Chapter 273: I Am the Universe

"Baka!!!"

Yuuki Kenichi roared in fury.

With bloodshot eyes, he yanked the sword embedded in the ground free.

The blade flashed a glint of cold light beneath the gloomy sky.

"These worthless bastards of Great Han!"

"How dare they?!"

"A tiny backwater nation—how dare they bark at our Great Ei Empire?!"

Yuuki Kenichi trembled with rage, gripping the hilt so tightly his knuckles turned white.

"Squad leader!"

"Give the order!"

"Forget about that Lin Mo from Dragon Country!"

"If these Han scum want to die, let's grant them their wish!"

"I'm going to cut off Kim Tae-sung's fucking head and rip out his tongue to feed to the wild dogs!"

"Exactly!"

"Dared to look down on us? Cut him down!"

At that moment.

The other members of the Ghost God Corps were also inflamed with rage.

All gripped their specialized weapons tightly.

Murderous intent surged like ice wind.

Their innate arrogance made them utterly unable to tolerate Great Han's bottomless insults.

"Heh."

Kamon Kyō watched the message on his panel.

A cold smirk curled his lips.

"You don't have to say it."

"Kim Tae-sung, right?"

"I'll remember you."

Kamon Kyō's voice carried a chilling frost: "Since you're so eager to die, I'll oblige."

"Hmph."

"I won't let this bastard leave the Ten Nations Arena alive!"

Yuuki Kenichi fumed.

Then,

he clenched his teeth, face twisted with resentment:

"Squad leader, we've sent out the messages, but besides that mad dog from Great Han, not a single soul from India or Viet responded."

"They're all playing dead!"

Yuuki Kenichi spat violently onto the ground.

"These fucking bastards clearly don't respect our Ei nation at all!"

"Heh, that's normal."

Kamon Kyō chuckled softly, glancing at Yuuki Kenichi.

"Dragon Country sent only one man. Now, this so-called 'crusade against Dragon Country' is a joke."

"Since it's a joke, everyone's goals have changed."

"After all..."

"Every nation's squad here holds twenty legendary specialized weapons."

"In past Ten Nations Arenas, not even half that many ever dropped."

Yuuki Kenichi blinked, then frowned:

"So what do we do now? Go straight after Great Han?"

"Foolish."

Kamon Kyō shot him a cold, dismissive glance.

"You know how vast the Ten Nations Arena is—how do you even look for them? Where do you start?"

"Then what do we do..."

Yuuki Kenichi asked weakly.

Kamon Kyō's lips curled slightly:

"First, hunt the boss. Don't forget—first kill of the boss always drops a legendary specialized weapon."

"Then..."

"Wait for other nations... wait for Great Han's Kim Tae-sung to kill the boss and reveal his coordinates."

"Then we'll go settle the score."

Amano Ichirō listened nearby, cautiously interjecting:

"Squad leader."

"What about... that Dragon Country guy?"

"Heh."

Kamon Kyō burst into laughter.

"Amano, when are you going to get over this cowardice?"

"A guy under level 40 trying to solo a level 40 boss? I can't even do it—how's he supposed to?"

"Even if he could solo a level 40 boss, so what?"

"His coordinates will be exposed to everyone."

"The Ten Nations Arena lasts six hours—he won't survive to walk out."

Hearing this analysis,

Yuuki Kenichi nodded.

"Squad leader's right."

"That Dragon Country trash is just a disposable nuisance."

"Even if we ignore him, he won't survive."

"Our real target is the legendary weapons held by other nations!"

"Secure the first kill, grab the weapon, then wait for that Dragon Country trash to die—only then will the Ten Nations Arena truly begin!"

Kamon Kyō gazed into the distance.

"Everyone, move out!"

"Search at full speed for the boss spawn point!"

"Don't let Great Han or India's bastards steal our first kill!"

"Hai!!!"

The rest of the Ghost God Corps shouted in unison.

Then, they vanished from the area.

At the same moment.

Ten Nations Arena, Eastern Ruins.

Boom!

A massive boulder shattered under a single kick.

Kim Tae-sung, bare-chested, crackled with lightning, his face twisted in fury.

He stared at the message he'd just sent.

Instantly, he felt a surge of exhilaration.

"Sigeo!"

Kim Tae-sung laughed wildly.

"Those little Ei dwarves actually think they're something?"

"Told me to lead my squad toward him?"

"Who the hell does he think he is?!"

"I'm the once-in-a-century prodigy of Great Han—the universe's number one Thunder Berserker!"

"You want me to take orders from you? You're not even worthy!"

Nearby,

the curvaceous Li Zhiyan pressed against him.

She wore an outrageously revealing outfit, her neckline plunging low, deliberately rubbing her chest against his arm.

"Exactly, exactly~"

Li Zhiyan's voice was sugary sweet.

"Oppa Tae-sung is the strongest~"

"How can those short little dwarves from Ying Country compare to Tae-sung Oppa?"

"They only dare be so arrogant because they've been serving the Adams family for so long."

"In terms of real strength, they aren't even worthy of polishing Tae-sung Oppa's shoes!"

Hearing Li Zhiyan's flattery.

Kim Tae-sung happily patted Li Zhiyan's ass.

A boy beside him leaned in and agreed:

"Li Zhiyan-sister is right!"

"The people from Ying Country are just a bunch of stupid pigs!"

"And that Dragon Country too!"

The boy sneered.

"Who gave them the nerve?"

"How dare one person come alone into the Ten Nations Battlefield?"

"Hmph."

At the mention of Dragon Country, Kim Tae-sung's face darkened instantly.

"Sseokka!"

"Just hearing about Dragon Country makes me furious!"

"They must've used some trickery to break so many raid records."

"Those records? Clearly not obtained through legitimate means."

The boy hurried to agree:

"Exactly! Those deceitful Dragon Country people, always cheating and pulling dirty tricks—so infuriating! If not for them, the records would've been ours, Tae-sung-oppa's!"

Kim Tae-sung let out a cold snort.

"Hmph, whatever."

"If he came in alone, then he won't be leaving."

"I hate people showing off in front of me. Just wait, Dragon Country man. Die."

"Once I get the first boss kill, I'll come find you."

Saying this,

Kim Tae-sung licked his lips, a bloodthirsty gleam flashing in his eyes.

"Tae-sung Oppa is so awesome!"

Li Zhiyan gazed at Kim Tae-sung with adoration.

Kim Tae-sung still wasn't satisfied.

He pulled up his interface and began composing a message to Lin Mo.

【Sseokka! Dragon Country man, who gave you the nerve to come alone into the Ten Nations Battlefield?】

【Wash your neck clean and kneel where you are, waiting for me. I'll pull out your spine myself and take it as a trophy!】

【Don't even think about running—you can't escape!】

【Hahahahaha!】