Starting with 10,000 times the experience, and you're calling me a terrible player?

The destruction lasted only three seconds.

Three seconds later, a layer of ground within a radius of thirty meters was scraped off.

The bluestone slabs were shattered into dust.

The lamppost was twisted into a pretzel shape.

The flower bed disappeared completely.

The seven third-tier thugs left nothing intact.

There were no corpses, no severed limbs, not even a drop of blood.

A Whirlwind Slash with 370,000 HP and a 226.9x attack power coefficient is no different from using a nuclear bomb to blow up ants for a Tier 3 character.

After the storm subsided, only a few deep, swirling cut marks remained on the square, as if a giant had drawn a perfect circle on the ground with a knife.

Lin Mo sheathed his sword.

Lin Yao, sitting above him, just stared blankly, unable to utter a single word.

"Walk."

Lin Mo turned and walked deeper into the campus.

He remembered that quite a few monsters had appeared at the school earlier.

He had already cleaned up Bai'er, but the things that had crawled out from underground were still there.

The ground beneath my feet was still trembling slightly.

The further in you go, the more severe the damage becomes.

The outer wall of the teaching building was smashed, leaving several huge holes.

The running track on the playground was turned upside down.

Half of the library's dome has collapsed.

A series of magical explosions could be heard coming from the direction of the administration building in the distance.

And the sound of people arguing.

Lin Mo quickened his pace.

Two groups of people were facing off in the square in front of the administration building.

Standing on the left were Vice Principals Wang Jingzhe and Jiang Changwu, as well as Song Wanqing, Dean of the School of Pharmaceutical Sciences, and other deans and teachers.

Wang Jingzhe, Jiang Changwu, and the others were all enveloped in the fluctuations of fifth-level magical power, but they all had some injuries.

Song Wanqing and the other teachers and dean stood behind them, leaning on crutches, with obvious burn marks on the back of their hands.

There was another group of people standing on the right.

The leader was an elderly man wearing a dark gold robe, with gray hair, a thin face, and very high cheekbones.

He exuded the powerful aura of a peak fifth-level cultivator.

He wore a clan emblem engraved with the character "Zhang" around his waist.

Several middle-aged men stood behind him, all possessing the same aura of the fifth-level cultivator.

Six five-turn upgrades.

People from the Zhang family.

"Wang Jingzhe, I'm saying this one last time."

The old man with gray hair spoke softly, but every word he uttered was like a stone striking the ground.

"Hand over Lin Mo."

"This matter ends here. The Zhang family will not pursue the matter further, and Tianfu University can continue to enjoy all the resources provided by the Zhang family."

"You know that more than 70% of the high-level potions and more than 40% of the refined minerals in the entire alliance have to go through the Zhang family."

"Without the Zhang family's supplies, Tianfu University wouldn't even last a semester."

Wang Jingzhe wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said coldly.

"Absolutely impossible! Lin Mo's existence is of paramount importance!"

"This is not something your Lin family is qualified to touch!"

"Being too greedy could lead to the downfall of the entire Lin family!"

The old man, called Zhang Wei, squinted his eyes.

"Of course I understand Lin Mo's value."

"Let's each compromise like this: you hand Lin Mo over to me, and I guarantee his life will not be threatened."

"You're dreaming!"

Wang Jingzhe sneered.

"There is no room for compromise regarding Lin Mo's matter!"

"Now I'd like to ask you something!"

"How did the seal beneath the school break? How did Bai E escape? And where did those giant monsters come from?"

"Do you want me to answer for you?"

"Your Zhang family has committed a grave offense! The Alliance will not let you get away with this!"

Zhang Wei's expression remained unchanged.

A middle-aged man behind him spoke up:

"The loosening of the seal was an accident and has nothing to do with the Zhang family."

"fart."

Song Wanqing took a step forward, leaning on her cane; her voice was hoarse but firm.

"The core of the reinforced seal array was made with materials from the Zhang family. Only you could have tampered with it."

Zhang Wei glanced at Song Wanqing and raised an eyebrow.

There was no anger, no denial.

It's that kind of "you're right, but so what?" expression.

"We'll investigate the sealing matter later."

"Now I only need one answer."

"Lin Mo, should we pay or not?"

Hand over Lin Mo?

impossible.

Lin Mo's value is self-evident.

More importantly, handing over Lin Mo would be tantamount to turning against Su Xiaoli.

That was a born "king".

The alliance's prized possession, a strategic weapon for humanity's future.

The person she depended on for survival was sold by the school?

I don't even want to think about the consequences.

"I won't pay."

Wang Jingzhe uttered two words without hesitation.

Zhang Wei's eyes finally narrowed.

"So, does that mean a complete break with the Zhang family?"

"I don't think you've thought this through completely yet."

"Let me think it through for you."

Zhang Wei raised his right hand.

A jet-black circular magic array core slid out from his sleeve, its surface covered with dense ancient runes.

The moment the core of the magic circle was activated!

Deep within the campus, the ground trembled violently once again!

This time it was ten times more intense than before!

All the windows in the administration building shattered.

The ground trembled and cracked open in dozens of huge fissures, from which thick black mist poured out.

"roar--!"

A deafening roar came from the depths of the earth.

Hundreds of monsters, each the size of a small mountain, burst forth from the crack in the ground.

A level 205 six-armed stone-armored giant ape.

A level 227 Abyssal Spiny Centipede.

And the level 250 Lava Tyrant Dragon, which is over 20 meters long and entirely crimson.

Fragments of the sealing chains still remained on their bodies, their eyes were bloodshot, and they were in a state of extreme frenzy.

Students on campus screamed in despair.

"Zhang Wei! You're insane!"

Wang Jingzhe flew into a rage and unleashed his full power at the fifth level of his cultivation.

But as soon as he took a step, the five fifth-ranked players behind Zhang Wei attacked simultaneously.

Six intersecting magical barriers locked Wang Jingzhe, Jiang Changwu, Song Wanqing, and the others firmly in place.

I don't want to kill them.

It is a check and balance.

Other fourth-level experts from the school also wanted to make a move, but they were all stopped by the fourth-level experts from the Zhang family!

Zhang Wei's voice was calm.

"Since you won't give it to us, we'll just take it ourselves!"

"The crown is on its way, Wang Jingzhe."

"You don't have much time to hesitate."

"If you hesitate any longer, not only will your students be killed by the monsters, but this place will also become your burial ground!"

The crown... is a special item that allows professionals to temporarily possess a portion of the power of a king.

If Zhang Wei were to use the crown here, then no one would be his match!

Just as Wang Jingzhe was trying to break through the blockade.

A voice came from the entrance to the administration building plaza.

"What a coincidence! What kind of party are you having?"

Everyone turned to look at the source of the sound.

Lin Mo, dressed in silver-white armor and carrying a pristine white platinum longsword, walked step by step down the path strewn with rubble.

His incredibly elegant movements, coupled with his handsome face, made him seem like an angel sent by heaven to save the world.

But for the first time, a crack appeared in the composed expression on Zhang Wei's face.

Lin Mo's presence here indicates that Zhang Hengyuan has failed.

Zhang Hengyuan's fate was predictable.

"Lin Mo, where's Heng Yuan?"

Zhang Wei still harbored a sliver of hope.

Lin Mo's lips curled slightly.

Suddenly, his smile became unrestrained and wild!

He then made an explosion gesture with his hand.

"Him—boom!"

"It's completely turned to ashes!"