Chapter 303: One Man, Suppressed an Era!

United States.

Adams Family Headquarters, West Side of Replica Plaza.

Silence.

More than a dozen senior members of the Adams Family remained silent.

All eyes were fixed on the massive battle report panel floating in midair.

【Great Han War Zone: 0/20】

【Ying War Zone: 0/20】

【Tianzhu War Zone: 0/20】

【Yue War Zone: 0/20】

【Qiandao War Zone: 0/20】

【Siam War Zone: 0/20】

【Ma Bian War Zone: 0/20】

【Long Country War Zone: 1/20】

"This…"

Finally.

One senior member broke the suffocating silence.

"What the hell is this?"

"All dead?"

"Seven countries, one hundred and forty top prodigies fully armed, sent to hunt down that one man from Long Country…"

"And they got wiped out?"

The senior turned his head to look at the others.

"Fuck!"

"This… even novels wouldn't dare write something like this?"

With his words.

The other seniors snapped back to reality.

"This can't be real…"

"How did Long Country manage this?"

"No matter how strong one man is, he couldn't possibly wipe out one hundred and forty fully armed prodigies from multiple countries at this level…"

"Are the prodigies from other countries all fucking pigs?"

"Exactly! We went through so much trouble forcing them to equip their students with specialized weapons—only to end up giving Long Country a gift?"

At this moment.

An elderly senior wore a grave expression.

"This man from Long Country can already slaughter a seven-nation alliance single-handedly."

"What if he grows unchecked?"

"When he reaches level sixty, level eighty, even enters the High Tier, ascends to the Supreme Tier…"

"Who will ever be able to contain Long Country again?"

As soon as he spoke.

All the seniors fell silent.

This was precisely the fear they most dreaded to confront.

The potential this Long Country man had displayed had already surpassed their understanding.

It was simply unheard of!

The Grand Elder stood quietly at the front.

His hair was completely silver.

Yet every wrinkle on his face looked cold and rigid.

At this moment.

The Grand Elder's personal secretary returned.

He approached the Grand Elder and began his report.

"Grand Elder."

"The tally is complete. The situation is dire…"

"Currently, the only two Adams Family operatives still contactable within Long Country…"

"Three remain contactable in Great Han."

"Two remain contactable in Tianzhu."

"All other nations' covert agents have lost contact—confirmed annihilated."

Upon hearing this report.

Carter frowned deeply, his face dark.

"How could there be so few?"

The secretary lowered his head and swallowed hard.

"Lord Carter…"

"A few days ago, Long Country launched a massive purge."

"Their actions were too fast, too brutal."

"Most of them were caught by the Tian Shu Bureau before they could react."

The Grand Elder turned his head toward the secretary.

"Who are our two survivors?"

The secretary answered quickly.

"Augustine and Samuel."

Upon hearing those names.

Carter paused.

"Them?"

Carter sneered.

"I remember they're quite strong."

"Even someone who just entered the High Tier wouldn't stand a chance against them."

The secretary nodded vigorously.

"Yes, Lord Carter."

"And the others from different nations weren't weak either."

"All were core combatants with high-tier skills."

Upon hearing this.

The Grand Elder asked no further questions.

He merely glanced at the battle report panel.

"Enough."

The Grand Elder turned around.

"I understand."

"Let's go back."

…

Meanwhile.

Long Country, Capital University.

Replica Center Plaza.

If the Adams Family side was deathly silent,

this place was a sea of jubilation!

"Great Demon King is awesome!!!"

Capital University students, faces flushed, screamed at the top of their lungs.

"So strong! So invincible!"

A third-year male student excitedly tore off his jacket and waved it wildly in the air.

"Now the foreign bastards finally see the real power of our Lin Mo, the Great Demon King!"

"Exactly! Exactly!"

"All those so-called elite prodigies from the Adams Family? If they meet Lin Mo, they'll just kneel and call him Dad!"

"Lin Mo is number one in the world!!!"

In the Long Xu Class camp, the atmosphere was equally explosive.

The nineteen top prodigies from across the nation were clearly Lin Mo's most fanatical admirers.

"Aaaaaaah!!!"

Han Mengqing jumped up and down in excitement.

"Lingxuan sister! Did you see that? Our class monitor slaughtered them all!"

"He alone wiped out seven nations!"

"I knew it—our class monitor is a god! An omnipotent god!"

Wang Dawei clenched his fists and swung wildly at the air.

"Damn, before entering the Ten Thousand Nations Battlefield, I worried our class monitor couldn't handle it alone."

"Now I think about it—was he even human?"

"He was a killing god!"

Among the crowd.

Ye Kong muttered to himself.

"This power… it makes you too terrified to even feel envy."

Han Mengyao shook her head, smiling bitterly.

"Our class monitor has long been on a different plane from us."

Then.

She clenched her fists, her eyes resolute.

"Our class monitor has carved a blood path for Longguo ahead of us."

"We can't be useless."

Ahead of Longxu Class.

Xu Wenchang rubbed his hands, face beaming with excitement.

"Hahahaha!"

"Good kid! Truly a good kid!"

Xu Wenchang stared at the data panel above the Fubenliefeng.

Behind the Longguo battle report were three golden weapon icons and one red material icon.

They indicated that defeating the boss had dropped three legendary exclusive weapons and one Divine Forging Stone.

"Three exclusive weapons, plus one Divine Forging Stone."

"This haul is pretty decent."

Hearing Xu Wenchang's words,

Guhe's principal also couldn't stop grinning.

"Indeed."

"Didn't expect this kid to get so lucky—actually spawned the final boss."

"I think it's been years since the last one appeared, right?"

Nie Zhenguo stood with his hands behind his back.

His face was also filled with a proud smile.

"Well done."

"This is… one man suppressing an entire era."

Lin Tianhao crossed his arms, face brimming with pride.

"Pfft."

"Look who's kid this is."

"Don't overreact."

Xu Wenchang rolled his eyes.

"Whose kid?"

"What's it got to do with you?"

"Lin Mo's achievements have utterly crushed yours by countless times over."

"Your face must be so thick even mosquitoes can't pierce it."

"????"

Lin Tianhao rolled up his sleeves.

"What do you mean?!"

At that moment,

Hum—!

The Ten Thousand Nations Battlefield rift trembled violently.

The previously blood-red glow rapidly retracted.

The edges of the rift glowed with a soft white light.

This meant the six-hour battlefield timer was about to end.

Seeing this,

The entire crowd fell silent, everyone staring fixedly at the rift.

Nie Zhenguo straightened his collar.

He suppressed his smile, his expression turning solemn.

"Let's go."

"Prepare to welcome our young hero."