Chapter 283: Hurry Up and Come Die

"This…"

"All dead?"

Twenty members of the Yingguo Ghost Spirit Clan stood in the cold wind.

Every eye was locked onto the system panel.

All members of the Great Han Nation had gone dark.

A cold sweat beaded on Liu Sheng Jianyi's forehead.

"Great Han Nation…"

"White Tiger Camp…"

"They're all wiped out… just like that?"

He lifted his head and gazed toward the direction where the thunderclouds had gathered.

"Could it be… that terrifying divine wrath just now wasn't unleashed by the Han people, but… by that Lin Mo?"

"Impossible…"

"How could Longguo produce someone this strong?"

"Huh…"

Shinomochi Kyō took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

"Good thing the Great Han Nation's idiot dogs paved the way for us. It seems… this might be that Longguo man's trump card."

Shinomochi Kyō narrowed his eyes.

"No wonder the Longguo high command dared send him in alone."

"So he's holding a skill of this caliber."

"What kind of skill could have this kind of power?!"

Liu Sheng Jianyi's face was filled with doubt.

"High-grade skill."

Tiancao Zongyilang spoke softly beside him.

Upon hearing this, Liu Sheng Jianyi instinctively dismissed it:

"What nonsense?"

"A high-grade skill?"

"Don't even joke!"

"Even the top prodigy of the Adams family couldn't master a high-grade skill at this level!"

Hearing Liu Sheng Jianyi's words,

the other Yingguo students nodded in agreement.

They were all top prodigies.

They knew better than anyone how absurdly high the threshold for high-grade skills was.

Even after witnessing that terrifying thunderclap divine wrath, they refused to believe it was unleashed by someone their own age and rank.

"Then how do you explain that divine wrath?"

Tiancao Zongyilang countered.

Liu Sheng Jianyi snorted.

"That's easy to explain."

"This Ten Thousand Nations Battlefield is a special place—there are countless things here we still don't understand."

"I'd rather believe it's a newly spawned disaster mechanism in this battlefield!"

The more Liu Sheng Jianyi spoke, the more reasonable it sounded.

"Yes!"

"It's definitely a disaster!"

"That Han team captain—he's clearly a brainless brute, just screaming like an idiot."

"That's what happens to brutes! Dying's only natural!"

Hearing Liu Sheng Jianyi's analysis,

many Yingguo students found it convincing.

"That makes sense…"

"At this level, how could anyone possibly master a high-grade skill?"

"Right, it must be a new disaster mechanism!"

"Hmph, the Han dogs got what they deserved—served them right for being so arrogant."

Shinomochi Kyō listened to the chatter around him.

He found every point reasonable.

"Let's go take a look."

Shinomochi Kyō turned his head toward a thin, small boy in the crowd.

"Kojirō."

"Yes!"

The boy named Kojirō stepped forward immediately.

He was an SSS-rank Summoner.

"Summon your flying familiar."

Shinomochi Kyō ordered coldly.

"Go to Lin Mo's coordinates and find out what's going on."

"Yes!"

Kojirō didn't dare delay.

Hum!

A ball of flame coalesced in midair.

A massive crow, its body wrapped in fire and eyes glowing crimson, flapped its wings and took flight.

"Go."

Kojirō pointed toward Lin Mo's coordinates.

"Caw!"

The Crimson Flame Crow let out a piercing screech and shot toward Lin Mo's direction at high speed.

…

At the same moment.

Ten Thousand Nations Battlefield, Western Ruins.

Boom!

A furious four-headed stone gargoyle let out an agonized shriek.

Its massive body crashed to the ground, shaking the earth.

"Huh…"

Amir, bare-chested, slowly exhaled a cloud of stale air.

Behind him,

the spectral image of the Six-Armed Deity faded into the air.

"It's over."

"Rajat."

Amir spoke calmly.

"Lord Amir, I'm here!"

Rajat hurried over eagerly.

"Which number are we among those who killed the boss?"

Amir asked casually.

In his view,

aside from Lin Mo—who had somehow snatched the first kill with his specialized class—

their Tianzhu Nation should be second.

Rajat immediately opened his system panel upon hearing the question.

He looked.

Rajat's face froze.

"This…"

"Speak."

Amir frowned slightly.

After a pause, Rajat spoke carefully:

"L…Lord."

"We… are fourth."

At these words,

Amir's fingers, turning the prayer beads, suddenly stopped.

"The fourth?"

He raised an eyebrow.

He hadn't expected that Yingguo and Hanguo had both beaten them to it.

But soon, he sneered:

"Looks like our Gargoyle boss is just too strong."

"They got lucky—none of us got the first kill anyway. The sneaky Dragon Country folks snatched it all. Whatever."

Amir glanced at the gargoyle's corpse on the ground.

"Four heads, four lives—slowed my rhythm to a crawl."

"Besides…"

"I'm a profession built for killing."

"Fighting mindless, high-health, high-defense monsters isn't my strength."

Hearing Amir's explanation,

the Indian prodigies around him immediately chimed in.

"Exactly!"

"This boss is just too tanky! So annoying! Slowed us down!"

"Amir's strength is unquestionably the best in the world!"

Listening to their flattery,

Amir's expression softened somewhat.

Just then,

Rajat ventured cautiously:

"Lord Amir..."

"There's one more thing."

"The Great Hanguo White Tiger Battalion…"

"Annihilated!"

"What?!"

This time,

a flicker of emotion finally appeared in Amir's eyes.

He looked at his panel.

Sure enough,

Hanguo's column was completely black.

0/20!

Amir's brow furrowed tightly.

"Did all the Hanguo dogs die?"

"Lord Amir..."

Rajat broke into a cold sweat.

"Could it… be that Dragon Country's man did it?"

"Didn't Lin Mo from Dragon Country send a message taunting everyone to come to his coordinates?"

"The Hanguo people are always the most hot-headed—they must've rushed there first."

"Hmph…"

Amir scoffed, cutting off Rajat's speculation.

"Rajat, your brain is getting dumber by the day."

"One man from Dragon Country wiped out the entire White Tiger Battalion?"

"Do you think that's possible?"

Rajat froze.

"But sir… they really are dead…"

Amir sneered.

"They're dead, yes—but how they died? That's another matter."

"Don't forget."

"Yingguo also killed the boss before we did."

"In my view, Hanguo and Yingguo were both heading toward the Dragon Country man's coordinates."

"And they ran into each other on the way…"

After hearing Amir's reasoning,

Rajat stared for two seconds, then suddenly understood.

"Your wisdom is unmatched!!!"

"I knew it! One Dragon Country man couldn't possibly kill twenty Hanguo prodigies!"

"If Yingguo did it, it makes perfect sense!"

The Indian prodigies around him now gazed at Amir with worshipful eyes.

"Amir's reasoning is flawless!"

As the crowd showered him with praise,

a message appeared on everyone's panels.

【Dragon Country: Hey, the Hanguo dogs are all dead, dropping loot everywhere. What about the rest of you? Lost? Broken legs? Don't make me wait too long—hurry over and die. I'm in a rush.】