Playing a DPS Role with Absolute Defense-Chapter 87 - 85: Competing Connections? Do You Even Know Who My Master Is!

Chapter 87: Chapter 85: Competing Connections? Do You Even Know Who My Master Is!

In a situation like this, it’s obvious to anyone with half a brain that there’s definitely something valuable under this marking.

And Su Mo’s mark is the largest, reddest, and brightest one, occupying the very center of the entire desert.

This place is also the most attention-grabbing spot.

Su Mo glanced down at the desert turned red by the mark overhead, chuckled lightly, and looked in the other three directions, a slight smirk on his lips.

It’s really interesting, the mark above his head was originally meant to attract others to seize it.

Now with this setup, if he guessed correctly, these five points will periodically refresh Professional Simulation Scrolls!

The better the location, the higher the level of the Professional Simulation Scrolls refreshed!

Isn’t this just like a hand-to-hand combat platform, attracting others to seize the Professional Simulation Scrolls and the position from him?

But this is fine, now he just needs to stay here and grab all the Professional Simulation Scrolls.

On the last day, he’ll take decisive action and snatch everyone with a mark overhead.

Then this time, all the Professional Simulation Scrolls will be his!

Anyway, before the dungeon has even opened, even if these people die, they can’t take the Professional Simulation Scrolls out.

Thinking of this, he let out a light laugh, took Li Yuanhao’s little hand, and walked back into the tent.

Smart people like Su Mo are not few; they all have the same idea as him.

Confident that their power is the strongest, they’ll only wait until the last day to reap others, becoming the final victor!

minutes later, a crimson light flashed from the east, flickered momentarily, and then disappeared.

In the following half hour, the light from the east flickered intermittently, like a blinking signal light.

This struggle lasted for a full three hours before finally settling down.

However, Su Mo didn’t pay attention to these, because he knew that no matter who ended up with the Professional Simulation Scroll.

As long as he acted, they were nothing but trash!

Inside the tent, Li Yuanhao was rolling back and forth on Su Mo, rubbing his eyes and muttering softly:

"Su Mo, can you turn off the light? Your mark overhead is so bright, I can’t sleep!"

Su Mo gently stroked Li Yuanhao’s soft hair, speaking with a face full of helplessness:

"Just bear with it, given the current conditions, you have to know the situation.

Moreover, your grandfather sent you here to train, not to sleep!"

Li Yuanhao pouted, just about to retort, when a huge roar suddenly sounded outside the tent.

The originally large tent instantly shattered into pieces, firelight spread out, and a terrifying shockwave diffused all around.

A scream rang out, and Li Yuanhao instantly clung tightly to Su Mo.

Su Mo softly patted Li Yuanhao’s back, comforting him quietly.

At this moment, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and his sharp gaze shot forward like a hawk’s.

If he hadn’t activated the defense force field in advance before sleeping, with that attack just now, even if Li Yuanhao hadn’t died, he would be half-crippled!

Su Mo was certain that in this current dungeon, his level was definitely the highest, and his strength the strongest!

No one else at this level could have launched an attack like that just now.

The smell of gunpowder wafted through the air, that was artillery!

Ha, it turns out it was a fellow human, this is truly interesting!

In this current dungeon, those who own things like tents must be of the human race.

So, knowing fully well they were attacking someone from the same race, they used a rocket launcher against him!

Su Mo scanned the area ahead, due to the brightness caused by the mark overhead, the surrounding ten miles were lit up like daylight, so he quickly locked onto the target.

Because it was the only dark spot within his marked range.

"Friend from the Great Xia, I’ve set my eyes on this area. If you’re willing to hand over what you have and this position, perhaps I’ll let you and this little girl leave!"

As the voice echoed, six figures, all blackened and carrying rocket launchers, stepped out.

Their revealing white teeth when they spoke made their identity clear.

"You knew we were from the Great Xia when you were attacking!"

Su Mo spoke without any expression on his face, one hand holding Li Yuanhao, while the other continued patting his back.

"No no no, that wasn’t an attack, just a simple probe. If you could withstand it, then you’d have the standing to negotiate!"

"Alright alright, now I’m qualified to negotiate with you. And you?"

"Just relying on what we have on our shoulders..."

Before the black man could finish, Su Mo moved his feet and appeared in front of him.

His face drastically changed, just as he attempted to pull the trigger, Su Mo kicked out, and the next moment the black man exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

The thick scent of blood in the air spread outward.

Still expressionless, Su Mo said coldly, "Just with trash like this!"

He stomped hard on the rocket launcher on the ground mid-sentence.

[Boom!]

A huge explosion, accompanied by firelight, illuminated the surroundings, while Su Mo’s figure holding Li Yuanhao flickered in and out amidst the fire.

Upon closer inspection, one would find that all the flames would extinguish automatically within a three-meter radius of Su Mo.

At that, the remaining black figures witnessed this and their dark faces instantly turned pale with fright.

"With this kind of trash, you dare to blow up my tent!

With this kind of trash, you dare to attack someone of the same human race as me!

I really want to know who gave you the courage!"

"No no no, friend from Great Xia, listen to us, everything before was a misunderstanding,

and I’m a disciple of Ocasdin, the Demigod of Black State. If you’re willing to let us go, you’ll receive the protection of my God Ocasdin!"

"Ocasdin, the only Demigod of Black State! Such a big name!

Don’t say it, I’m really scared now, what should I do!"

Su Mo spoke coldly, saying how scared he was, which directly made Li Yuanhao laugh out loud.

"Hahaha, that’s hilarious, the Demigod Ocasdin of Black State!"

The black men looked at the girl in Su Mo’s arms, whose bell-like laughter seemed inexplicable to them.

The black man who spoke earlier took a step forward and angrily said:

"Though I admit your strength is formidable, you must know that insulting a Divine Level will cost you dearly!"

"Pay the price! Since when can a Demigod be called Divine Level!

If your master is Divine Level, then what does that make my master, Blood Slaughter God Tu Hongwu!

Let me tell you now, not only will I kill you, but even your master will die all the same!"