I Can Gain One Skill Point Per Second Chapter 1125: Courting Death? I’m Bold Because I’m Skilled

When Tremble spoke these words, the killing intent on his face became particularly intense.

For Tremble, taking action to eliminate Lin Yi now was far more important than defeating the four Corpse Kings with the members of Dark Rising.

If this fails, at most, Tremble’s prestige will be affected, people will at most suspect that he is not fit to lead the organization, and whether he is qualified to continue serving as the top leader of the organization.

But if what he has done is exposed, it will be different.

He will become the hypocrite despised by everyone in the organization.

Thinking of this, Tremble wanted to find an opportunity to take action against Lin Yi under the pretense of supporting him, striving to kill Lin Yi before he could reveal any valuable information and keep him silent forever.

But going to support, how to support, support whom?

He roughly observed and found that there were as many as three Lin Yis.

These three were indistinguishable as real or fake, and if he genuinely went to support them, it didn’t matter, as it would be helping regardless of who he assisted.

But he was not there to support; he was there to eliminate Lin Yi.

Faced with the three clones, how should he choose?

And clearly, the guy was using a clone skill, and his clone skill could create more than three clones, other than the three visible ones, there were certainly Lin Yis on the battlefield that hadn’t been discovered.

If he took action, wouldn’t his affairs be exposed?

Thinking of this, Tremble couldn’t help but feel distressed, uncomfortable all over, yet helpless.

Bang bang bang!

The battlefield erupted with loud noises.

The attacks of mysterious bigwigs from the void to support Lin Yi had arrived.

Those were arms, giant arms.

These arms looked extremely sinister, it’s not difficult to imagine, judging by the appearance, how hideous the owners of these arms might be.

Some arms were covered in ulcers and pustules, and when they struck, a smelly odor assaulted the senses.

Some arms were covered in irregular scales, some even had gills.

Disgusting, truly disgusting, but saying these arms lacked damage would be ridiculous.

Watching hundreds of giant arms slamming down upon himself, Drought Demon was in a panic.

At this moment, he still hadn’t had the chance to condense his own moves.

Lin Yi’s attacks continuously impacted her body.

"Damn it, aren’t you going to help me?!"

Drought Demon looked angrily at the other three Corpse Kings and sent out a distress call.

Help? How to help, what to use to help.

The situation of the other three Corpse Kings wasn’t much better.

With so many clones of Lin Yi, how could he let them off so easily?

Coupled with the endless siege by Dark Force experts, there wasn’t even a moment to catch one’s breath.

No sooner had the appeal for help been made than the attacks from those giant beasts arrived.

Lin Yi’s clones, at the last moment, used the [Light and Shadow Interweaving] skill to leave the battlefield, reach a safe zone, and witness the shocking scene of the Corpse Kings being attacked alongside the Dark Rising members.

The planet that had become a battlefield never imagined that it would be ravaged like this one day.

Those giant arms struck mercilessly, and most of the damage was borne by Drought Demon; if Drought Demon dodged successfully, those attacks would fall ruthlessly upon the ground.

Despite the giant hands striking simply by slamming, their power was quite substantial.

At the moment they made contact with the ground, the earth would tremble in fear.

Countless cracks, criss-crossing the battlefield, covered the entire ground, and when the ground was densely packed with these cracks, massive collapses would occur due to the fractured crust.

The dust stirred by the strikes blocked out the sky.

The exact condition of Drought Demon, nobody could see.

Hundreds of consecutive strikes, each one caused spectators to shiver.

Even though they already knew the kind of damage the giant hands would inflict, the hearts of spectators, whether from Dark Rising or All Gods Camp, would tremble with each blow from the giant hands.

Everyone was thankful, grateful that they were not the ones enduring the attacks.

Compared to the Corpse King, the body strength of an Upper-Rank God could merely be considered a physical shell; being struck like this would surely turn them into pulp.

Those giant hands were quite graceful, regardless of whether they hit or missed, they withdrew after each strike.

The pounding lasted for about thirty seconds before it ended.

The combat impact left by the other three Corpse Kings scattered the dust.

At this moment, Drought Demon gasped heavily, looking rather disheveled.

Yet she stood tall and erect on this battlefield.

She raised her head, her chilling eyes fixed on the five Lin Yi clones above.

"Kid, you’re really seeking death, daring to strike at your aunt this way, you’re truly asking for it!"

The damage caused by Lin Yi this time was average.

Only knocked down one percent of Drought Demon’s health.

But in terms of embarrassment, it truly made Drought Demon look quite disheveled.

Sprinting madly, maneuvering across the battlefield, allowed her to greatly reduce the number of hits she took.

The feeling of being pressed down and ground by fists was genuinely unpleasant.

If it was a top-tier Upper-Rank God with Divine Power Level in A-grade, it would be understandable, but for a kid with a mediocre Divine Power Level making the World Boss this disheveled, it was quite disgraceful.

In a fit of rage, flames reignited on Drought Demon’s body, and this time the flames turned from crimson to black.

Clearly, the only female Corpse King was truly angered.

Watching this scene, the Eastern War God began to feel conflicted.

Perhaps he really should act, shouldn’t hold back anymore.

At this pace, the four Corpse Kings were certainly going to be swept away.

Within just half a minute, Lin Yi alone managed to deplete one percent of Drought Demon’s health.

Remember, this was a solo output!

When those monster hands appeared, no one dared to stay in Drought Demon’s battlefield and continue outputting; those thirty seconds were truly Lin Yi’s solo performance.

One percent, though it seemed small, the damage output was truly significant!

After all, the target of the output was the World Boss, causing even the will of the Three Realms and Six Paths to feel apprehensive about the World Boss.

"No way, you guys stop staring, come with me to take down Lin Yi’s clones, don’t let him continue causing trouble."

The Eastern War God issued orders to his subordinates, and the next moment he led the charge towards the location of Lin Yi’s clones, the five clones floating above Drought Demon’s head.

"Drought Demon, I’m coming to assist you, quickly break this kid’s clones!"

Though Drought Demon was proud within, she knew very well that she was not skilled at attacking, only at consuming; trying to resolve Lin Yi’s clones wouldn’t be simple.

Even teaming up didn’t fit her usual style, she had to endure it.

Faced with the approaching strong experts from both sides, Lin Yi’s clones were fearless.

From their mouths, the five clones, they began to chant the same mantra, subsequently activating the Source Power within them.

Within less than two seconds, the skill chanting was complete.

In the sky, several dazzling beams of light pierced through the clouds, suddenly charging down.