At this point, everyone had their necks stretched out to see what this priceless treasure really was.
However, the black box did not surprise the crowd with anything other than some broken ancient jewellery, only a mask made of some unknown material.
With curiosity, Lin Mo picked it up. The mask as a whole was forged from an unknown black metal. On the front was a hideous fanged ghostly face.
When Lin Mo looked closely, he was suddenly surprised to find that this ghostly face was the appearance of one of the Ten Hades Kings, Taishan King, and he was not the Taishan Envoy of the Five Envoys of the Martial Alliance, as if it was destined to be!
Under Lin Mo’s gaze, golden threads appeared on the inside of the mask, and under the continuous flow, the word “Lan Ling” was slowly outlined, and he ghostly brought the mask closer to his cheek.
“Big brother!”
The prince originally wanted to remind Lin Mo to be safe, after all, who knew if this kind of ghostly thing from unknown sources would be dangerous, but as soon as he spoke, the Lan Ling mask had already been completely pressed against Lin Mo’s cheek.
In an instant, a wave of dream tears swept around, and with Lin Mo as the centre, all the objects in the room instantly flew out and only stopped after they smashed into the wall.
When the crowd looked at Lin Mo again, they were instantly shocked, the Lin Mo in front of them was like turning into a supreme emperor, just by looking at him, they felt their breath stagnate and their hearts stopped beating at this moment.
Lin Mo himself was handsome, with an upright posture. Combined with the mask, he showed his kingly demeanour, making the crowd want to bend over and worship him.
Lin Mo was surprised to find that after he put on this mask, his soul power soared, and with a thought, the nine Xuan Needles in his arms took off.
These nine Xuan Needles were completely like a part of his own body, using them at ease.
“How miraculous!”
Lin Mo couldn’t help but exclaim in awe, the Nine Xuan Needles had extremely high requirements for the power of the divine soul, before that he was already at the limit of controlling four Xuan Needles.
When he looked at the Crown Prince and the others, he actually saw their hearts directly through their bodies, only at this moment, the heartbeats of several people were unusually slow, and before he could reflect, a loud and furious cry suddenly rang out in his ears.
“Kill!”
The murderous aura in Lin Mo’s heart was suddenly aroused under the impact of this voice, and he hurriedly took off his mask after sensing this shocking change.
And in front of him, the pale faced Prince and his party, as if they had escaped back from hell, were lying on the ground in a sweaty heap, panting heavily.
Lin Mo’s looked at the prince’s half-dead appearance and asked, “What’s wrong with you guys!”
The prince’s eyes straightened and he looked at Lin Mo in a daze.
“Older brother, you are a bit good looking …… Come smile and give me a look!.”
Lin Mo’s eyebrows darkened, seeing his demented appearance, he raised his foot and gave a flying kick.
“Get lost, douchebag!”
Lin Mo had a clear idea of what the mask could do since he had practiced it himself.
When the prince saw that he was planning to put on the mask again, he immediately stopped when he thought of the horrible experience he had just had.
“Big brother, you can’t do the whole thing, these few of us aren’t even enough for you to hoover.”
“Don’t worry, there will be no surprises this time, guaranteed!”
As soon as the words landed, Lin Mo directly snapped on his mask.
“Crap, run fast!”
The prince’s face changed drastically and made a move to flee out of the house, while the poor Ding Li was seriously injured and couldn’t move at all, he could only stare in horror, desperately waiting for the baptism of death.
However, after Lin Mo put on the Lan Ling mask again, nothing happened, there was no more horrible hostility, no more suffocating feeling of oppression, nothing had changed.
What the hell, did we just have a hallucination?