Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme-Chapter 1275 - 1316: Slash

Around the Nine-layered Colored Glaze Tower, there are independent geniuses, and there are clusters of geniuses who have a good relationship and stick together.

Among them, two people stand together, wearing silver armor covering their entire bodies, leaving only their eyes and mouths exposed, while the rest is wrapped in silver armor. However, there are no other geniuses around them, and they are surrounded by a powerful aura of suppression.

One of them is a man with long golden hair, and his right arm is empty, clearly having lost it.

"Master, it's the Rain King and that guy..." The golden-haired man missing his right arm is none other than Ares, who was forcibly disarmed by Lin Mo.

Of course, with the strength of such a powerful figure, his right arm can be restored and regrown sooner or later, but the loss of the Hand of Ares and fifty thousand Mystical Orders is what truly causes him pain.

Ares' face under the silver armor emitted a snake-like glint, staring remotely at Lin Mo and the Rain King.

"Rain King?"

Beside Ares is another man with black hair, blood-red eyes, arms folded, emanating an aura almost as strong as the Eldest Prince, "The Rain King's strength is not your match, but that guy... his Martial Arts Realm is only at the Star Wheel Mirror."

"Star Wheel Mirror, impossible... If he were just at the Star Wheel Mirror, how could he tear off my right arm, causing me to flee miserably?" Ares couldn't believe it, clenching his left fist tightly, unable to discern Lin Mo's true strength.

"If he really is just a Star Wheel Mirror martial artist, he wouldn't be your match; he must be hiding his strength, a very dangerous guy," the black-haired man murmured.

"Impressive, as powerful as you are, Master, you must help me get back the Hand of Ares. This hatred for losing my arm, I will kill him," Ares gritted his teeth, the venomous light in his eyes almost turning substantial.

This black-haired man, none other than one of the super-elite members of the All Gods Alliance and the number one on Island Number 2, named GOD.

"To kill him, I'm not confident. If I'm not mistaken, he should be Lin Mo," GOD murmured to himself.

The name Lin Mo has already spread among some Western forces. Every force has its spies. Lin Mo brutally beat the Ninth Prince like a dog that fell into the water, causing his escape. This name is pretty much known throughout the Western forces.

"Lin Mo?" Ares was unfamiliar with the name.

"Lin Tanyu, the founder of the Sword Heart Martial Arts Hall, one of the Four Great Martial Arts Schools of the Martial Arts Alliance, the number one Martial Arts Grandmaster of Lan Country!" GOD said slowly.

Ares squinted his eyes slightly, snorting disdainfully, "Just someone from the New Martial Alliance, would our All Gods Alliance fear him?"

"Not really fear him; I even want to fight a strong man like him." GOD said, his blood-red eyes shining with excitement.

With that, the two flew directly in front of Lin Mo and the Rain King.

GOD, a high-profile figure on Island Number 2, is watched by others with every move. Seeing GOD and Ares fly to the front of the two, the lingering eyes of the geniuses around the Nine-layered Colored Glaze Tower gathered on Lin Mo like spotlights.

"Rain King, Lin Mo, I didn't expect you'd dare to come to the Nine-layered Colored Glaze Tower?" Ares's gaze was vicious, glaring at Lin Mo and the Rain King, having never experienced such humiliation since his debut.

"Ares, Master GOD." The Rain King frowned but showed respect to GOD.

A Martial Artist only respects the strong. Although having grudges with the All Gods Alliance, facing a powerhouse like GOD, the Rain King still shows due respect.

GOD did not look at the Rain King, but his gaze fell directly on Lin Mo, saying bluntly, "You are Lin Mo, and I want to challenge you!"

"Master GOD, Lin Mo is my friend, and the grudge between Ares and me was because of me. Don't trouble my friend." The Rain King frowned, clenching fists tightly, slightly moving forward, eyes blazing like a torch.

Respect should be shown to the strong, but everyone is a Martial Artist. Deep down, there is a spirit and faith of fearlessness and a desire to surpass the strong.

"I don't have time to play with you. I am here to challenge the Nine-layered Colored Glaze Tower." Lin Mo looked at GOD. The opponent's strength was slightly weaker than the Eldest Prince, and Lin Mo hadn't even considered the Eldest Prince, let alone GOD from the All Gods Alliance.

"Lin Mo, you dare to slight Master GOD, are you tired of living?" Ares's voice was fierce, fiery anger in his eyes.

The Rain King stepped forward, facing Ares, coldly saying, "Ares, if you want to fight, I can accompany you, but this place belongs to the Nine-layered Colored Glaze Tower area, prohibitions against fighting!"

Even GOD remained silent for a while, then said coldly again to Lin Mo, "Fine, I can let you challenge the Nine-layered Colored Glaze Tower first, but once you leave its area, you won't have a choice!"

Lin Mo ignored him and flew directly to the entrance of the Nine-layered Colored Glaze Tower, handing a black turtle shell to the Guiding Envoy. By hunting Golden Core Stage or Sun Wheel Realm fierce beasts, one can obtain a turtle shell Passage Order. Before coming to Island Number 2, Lin Mo had slaughtered many Golden Core Stage fierce beasts on Island Number 1. Since the secret of his combat power has been exposed, he has nothing to worry about.

He entered the first layer of the Nine-layered Colored Glaze Tower.

The glass-like Ice Plateau seemed to have no boundary, chilling to the bone, standing with crystal ice pillars, refracting brilliant rays.

Roar!

Screech!

A terrifying sound rose, the Ice Plateau trembled, and a shadow from afar appeared before Lin Mo.

Standing about twenty meters high and thirty meters long, it was an Ice Dragon, icy blue all over. Its long tail with a sharp spike inserted into the Ice Plateau, causing spider-like cracks immediately around it, resembling the Western dragons commonly seen in Western fantasy movies.

Its back bore a series of bone spines, opening two broad wings made of ice bones, emanating threads of cold air all over.

"A magical fierce beast, an Ice Dragon!"

Lin Mo drew the Xuanyuan Sword. Meeting the beast, it's kill or be killed.

Clang!

The Ice Dragon flew into the sky, opened its mouth, releasing a strange cry. In the sky, pale blue ice cones appeared, bombarding towards Lin Mo like a dense storm.

"Qingshan Seal!"

Lin Mo's left hand performed a magic technique, pressing with a virtual palm. A giant Hand Seal appeared in the sky, descending with endless suppression directly on the Ice Dragon. Meanwhile, the Xuanyuan Sword danced, its sword light slicing through the overwhelming ice cones. "Slash!" Lin Mo moved, his gaze like electricity. The Xuanyuan Sword fell, and the Ice Dragon was instantly severed in two, collapsing with a roar. Its body cracked into countless tiny fractures, shattering into pieces of blue ice, rolling on the mirror-like Ice Plateau, making a crisp ring.