Surviving the Apocalypse Death Exam - Chapter 95

Chapter 95: Monster Matriarch! The Might of Sequence 5!
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Translation by: Weebsread👹
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“So this is the pressure of Sequence 5?”
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All the powerhouses gazed upward, their eyes fixed on Lin Mo, who hovered high above, wreathed in Heaven’s Thunder. Their expressions brimmed with awe and fanaticism, their hearts pounding.
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“It’s possible. He might actually pull it off!”
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Chen Badao clenched his fists, eyes wide. Reflected in his pupils, Lin Mo floated in midair, enveloped by the raging storm.
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Before Lin Mo had received the infusion and transformation of Sequence Power from the other powerhouses, Chen Badao had viewed him as little more than an ant. Now, even if Chen Badao were at his peak, he’d be less than a bug before Lin Mo.
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The pressure radiating from Lin Mo now shook him to his core. Even the Sequence 5 powerhouse of legend—when he was alive—had never unleashed such terror.
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“We can definitely kill the Matriarch.” One powerhouse muttered the words again and again, as if convincing himself.
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The others nodded, agreement flashing in their eyes.
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This wasn’t the first time humanity had tried to end the monster invasion with a Decapitation Strike. But every attempt had ended in disaster, even their strongest falling at the gates of the Brood Hive.
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Now, the Brood Hive—known as the Abyss—was forever entwined with those repeated, bloody failures.
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Lin Mo could feel the Heaven’s Judicator Sequence Power coursing through him, vast as the ocean. The instant he broke through to this new realm, he sensed not just a surge in strength, but a fundamental transformation.
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He had unlocked every new Sequence ability that came with this ascension.
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Now, the Heaven’s Judicator Sequence radiated a magnetic field, letting him sense every movement within a ten-kilometer radius, all at once.
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The palm-thunder he once had to gather and charge? Now, a single thought was all it took to unleash it.
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His control over Heaven’s Thunder had reached a new pinnacle. Where once he wielded thunder through brute force, now he could shape its power with exquisite precision, bending it to his will.
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In an instant, he could forge an indestructible suit of thunder armor around himself. Or summon beasts of pure lightning to fight at his command.
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But the most terrifying aspect—he could now conjure a Judgement Cloud to shroud the entire battlefield. Even if hundreds of thousands of monsters surged forth, he could annihilate them in moments.
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He felt the monsters converging from all directions: common, First Rank, Second Rank, Third Rank, Fourth Rank—but not a single Fifth Rank. There was only one, deep within the Brood Hive.
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The Monster Matriarch.
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The same abomination he had seen again and again in Simulations—each time driving him to madness, distortion, chaos, and death.
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With his newly awakened magnetic sense, he locked onto the Matriarch’s exact location. He could even feel its panic and terror. The monster’s hive mind was broadcasting frantic signals, summoning every monster in the world to its defense—and Lin Mo could intercept every message.
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“And this is only the power of a Sequence 5 Awakened?” Lin Mo murmured inwardly.
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But time was short. He knew this power would last only five minutes.
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He had to kill the Monster Matriarch within those five minutes—to achieve the highest possible Simulation Score.
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His thoughts sharpened to a blade’s edge.
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The evening sky was gray and cloudless, a dead, silent expanse. The slanting rays of sunset only deepened the sense of melancholy.
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Suddenly, pitch-black storm clouds boiled into existence, stretching for fifteen kilometers, suffocating the sky with oppressive gloom.
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Thunder rumbled from the heart of that darkness, a sound like the wrath of gods. The pressure of divine judgment pressed down from the clouds, suffocating all life below.
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Chen Badao and more than fifty powerhouses of Sequence 6 and 7 felt their bodies suddenly weighed down, breath catching in their throats. The power wasn’t even aimed at them, yet they couldn’t stop trembling.
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If that thunder fell upon them, they’d be reduced to ash in an instant.
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“If this kid ever truly advances to perfected Sequence 5, this world will have no choice but to bow before him,” Chen Badao whispered, fists clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white.
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In the center of the Convoy, Ying Zhu stared at Lin Mo—who looked, in that moment, like a god descended. Her eyes shone as bright as stars.
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“So this is what his Sequence looks like—this is Sequence 5 in all its glory?” she thought, heart pounding.
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Watching the Death Exam from afar, Wu, Lu Chuan, Liu Yue, and the other Test Slaves felt Lin Mo’s overpowering aura through the Projection, nearly suffocating them.
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“So this is Sequence 5’s pressure?” Lu Chuan muttered, his usual composure shattered.
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He was certain—this was not the strength of an ordinary Sequence 5.
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A Unique Sequence, the Heaven’s Judicator—no wonder, even in the Deathmatch Arena, powerhouses from other worlds had tried to recruit him, even swearing brotherhood.
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Lu Chuan’s face grew grim.
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The tide had turned—among the Test Slaves, Lin Mo’s legend was now unstoppable.
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“Master Lin is a monster!”
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“Damn, this pressure—I swear, I’m about to lose it just watching!”
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One Test Slave’s legs nearly buckled.
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“Master Lin is a beast! Shit, if you didn’t tell me he was Sequence 5, I’d think a god had descended!”
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“From the day I joined this Convoy, from the moment I first saw Master Lin, I knew—he’s a dragon among men, never destined to serve beneath anyone. Look at him now, just as I thought! We were blind before, unable to see the real dragon. Now, three years have passed, and the Dragon King has returned to his throne!”
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While the Test Slaves raved, Wu sat at his grill, face dark as thunderclouds.
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He stared at Lin Mo, who was unleashing his ultimate move—summoning thunder, shrouding kilometers in Judgement Lightning. Wu forced down the terror in his eyes, managing a twisted grin.
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“So what if he’s strong now? It’s just five minutes of borrowed power. Five minutes, that’s all—a Sequence 9 ant playing at god. Does he really think he can wipe out all those monsters?”
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He glared at Lin Mo.
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He had never wanted anything more than for Lin Mo to die in this round of the Death Exam.
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Lin Mo was growing too fast. Every time he entered the Death Exam, he emerged even more monstrous.
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Wu knew: if Lin Mo survived this Special Death Exam, he couldn’t wait—he’d have to kill Lin Mo inside the Exam itself! If Lin Mo advanced to Sequence 8, then the moment the Special Death Exam ended, it would be Wu’s turn to die.
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He had no doubt: with the Unique Sequence Heaven’s Judicator, once Lin Mo became Sequence 8, even Lu Chuan wouldn’t be able to protect him.
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“Lin Mo must die!”
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Wu gritted his teeth, face twisted with hatred.
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Inside the Death Exam, Lin Mo had finished gathering his power.