Chapter 297: The Ultimate BOSS Descends!

Ten Thousand Nations Battlefield.

The Northern Wastes.

A gust of wind howled through the broken ruins, carrying sand and stone with it.

Boom!

A giant Shadow Leopard, its body over seven or eight meters tall, let out an utterly wretched wail.

Its massive frame slammed heavily into the ground.

Kicking up a skyful of dust.

Immediately after.

The Shadow Leopard's body dissolved into specks of light, scattering into the air.

Leaving behind only a clump of golden-glowing loot.

Lin Mo, astride Da Bai's back, spotted the golden glow on the ground.

His eyes lit up.

"Oh?"

"Did it drop?"

He patted Da Bai on the neck.

Da Bai advanced with elegant steps, slowly walking forward.

Lin Mo bent down.

And snatched the golden clump into his hand in one grab.

The light faded.

A Legendary-grade exclusive short blade appeared in his grip.

He glanced casually at its stats.

Passable, he supposed.

Lin Mo flipped it backhand and tossed it into his interface's system backpack.

Then.

He took a look at the exclusive weapons packed full inside his backpack.

Lin Mo couldn't help but purse his lips.

"Luck is really shit."

"It's been almost five hours now, right?"

"Killed dozens of BOSSes at least — apart from the guaranteed first-kill drop, only two more dropped."

"That drop rate is truly touching."

"No wonder these exclusives are so rare."

Lin Mo shook his head.

He really couldn't compliment the Ten Thousand Nations Battlefield's drop rate.

Still, he didn't pay it much mind.

Although the drop rate for exclusives was abysmal, the EXP from killing BOSSes was solid as could be.

Lin Mo glanced at his interface stats.

【Current Level: LV. 44 (85%)】

Looking at that number.

The corners of Lin Mo's mouth curved up slightly.

"Not bad."

"Consider it just coming in to grind levels."

"Gotta say, the leveling efficiency here on the Ten Thousand Nations Battlefield is genuinely insane."

Lin Mo sighed in admiration.

If he were outside.

To go from Level 40 to Level 44.

Even with his fully automatic leveling cheat, it'd still take four or five days.

But right now.

Here on the Ten Thousand Nations Battlefield.

The ground was littered with LV. 40 BOSSes.

No one to steal his kills.

All the EXP was his alone.

In less than five hours, he'd shot up four whole levels!

And judging by the progress bar, he was about to break through to Level 45 any moment now.

"If I could monopolize this place and farm it every day from now on, that'd be perfect."

Lin Mo contentedly closed his stats panel.

Then.

He opened his communications panel.

He glanced at the reports from the other four nations.

Dead silent.

Not a single message popping up.

There were no system notifications from any nation killing a Boss.

Lin Mo frowned.

It had been exactly five hours since the last kill notification from the other four nations.

During these five hours.

The teams from those four nations had vanished as if they'd disappeared from the face of the earth.

They hadn't killed a single Boss.

Lin Mo found it ridiculous.

He skillfully extended his finger and began composing a message.

Clicked send.

【Dragon Nation: Hey, are you guys moles? Which hole did you crawl into?】

【Dragon Nation: Come out and farm! Don't you care about all these Bosses lying around?】

【Dragon Nation: Just casually took down a cheetah—dropped a legendary shortblade. Feeling sorry for you guys, I'm donating it to you out of great-nation courtesy.】

【Dragon Nation: Coordinates (X: 5661, Y: 2314). It's just lying on the ground.】

【Dragon Nation: Hurry up and grab it—no second chances.】

He sent several messages in a row.

He broadcast them to the remaining four nations.

After sending them.

Lin Mo looked at the history log.

The screen was filled with his own messages.

"That's dozens already."

"Can these guys really be this calm?"

"Not even a single word?"

Lin Mo shook his head.

During these five hours, every time he killed a Boss, he'd casually send a message over.

All kinds of mockery.

All kinds of provocation.

But.

The other side was as dead as a stone—no reaction at all.

"Boring."

Lin Mo lifted his head.

He looked at the gray, hazy sky and the endless wasteland stretching before him.

Unfortunately, the Ten Nations Battlefield was simply too vast.

It was like an independent little world.

To find eighty people deliberately hiding here.

Was like searching for a needle in a haystack.

"I give up on these cowards."

"They won't even farm Bosses—just hole up, huh?"

Lin Mo sighed.

In his skill bar.

【【Fireball Spell】 was frantically bouncing up and down, looking agitated.】

【"So annoying! So annoying!"】

【"These ants! These useless trash!"】

【"How much longer are they going to hide?!"】

【"It's been five hours! Five hours already!"】

【"I haven't even had a chance to strike yet!"】

【"Do they know how terrifying my Nine Yang Burning Heaven Art is, and are so scared they won't even show their heads?"】

【"Cowards! The biggest cowards in the world!"】

As Xiao Huo roared.

【【Ice Spike Spell】 let out a cold snort.】

【"Hmph, what a bunch of garbage—they can't even compare to my master's single hair."】

Saying this,

【Ice Spike Spell】 changed tone, becoming sweet and dreamy as it gazed adoringly at Lin Mo.

【"Only a master with this fearless, commanding aura deserves my admiration~"】

【"Ah! I can't wait to be whipped hard by my master!"】

"..."

Lin Mo's lip twitched.

"Go away."

At that moment,

【Fireball Spell】 suddenly turned its attention toward 【Earth Shield Spell】.

【"Brother Two, are you even any good?!"】

【"Didn't you call yourself a ground radar?"】

【"Didn't you say you could sense vibrations?"】

【"It's been so long already — four nations, eighty people, such a massive group, and you still can't find them? What good are you?"】

After being scolded head-on like that by big brother.

【'Earth Shield Art' immediately shrank into a ball, looking aggrieved.】

【"Big brother… this isn't my fault…"】

【"Second brother, I really did my best!"】

【"But the range I can sense is at most about three to five kilometres…"】

【"And once the distance exceeds three kilometres, the sensing gets weaker and weaker…"】

【The voice of 'Earth Shield Art' grew even more aggrieved.】

【"The most crucial thing is, I can only sense objects moving on the ground!"】

【"If they just stay put without moving… then there's nothing I can do either…"】

Hearing Hearing Xiao Tu's explanation.

【'Fireball Art' got even angrier.】

【"Excuses! All of them excuses!"】

【"Trash is trash! Stop explaining!"】

【"This sovereign doesn't care! If you can't find them today, don't expect this sovereign to back you up anymore!"】

Watching yet another family dispute brewing.

Lin Mo quickly spoke up and cut them off.

"Alright, alright, stop arguing."

"This really can't be blamed on Xiao Tu."

"The Myriad Nations Battlefield is so vast, and if these people are deliberately hiding, of course they're hard to find."

Lin Mo soothed the aggrieved Hearing Xiao Tu a little.

Then he patted Big White on the head.

"Forget it, let's head back and search near their original coordinate point."

"I refuse to believe eighty people could leave behind not a single trace."

Lin Mo gave the order.

Big White let out a low growl, turned around, and prepared to run back the way they had come.

Just at that moment.

A notification suddenly popped up on Lin Mo's panel.

【Battlefield-wide Announcement!】

【LV. 50 Ultimate BOSS — 'Dragon of Destruction' will officially descend at coordinates (X: 2199, Y: 8754)!】

【Descent Countdown: Ten minutes!】

【Slaying this BOSS will drop the material: Divine Forge Stone!】

【Note: This BOSS is extremely dangerous. All warriors are advised to proceed with caution!】