Passive Inheritance System for All Occupations

"Master Shangshen, if you catch me like this, I can't save the white-haired brat and Lily."

Looking down at Hestia's little hand grabbing his sleeve, Chen Mo had a helpless smile on his face, then he shook his head, gently broke free from Hestia's palm, turned around and walked towards the rushing monster torrent. Out of the double sword.

"Clang!"

The long sword was unsheathed, and silver and white stars condensed on the sword. At the same time, Chen Mo urged the sword intent to pour into his body, and several crimson sword energy surrounded him like a dragon.

"Lord God."

Maintaining the movement of drawing the sword out of its sheath, Chen Mo turned his back to Hestia, and the black clothes on his body were driven by the sword energy, and he started to dance wildly with all his might.

"No matter how much time has passed, but in the unpredictable future, there will be a day when we will meet again. This is how I firmly believe...so, please don't forget me."

The words that raised Hestia's inner anxiety to the extreme came from Chen Mo's mouth, and before she had time to stop her, two lights that almost illuminated the entire street like daytime came from Chen Mo's hands. Lights up on the blade of the sword.

The next moment, the brilliance condensed into a line, rushing towards the torrent of monsters in the distance...

Chapter 38 The moment beyond the limit (plus more)

Facing the desperately fleeing crowd, Chen Mo charged directly into the crowd of monsters.

"Om-"

The blade shining with blazing brilliance is swung at a high speed, and every time it falls, a large amount of blood will be splashed. These bloods come from different types of monsters. They are usually active on different floors, but now they gather together and become a dungeon affected by monsters. Driven by the hawk dog.

Cerberus, three-headed wolf, purple-winged bat, stone-bodied warrior...

Chen Mo concentrated his eyes, and kept harvesting the lives of these monsters with his two swords. His movements were extremely proficient, and he was able to grasp the weaknesses of the monsters just right - in the past two months, he had killed no one knows how many monsters of these types.

"Whoosh..."

After killing a monster again, there was a rapid and violent exhalation sound from behind Chen Mo. He turned around abruptly, and what came into view was a tall figure with a red body and a pair of curved horns growing on top of his head.

Minotaur...

The half-bull, half-human monster was holding up the giant stone ax at the moment. Almost at the same time as Chen Mo turned around, its arm muscles puffed up, and it slammed the stone ax down towards him.

The rough stone ax continued to enlarge in the pupils, and the strong wind pressure blew the hair into disorder. Facing this familiar scene, Chen Mo raised the corners of his mouth and silently revealed a cold smile.

immediately.

"Chong-"

The dark black sword blade was lifted upwards, and the back hair came first, blocking the falling stone axe. As sparks shot out, another blue long sword thrust out brazenly, piercing through the tauren's solid and tough abdominal muscles. Crimson sword energy surged, violently stirring the tender internal organs in its abdominal cavity into mud.

"Gu..."

The scarlet bull eyes fixedly stared at Chen Mo, who was holding two swords and maintaining a stabbing posture. The tauren opened his mouth, and blood mixed with internal organs remnants instantly gushed out of his throat, blocking its trachea, making it even before dying. The last cry of grief could not be uttered.

In an instant, the eyes of the Minotaur changed into various emotions such as rage, doubt, fear, and reluctance, and finally turned into the most essential attachment to life. The next moment, the eyes of this Minotaur completely dimmed, and the body lost its vitality. fell to the ground.

Seeing the monster's body on the ground, Chen Mo waved his swords expressionlessly, dragging out a light trail on the left and right sides, then turned around and continued to fight against the monster's torrent, all the way to the direction of the Tower of Babel.

From Feng Rao's Mistress Tavern to the Tower of Babel, it usually takes only 5 minutes to walk, but it took Chen Mo more than ten minutes to complete the walk.

Almost every step he took, he had to kill several or even dozens of monsters. At first, they were just various Lv.1 and Lv.2 mobs, but the closer he was to the Tower of Babel, the higher the level of the monsters. Gao, there even appeared a blade-footed centipede up to Lv.4, hiding in the crowd of ordinary monsters and launching a sneak attack, caught off guard, and even Chen Mo almost suffered a big loss - half a knuckle-deep wound, It extends from the position of the left shoulder blade to the vest. If he hadn't reacted in time, and his combat intuition has been greatly improved by the [Speed ​​Reflex] that reached Lv. It's half...

As the distance between Chen Mo and the Tower of Babel shortened, in addition to the increasing strength of the monsters along the way, there were gradually more people around who fought with the monsters with weapons. They were either super-high-level first-line adventurers, or The unlucky guy who was suddenly overwhelmed by the overwhelming wave of monsters before he had time to escape, so he had to fight back.

Lv.1, Lv.2 rookie and Lv.4, Lv.5 top-notch adventurers are caught in the same battle on the same battlefield at this moment. The roar of monsters and the soft sound of weapons are intertwined. I don't know why. From then on, with the Tower of Babel as the center, the entire sky of Orario was stained with a layer of dark red blood, ominously shrouding this battlefield of withered lives.

The dim light, the monster's roar, the companion's roar, the pungent smell in the air... It's like returning to the dungeon.

And in the middle of the battlefield, facing the seemingly inexhaustible monsters, whether it is a high-level first-class adventurer or a fledgling rookie, all of them feel a sinking heart at this moment, and a feeling of stagnation that is hard to breathe permeates the battlefield.

Until a pitch-black figure, dragging a star-like brilliance, suddenly streaked across the air, piercing straight into the center of the battlefield like a sharp sword.

Sword Qi whistled all over his body, making a sound like the clash of golden swords. Chen Mo slowly stood up straight, retracted his left hand, and then pulled out the cyan blade inserted into the back of a monster in his hand.

"You, you are..."

In front of the monster, a young female adventurer in light armor was lying on the ground in embarrassment, and the weapon in her hand was also thrown far away.

Looking at the monster that was still showing off its fierce power just now, the next moment her eyes lost her spirit, and there was an extra blue sword point on her chest. She couldn't help but cast her gaze behind the monster, just in time to see Chen Mo slowly straighten his waist amidst the intertwined sword energy The scene of standing with the sword on his back.

Looking at the female adventurer in a daze, Chen Mo took a few steps to the weapon she was blown away by - a silver-white rapier, and the rapier quickly flew back to the female adventurer near the tip of her toes. Beside him, the tip of the sword was firmly planted in the ground.

The gaze shifted from Chen Mo to her own weapon, and the female adventurer suddenly got up from the ground as if waking up from a dream, reached out and pulled out the tip of the sword, and at the same time bowed to thank Chen Mo: "Thank you so much just now, I don't know ..."

While wanting to ask the black-clothed swordsman's name so that he could formally visit the door to thank him in the future, the female adventurer looked up, but suddenly found that the other party's figure was no longer in front of her eyes.

"……what?"

"Chong-"

At this moment, not far away, a crisp sword sound rose into the sky, attracting the attention of the female adventurer.

Under the dark, blood-colored sky, two bursts of light, like nova rising stars, converged into a line, turning into dazzling and fast slashing attacks, wantonly dividing the monsters on the battlefield, and holding the lightsaber to start the sword dance It was a man in black clothes like ink.

The female adventurer suddenly remembered who he was as she watched Chen Mo slaying monsters one after another with faint eyes.

The fastest supernova to rise to Lv.2 in history, the young blade of the Hestia Familia, is dubbed the Holy Sword Envoy by the gods. Some time ago, he single-handedly fought dozens of Goliaths in the security layer. Terrifying strength beyond the level of adventurers - Chen Mo, a swordsman with black hair, black eyes and black clothes, who is accustomed to using two swords.

If it's him, maybe it can...

In the reverent eyes of the female adventurer who had renewed hope, Chen Mo continued to attack the group of monsters with a serious face, trying to make a breakthrough so that he could enter the Tower of Babel and then return to the dungeon.

but……