Chapter 277: Let the Han Nation Dogs Go Scout the Path First

Jin Taicheng's fist halted in midair.

Lightning danced wildly over his body.

His gaze instantly froze.

He stared fixedly at the bright red message that had just popped up on the panel.

Now that the first-kill guaranteed reward was gone, there was no point in rushing to kill the BOSS before him.

Li Zhiyan, standing nearby, also had her smile frozen on her face.

"W-what does this mean?"

The boy beside him was completely stunned.

He rubbed his eyes hard, thinking he had seen wrong.

"How could it be the Dragon Nation?"

"And..."

"The countdown for the kill protection just ended!"

The boy's face was full of disbelief.

"It's been only a few seconds? Less than three, right? What the hell is going on?"

"Sibal!!!"

Jin Taicheng let out a roar of furious rage.

The wild lightning on his body even began to lose control slightly.

"This is impossible!"

"I haven't even had time to make a move; how could he have already finished killing it?"

Jin Taicheng's eyes were bloodshot, like a mad beast.

This was the first-kill reward!

That was a legendary exclusive weapon that was guaranteed to drop!

More importantly.

This supreme honor announced across the entire battlefield.

It was supposed to belong to him, Jin Taicheng!

It was supposed to belong to the Great Han Nation!

Li Zhiyan swallowed hard.

"Taicheng oppa..."

"Could it be... could it be that this battlefield made a mistake?"

"Otherwise, how could the Dragon Nation, with only one person, be so much faster than us?"

Jin Taicheng gritted his teeth tightly.

His gaze fixed on that name on the announcement.

"Lin Mo..."

"Lin Mo..."

Jin Taicheng murmured.

The boy beside him suddenly spoke up:

"Taicheng hyung! I understand now!"

"The one the Dragon Nation sent in isn't a proper combat class at all!"

"What they sent in is that so-called Team Fuben specialized class!"

"Think about it, Taicheng hyung."

"In this world, what normal combat class could instantly one-shot a level-40 BOSS at a level below 40 right now?"

"There is none!"

"Unless he possesses some specialized mechanism specifically targeting Team Fubens and monsters!"

"As long as certain special conditions are met, he can directly cause the BOSS to die!"

"That is the key figure who previously broke the Adams family records!"

The boy snorted coldly.

"Hmph."

"The Dragon Nation just wants to disgust us."

"They deliberately sent this specialized class in to steal the spotlight for this first kill!"

Hearing the boy's analysis.

Li Zhiyan also breathed a sigh of relief.

"That makes sense."

"I was saying, how could anyone in this world be stronger than Taicheng oppa?"

"He's probably just a useless person who happens to be good at killing monsters."

Li Zhiyan disdainfully curled her lips.

"The Dragon Nation people are only capable of this much."

"Knowing they absolutely can't beat us head-on, they send this specialized class in to steal the spotlight."

"They really take shamelessness to the extreme!"

Listening to the two people beside him discuss.

Jin Taicheng's expression eased slightly.

However.

The fury in his eyes had still not subsided.

"Good, good, good…"

"A specialized class, is that it?"

"I'd like to see whether this Lin Mo can specialize against us as well."

Jin Taicheng turned his head.

His gaze fell on the one-eyed giant demon BOSS ahead that was roaring at the sky.

"Listen up, everyone!"

"Take down this BOSS for me, and then…"

"Find that Lin Mo's coordinates in the Dragon Nation, and have a little fun…"

Jin Taicheng's whole body erupted in a blaze of Lei Guang, a bloodthirsty glint flashing through his eyes.

……

At the same time.

The Myriad Nations Battlefield, Eastern Sector.

In the desolate rift valley where the Ying Nation's Ghost God Troop was stationed.

Yagyu Ken'ichi gripped that legendary exclusive weapon tightly in both hands.

His entire body held the posture of one ready to sprint.

Just a few seconds ago.

The instant the countdown ended, he had even fine-tuned his breathing to perfection.

"This…"

"Dragon Nation warzone… Lin Mo?"

"First kill?!"

Yagyu Ken'ichi's voice was a little hoarse.

He even suspected he was hallucinating.

Kannazuki Kyo stood to one side, his face dark.

"Bastards!"

Yagyu Ken'ichi finally came back to his senses.

"Cheating!"

"It has to be cheating!"

"The countdown only just ended — how could he possibly have killed a level-40 BOSS?"

The other Ghost God Troop members also exploded into an uproar.

"That's absolutely impossible!"

"Even if all twenty of us focused fire, it'd take at least several minutes!"

"He's only one person!"

Just then.

Tiancao Zongyilang stepped forward.

He took a deep breath and pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"It's obvious that the single person the Dragon Nation sent this time is that Team Fuben specialized class, Lin Mo."

"Specialized class?"

Yagyu Ken'ichi let out a contemptuous laugh.

"What nonsense."

"I thought it was some once-in-a-generation genius — gave me quite a scare."

"A specialized class… specialized against monster BOSSes, right? Then he can just wait to die."

"Not quite."

Tiancao Zongyilang shook his head.

"Do you really think everyone in the Dragon Nation is a fool?"

"If it's a class that can target monster BOSSes, do you have any idea how valuable that is?"

"It would mean a powerful existence capable of stamping their nation's name on every raid record in the world."

"For a country, that's face."

"Do you really think the Dragon Nation would be stupid enough to send such an important class alone into this perilous Myriad Nations Battlefield?"

Hearing this.

A glint passed through Kannazuki Kyo's eyes.

"Tiancao."

"You mean…"

Tiancao Zongyilang took a deep breath, his gaze fixed on Kannazuki Kyo's eyes:

"Class monitor."

"I believe this Lin Mo is very likely specialized not only against monsters, but possibly against humans as well."

"Put simply…"

"It's that this Lin Mo — and even the entire Dragon Nation high command — believe that he alone is enough to handle the other seven nations in the Myriad Nations Battlefield, us included!"

"Not what we assumed before — that they'd given up on this Myriad Nations Battlefield and only sent one person in here to die."

"He... is definitely not that simple!"

The moment those words fell.

Ryusei Kenichi opened his mouth, but didn't know how to retort.

That's right.

The higher-ups of Dragon Country aren't fools—how could they possibly send such an important profession to die for nothing?

Kannazuki Kyo fell silent for a moment.

"Amakusa, your analysis is indeed correct."

"It seems this Dragon Country person called Lin Mo really isn't simple."

Kannazuki Kyo looked up at the hazy gray sky.

"However..."

"Now he snatched the first kill of the entire battlefield, and his coordinates were automatically broadcast."

Kannazuki Kyo let out a cold laugh.

"Given the explosive temper of that Great Cold Country captain, he's probably already furious—he'll definitely go find Lin Mo first thing."

A glint flashed in Ryusei Kenichi's eyes.

"What the squad leader means is..."

"We let the Cold Country dogs scout the way?"

Kannazuki Kyo nodded.

"Exactly."

"Since we don't know Lin Mo's depth, let's have Jin Taicheng test his mettle."

"If Lin Mo is a paper tiger, Jin Taicheng kills him, and then we go over and kill Jin Taicheng."

"If Lin Mo really is that strong..."

"Then let the Great Cold Country people wear down Lin Mo's stamina."

Kannazuki Kyo turned around, looking toward the BOSS ahead.

"We're not in a rush right now."

"Let's take down the BOSS in front of us first."

"And then..."

"Slowly close in on those coordinates."