Playing a DPS Role with Absolute Defense-Chapter 285 - 283: Touring the Universe with the Coffin!

Chapter 285: Chapter 283: Touring the Universe with the Coffin!

(The previous Chapter has been heavily revised. If you find that the earlier part of this Chapter doesn’t quite connect with what you’ve read before, feel free to go back and reread. Thank you all for your understanding.)

One of the Divine Level powerhouses immediately stepped out and shouted, "Su Mo, are you insane? Do you even know what you’re saying!"

Su Mo looked like a total madman as he pointed at the crowd of Divine Level powerhouses around him and yelled, "Yeah, I’m crazy! Ever since my awakening, it hasn’t even been a full year yet!

Other people who awakened the same time as me haven’t even finished their first year of college. And me?

I go into dungeons, slaughter alien races, dive into the battlefield, Godslaying, slaying Super Gods!

Finally, when the war could stop, everything was resolved up above, and then you tell me—my mentor didn’t make it!

Fine! I went to look for medicine, went to the Dragon Race to borrow a road, and they said even if they had to blow up the road, they wouldn’t let me use it! Threw me into some godforsaken shithole, and in the end I had to carve out my own Space Channel!

I ran across more than half the universe, and just when I finally got the Spring of Life, my mentor died half an hour before I got home. You wouldn’t go crazy?!"

With Su Mo’s string of angry words, everyone fell silent.

Su Mo’s achievements were just too dazzling—so much so that even they felt like total rookies in front of him.

But they’d all forgotten, Su Mo hasn’t even been awake for a year at this point.

He’s just a nineteen-year-old kid!

As he spoke, Su Mo grabbed the Human Emperor Cauldron next to him with one hand and raised it high above his head.

"Didn’t my mentor say I should become a Ten-star War God?! That I should become Human King?! So, why the hell don’t you listen to me?

Is it because this thing’s useless now? If it’s useless, then let’s just throw it away!"

[Bang!]

Su Mo slammed his fist hard onto the Human Emperor Cauldron, the very core of the Human Race’s world.

[Clang!]

The sound was crisp and ringing, echoing across the entire Human Race.

In an instant, all the stains of corruption on top fell away, bursting out into radiant light and boundless auspicious omens.

Strange visions filled the whole heaven and earth, and those who’d been following the events here took it all in with wide eyes.

On Su Mo, the travel-stained clothes he was wearing suddenly looked brand new.

A True Dragon soared out of the countless auspicious omens, carrying a set of golden armor in its mouth as it flew towards Su Mo.

Su Mo just stood there quietly, letting that True Dragon drape the magnificent golden armor onto him.

Then, two Fire Phoenixes brought him armguards, Black Tortoise presented him with greaves, Qilin delivered a helmet...

In just a short moment, Su Mo was already fully clad in the most resplendent set of armor.

The myriad rays of divine light enveloped the whole Earth, wrapping everyone up in an instant, and the very next moment, a series of system prompts echoed in everyone’s ears.

[Human Emperor Descends: You receive the Human Emperor’s protection. EXP gain +30%.]

[Human Emperor Descends: You receive the Human Emperor’s blessing. All skills +20%.]

[Human Emperor Descends: Human Race ranking up; before Silver rank, promotions don’t require dungeon advancement.]

A string of system prompts sounded out, and everyone shouted loudly, "Thank you, Human Emperor!"

Even the crowd of Divine Level powerhouses fell silent at this, waiting for Su Mo to speak.

Just as Su Mo had said before—after all, he was the sole disciple of Marshal Tu, and now the Human Emperor of the Human Race, the very hope for humanity’s future.

However, some of those who already knew the truth of what was going on started to panic for real at this moment.

Originally, they’d just wanted to rile Su Mo up a bit. Who’d have thought he’d explode like this?

Uh... or maybe that’s not so surprising. Lately, Su Mo’s basically been like a barrel of high explosives—ready to blow at the slightest spark.

But that’s not the main issue—the real problem is, if Su Mo drags the Dragon Race down with him, how the hell are they supposed to explain that?!

Chu Tian stood on the side, saying nothing, but in his mind he was constantly chatting with Hong Wu.

"What are you doing just standing there, say something! He’s your disciple too!"

"What the hell do you want me to say? I think Su Mo put it perfectly. Actually, if I ever get killed someday, I want Su Mo to drag some major race down with me too!

If it comes down to it, why don’t you just hurry up and die? Otherwise, when you two meet up, things are going to be awkward as hell. Don’t worry, after you croak, I’ll make sure Su Mo drags the Dragon Race to join you in your funeral procession."

"You bastard! Believe it or not, I’ll crawl right out of my coffin to scratch your face off!"

"Bring it! Who’s afraid of who? I’ll just say you’re playing dead, and have Su Mo hold you down."

"Fuck!"

Over here, Hong Wu was completely speechless. Chu Tian was immune to all persuasion, and Su Mo was now dead set on taking someone else to the grave with him.

Honestly, Hong Wu already knew that was their temperament, but for god’s sake, I’m not even dead yet!

Do you have to be this damn realistic?!

If I really die, wouldn’t that be the end?!

If all of humanity ends up in your hands, we’re doomed for sure!

Bai Yuanhao, the only one here with any real brains, couldn’t say anything at all in this situation.

Honestly, anything he said would be wrong right now.

Su Mo’s not just Hong Wu’s disciple anymore; now he’s the Human Emperor. How the funeral’s held—that’s Su Mo’s call, period.

Standing there for a long time, Su Mo glanced at the resplendent armor on himself and said, "My mentor, Blood Slaughter God, fought across the universe his whole life. His lifelong wish was to wipe out the Alien Races. Today, even with his death, I will make sure his name shakes the universe!"

"All of you, join me! Let’s tour the universe with his coffin—if any Alien Race dares make a peep, I’ll wipe out their clan, erase their race!"

"Raise the coffin!"

Although many of the Divine Level powerhouses felt uneasy, Su Mo’s words still had their blood boiling.

In truth, they all thought it was too humiliating for someone like Marshal Tu, who spent his whole life fighting across the universe, to just die of illness on Earth.

Now that Su Mo had spoken, they had their cue.

As one person exerted their strength, the rest of the Divine Level powerhouses pitched in too, hoisting the massive coffin behind Su Mo.

One of the Divine Level powerhouses who knew the truth rushed out to stop them: "No, I object!"

Su Mo’s eyes shot over, like lightning, and the rest of the pallbearers looked over too.

"What I mean is, if we haul Marshal Tu’s body across the universe, won’t it... rot or something..."

One of the Divine Level pallbearers immediately retorted, "Are you kidding me?! Marshal Tu, Divine Level, High-tier God at the pinnacle, and you’re talking to me about decomposition?!"

The speaker awkwardly backed off after getting roasted.

Seeing this, Su Mo ignored him and, with a wave, revived the White Dragon Horse.

Even though the White Dragon Horse was still only level ninety-eight, after its Life Binding with Su Mo, it basically possessed half of Su Mo’s full power.

Even only half-awakening, he was already strong enough to be considered Super God level.

Honestly, at this point, aside from Su Mo himself, this horse was the Human Race’s top combat strength!

Su Mo was about to take this many Divine Level powerhouses away, so the horse was his guarantee back on Earth.

He stretched out his hand, and a ball of white light appeared in his palm, none other than the Godslaying Weapon Thousand Changes that Hong Wu had once given him.

With a thought from Su Mo, the light instantly transformed into a massive Soul Summoning Banner, three meters long.

Other people’s Soul Summoning Banners are just Soul Summoning Banners, but Su Mo’s is special—his, besides the huge white cloth with a giant "Mo" character,

it actually has a giant blade at the top—really, it’s just a massive Guan Saber with a giant sail attached.

"Scatter the ghost money—I’m raising the soul, start the coffin procession!"