Lin Mo transmigrates.
He becomes a nameless cannon fodder soldier on the battlefield.
A million enemy troops stand ahead, and the blades of the supervising squad are at his back.
Retreat, and he dies. Charge, and he dies.
Just as the enemy horses' hooves crush the shield in front of him
[Ding! Host near death detected. The Ultimate Cannon Fodder System is activating!]
[Unique skill acquired: One-Slash Kill!]
Lin Mo raises his hand and strikes.
One slash.
The enemy vanguard commander and his horse are split in two.
The battlefield falls silent.
Everyone thinks this is just a cannon fodder's desperate last stand. No one imagines
That this one slash will carve open an invincible path, forged through mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
Later on,
The myriad races tremble, and the gods and demons of the heavens bow their heads.
They remember only one name
Lin Mo.
A man who clawed his way out of the cannon fodder ranks and cut down every enemy in the world with a single slash.
