Chapter 293: Hide, You Must Hide!

The four-nation alliance sank into silence.

After a long while,

Siam's team captain, Sompa, finally spoke, breaking the suffocating stillness.

"Since the other three nations have all been wiped out by Lin Mo of Dragon Country, what should we do next?"

He looked around.

"Hide from that Dragon Country man and keep hunting bosses elsewhere?"

As soon as he said this,

"No!"

Wu Kelin, captain of the Ma Bian nation, interrupted without hesitation.

His expression was extremely serious.

"We absolutely cannot hunt any more bosses!"

"Don't forget—every time you kill a boss, the entire battlefield is notified, and the kill coordinates are exposed!"

Wu Kelin spoke rapidly.

"Although the coordinates aren't real-time,

Lin Mo has already eliminated the other three nations, proving his mobility is certainly not slow."

"We have eighty people on this ship—it's too heavy."

"I'm certain that before we even kill a few bosses, Lin Mo will find us."

"Then what do we do?"

Listening to Wu Kelin's analysis,

Ruan Wen, captain of the Yue nation, clenched his dagger tightly.

His face flushed red with bitter frustration.

"Are we just going to hide forever and do nothing?"

Ruan Wen gritted his teeth.

"This is so fucking humiliating!"

"We're the top prodigies, painstakingly selected from our respective nations!"

"Are we just going to cower like turtles?!"

Ruan Wen stepped forward sharply.

"My suggestion is: go elite!"

"Eighty people is too large a target—it's easy to get caught."

"Let's pick the twenty strongest from these eighty!"

"Form a highly mobile elite squad!"

"Kill bosses at top speed, grab the special weapons, and retreat immediately!"

"The rest scatter and hide!"

After hearing Ruan Wen's proposal,

Su Xiluo, captain of the Thousand Islands nation, and Song Pa, captain of Siam, both wore conflicted expressions.

They were also the top prodigies of their own nations in this age group.

They shared nearly the same thoughts as Ruan Wen.

Hiding until the end of the Ten Thousand Nations Battlefield was simply too humiliating.

Su Xiluo sighed.

"We all entered carrying the honor of our nations."

"If we truly hide from start to finish,

and word gets out back home that we were so terrified by a single Dragon Country man that we dared not even fight a boss…"

"How can we ever face people again?"

"Exactly—our faces would be completely ruined."

Song Pa nodded in agreement.

Wu Kelin glanced at the three of them and sneered:

"Face?"

"Ruan Wen, are you out of your mind?"

"Is your so-called elite squad stronger than the White Tiger Squad of Han Country? Than the combined force of Shen Wuyue Jing and Amir?"

"How long has it been since we entered? They're already dead."

"On what grounds do you think your twenty picked men can even stand against Lin Mo?"

Ruan Wen's face flushed.

"If we kill fast enough, kill and run—"

"Run?"

Wu Kelin cut him off directly.

"Can you outrun that demon?"

"As long as we're hunting bosses, our coordinates keep exposing us—it's only a matter of time before we're caught."

Saying this,

Wu Kelin turned his gaze to the other two.

"I ask you—"

"Is your life more important, or the Special Weapon?"

"If you're dead, who do you save face for? The King of Hell?"

"Great Han, Ying, and Tianzhu—their strength was definitely not weak, right? Now they're all completely screwed!"

Ruan Wen opened his mouth.

The dagger in his hand dropped limply.

He had no words to reply.

Brother Song Pa let out a long sigh.

"Wu Kelin is right."

"Face is nothing; staying alive is what matters most."

Su Xiluo sighed as well and nodded.

"Then let's just hunker down, brothers."

"No more farming mobs; let's find a place to hide."

"The World Battlefield is so vast; he definitely won't find us."

The eighty geniuses no longer showed their previous high spirits.

Each one looked as if they had lost their parents.

Their only hope now was for time to pass quickly.

After all, they currently held a full eighty Special Weapons in their hands.

That Great Demon King would have no reason not to guess.

Such a massive quantity of Special Weapons absolutely could not fall into the hands of the Great Demon King Lin Mo.

Meanwhile.

Dragon Country, Capital University.

Team Fuben Central Square.

The crowd was in an uproar.

The entire square was almost overturned by the earth-shattering cheers.

"The Great Demon King is awesome! The Great Demon King is invincible under heaven!"

"Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap!!!"

"Ying and Tianzhu, just some chickens and clay dogs? They were instantly wiped out by the Great Demon King!"

The students watching were extremely excited.

Unlike the Four-Nation Alliance inside the battlefield, they had witnessed with their own eyes the simultaneous instant destruction of Ying and Tianzhu.

They knew clearly that such a clean and decisive instant kill, such a crushing domination regardless of numerical superiority.

Besides their Great Demon King Lin Mo, who else could achieve this?

At the very front of the square.

The Long Xu Ban atmosphere was even more fervent to the extreme.

"Aaaaaah!"

Han Mengqing jumped up excitedly.

"Class Monitor my lord is too handsome!"

"I knew it! I knew those foreigners weren't enough for Class Monitor my lord to kill alone!"

"Instant kill! All instant kills!"

Wang Dawei was so excited his face turned red.

"Class Monitor is awesome! Class Monitor is number one under heaven!"

"Let those bastards know who is the number one hegemon of the Blue Star!"

Ye Kong shook his head and sighed.

"Scary."

"Forty top geniuses, even if they stood still and let me kill them, I'd still need half a day..."

Han Mengyao looked at the Dragon Country war zone situation above the Team Fuben rift and murmured:

"No wonder it's Class Monitor..."

"No wonder it's... Class Monitor, who is enough to suppress an era."

In front of the Long Xu Ban.

A group of big shots were also beaming with joy at this moment.

Xu Wenchang laughed without any decorum.

"Hahahaha!"

"Good kid! You did it so brilliantly!"

"Satisfying! So satisfying!"

Principal Guhe stood straight, his old eyes full of gratification.

"Good, very good."

"Hahahahaha!"

Nie Zhen Guo also laughed heartily to the sky.

Although at this moment, there was no concrete evidence to prove that the seven nations were currently jointly besieging Dragon Country in the World Battlefield.

But Nie Zhen Guo trusted his own judgment and his understanding of the Adams family.

An astonishing aura erupted from Nie Zhen Guo.

"This boy Lin Mo is telling the whole world with his fists."

"The Dragon Nation cannot be insulted!"

In the crowd.

Lin Tianhao raised his chin high.

"You all, be more steady."

"There will be many more situations like this in the future."

"If later my son alone destroys that so-called Adams family, won't your jaws drop?"