Chapter 278: Hurry Up and Get Over Here

At the same time.

The Ten Nations Battlefield, western ruins.

The Indian Nation zone.

"A… Amir Lord."

Rajat stammered.

"The first kill… it's gone."

Amir had his eyes closed.

Hearing this, he slowly opened them.

"Dragon Nation? Lin Mo?"

A flicker of surprise passed through his eyes.

But soon.

That surprise was replaced by deep arrogance.

He didn't even furrow his brow.

Rajat, however, wore an expression of utter disbelief.

"My lord, how is this possible?!"

"In an instant!"

"Less than three seconds, he killed a level 40 boss?!"

"This… this… this can't be!"

The Indian Nation prodigies around him began murmuring among themselves.

"Did the Dragon Nation use some item?"

"Or did they unlock a brand-new class that can instantly kill bosses?"

"How shameless! How dare they steal Lord Amir's first kill!"

Listening to the commotion,

Amir spoke calmly.

"Quiet."

"No need to be alarmed."

"Just some petty tricks of an inferior race."

Amir rotated the beads on his wrist.

"Don't you understand?"

This Lin Mo is the student the instructors discussed—the one capable of delivering an instant death verdict to bosses through special means.

"But most likely, it only works on bosses."

Hearing Amir's explanation,

Rajat suddenly understood.

"So it's him!"

"I knew it—no one could be stronger than Lord Amir!"

Rajat sneered.

"The Dragon Nation only knows how to pull such underhanded tricks."

"Lord Amir, since his coordinates are exposed, should we go now?"

The other prodigies chimed in.

"Yes, my lord!"

"Let's take the special weapon he just got!"

Yet.

Amir gently shook his head.

"Not yet."

His eyes held extreme arrogance.

"A class specialized against monsters—on the battlefield, it's probably weaker than even a common level 40 monster."

"Kill this boss first."

Amir's gaze settled on the stone gargoyle boss roaring in the distance.

"As for that Dragon Nation man… Lin Mo?"

Amir sneered.

"His coordinates have already been broadcast."

"Let other nations deal with him—he's not worth my effort."

"We only need to wait. When the others have fought over him enough, then we step in and take control."

"Our job is to control everything."

…

Meanwhile, on the other side.

The southern marshlands.

The eighty prodigies of the Four Nations Alliance.

One moment ago, they had been fired up—now, after the first kill announcement, they fell into deathly silence.

Song Pa clenched his fists.

His facial muscles twitched uncontrollably.

Ruan Wen's dagger stopped spinning.

Wu Kelin was so stunned he didn't even notice his glasses sliding down to his nose.

Su Xiluo gaped, mouth agape, unable to close it.

He finally couldn't hold back.

"Wh… what the hell?"

"First kill gone in under three seconds?"

"Has there ever been a first kill this fast?"

Song Pa glanced at him.

"No. I've never heard of anything faster than two or three minutes…"

Remember this:

Their eighty men, eighty special weapons,

had come to compete with the prodigies of Ying Nation, Great Han Nation, and Indian Nation for the first kill.

And now, a single Dragon Nation man stole it?

One man??

How could one man be faster than eighty of them??

Ruan Wen gripped his dagger tightly, face dark:

"It must be the one our instructors speculated about—the Dragon Nation's dungeon-specialized class."

Wu Kelin pushed up his glasses, regaining his usual calm.

"Yes."

"Our instructors suspected the same."

"Only this explanation makes sense."

"Only a class specially designed to kill monsters could achieve this."

Hearing this explanation,

the group's emotions stabilized slightly.

Just a monster-specialized class—nothing to fear.

"Then…"

Song Pa frowned.

"Should we go find this Lin Mo? He's already confirmed to have a special weapon."

"No."

Wu Kelin analyzed coolly:

"We can't go."

"The mad dogs of Great Han Nation, the treacherous bastards of Ying Nation, the lunatics of Indian Nation—"

"They've all already locked onto that location."

Wu Kelin pushed his glasses up; the lenses flashed with sharp light.

"If we rush there now,"

"we'll become the target of everyone."

"After they finish wiping out the Dragon Nation, if they see the Four Nations Alliance, they might unite against us."

Su Xiluo nodded in agreement.

"Exactly."

"We may have more people, but against the combined forces of their three nations, our numerical advantage is diluted—we're not necessarily stronger than them."

Song Pa pondered for a moment.

Finally, he made his decision.

"Fine."

"Then let's ignore that Dragon Nation man for now."

"Let those three mad dogs fight it out."

"By then, those three mad dogs will probably be biting each other."

Song Pa turned around and looked toward the venomous giant frog ahead.

"Let's keep farming our boss."

"Wait until they're all three utterly worn out."

"That's when our four-nation alliance will truly strike!"

The Ten Nations Battlefield, the region where Lin Mo was.

The smoke had not yet cleared.

A cold wind blew through.

Before Lin Mo, the ten-meter-tall undead armor giant now lay on the ground, dissolving into countless specks of light, scattering with the wind.

Lin Mo yawned boredly.

"That's it?"

"A level 40 boss?"

"It doesn't even feel as strong as the bosses in group dungeons."

Lin Mo shook his head.

He stepped forward and picked up the loot glow lying on the ground.

It was the exclusive weapon guaranteed to drop on first kill.

【Thunder Abyss Spear】

【Attributes: Strength +600, Constitution +500】

【Effect 1: Thunder's Wrath (Attacks deal an additional 20% lightning damage and have a chance to trigger absolute paralysis)】

【Effect 2: Abyss Piercing (Ignores 30% of the target's physical defense)】

【Effect 3: Survival Against All Odds (When HP falls below 20%, activates a shield that absorbs damage equal to 50% of maximum HP; cooldown: 24 hours)】

Looking at the spear's attributes,

Lin Mo raised an eyebrow.

"A spear?"

"Pity—it's lightning-affiliated. Otherwise, Han Mengyao might've been able to use it."

"I'll just keep it for now."

Lin Mo shook his head and stowed the exclusive weapon into his inventory.

Immediately after,

he glanced at the first-kill notification and smirked dismissively.

He opened the private chat channel of Great Han Nation.

【Hey, Han Nation dogs, I've already cleared the first kill and am sunbathing—why haven't you finished yet?】

【Are you guys in Great Han Nation too poor to afford food? Can't you even kill a monster without dragging it out?】

【Hurry up, don't make me wait too long—I'm about to fall asleep.】

Sent.

Lin Mo's lips curled slightly.

You know what? Picking fights with words was kind of satisfying.

Isn't that why there are so many keyboard warriors?

The difference is, I'm not just a keyboard warrior who only talks—I'm one who can also fight hard battles.

"Tsk."

Lin Mo clicked his tongue, feeling it wasn't enough.

He decided to privately message the players from the other six nations.

【Hello everyone, I'm Lin Mo from the Dragon Nation.】

【You already know my coordinates—I'm right here, not running or hiding.】

【You've got half an hour. If you're fast, come over now. I'm in a hurry. Thanks.】

【Don't show up, you're dogs.】