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

The alliance leader wasn't angry; he simply stood in front of Lin Mo and smiled casually:

"That thing sealed underground is one of the Demon King's arms."

When the leader said this, his tone was as calm as if he were talking about a potato buried underground.

But everyone's expression changed.

"Three hundred years ago, the Dragon King and the Demon King had a great battle."

The leader squatted down and casually drew a circle on the ground with his finger.

"The Dragon King cast a curse on the Demon King."

"The Demon King forced all the curses into one of his arms, then cut it off."

"In the end, he personally sealed it here."

He tapped the ground with his finger.

"The two curses are of the same origin and structure. The Dragon Blood Soul Devouring Curse on your chest is a product of the Dragon King."

"It sensed the curse left by the Dragon King on the remains of the Underground Demon King."

That's why it resonates.

Lin Mo felt a headache coming on.

What a load of rubbish! Kill them all from now on!

"Then you said before that you weren't in a hurry to break the curse."

Lin Mo narrowed his eyes.

"Was he never going to help me at all?"

The alliance leader shook his head.

"You're overthinking it. Even the Dragon King's curse couldn't be broken by the Demon King, how could I possibly break it?"

"Moreover, this spell is a clue to tracking the Dragon King's remaining power."

He stood up and brushed off non-existent dust from his knees.

"The people of the Dragon Palace are collecting fragments of the Dragon King's power in an attempt to resurrect him."

"The curse on you can sense the location of those fragments."

"For the Alliance, this is currently the only way to locate the Dragon Palace operation."

Lin Mo understood.

To put it bluntly, it's being used as a radar.

"Why didn't you say so earlier?" Lin Mo rolled her eyes. "I thought you were genuinely concerned about me."

The leader of the alliance did not respond to this.

He looked at Lin Mo for a few seconds, then suddenly asked, "You're level 90 now?"

"yes."

Lin Mo nodded nonchalantly.

The alliance leader's lips twitched slightly.

This kid just changed jobs yesterday, right...?

30 to 90.

"I want to advance to the second tier." Lin Mo pressed his advantage.

The alliance leader's lips twitched.

You just completed your first transformation yesterday, and you're already doing your second one today?

He looked at Qin Lan.

Qin Lan's expression was subtle.

That subtle feeling of "I've given up trying to understand this person."

"Your agreement is fine."

Qin Lan's voice was very calm.

"I can't stop him, and neither can you."

The alliance leader remained silent for a few seconds.

What difficulty level do you want to play?

"Hell level".

Lin Mo answered even faster than the leader of the alliance asked the question.

The square fell silent again.

Qin Lan stared blankly at the sky.

Shen Yuntang covered her forehead.

Pei Jun opened his mouth as if to say something, but then remembered his experience at headquarters last time and swallowed his words back.

No one spoke up to stop them.

The last time someone tried to stop him, he single-handedly killed over three hundred prodigies, outlasted a Dragon Palace servant, and emerged alive and kicking.

This time?

Whatever.

The leader looked into Lin Mo's eyes.

There was no fear, no hesitation, and not even excitement in those eyes.

There is only one thing that is taken for granted.

It's as casual as choosing a hellish dungeon or deciding what to eat for lunch today.

"Can."

The alliance leader nodded.

"I'll have someone deliver the job change item to you tonight."

"You can enter the job change instance tomorrow."

Thanks.

Lin Mo turned to leave.

"Wait a moment."

The leader's voice came from behind.

Lin Mo stopped in his tracks.

"There's a high chance you'll encounter members of the Dragon Palace in the fragmented space of the second-tier Hell-level dungeon."

The leader's tone was slightly lower than before.

Be careful.

Lin Mo smiled, his words still arrogant.

"The Dragon Palace? It's nothing but a pile of clay and earthenware!"

The alliance leader nodded, his tone becoming serious.

"Since you level up so quickly, don't waste your time."

"Two turns, three turns, four turns, as fast as you can."

"The difference between first and third tiers is simply a difference in stats."

"More strength, more health, and stronger skills."

"But the fourth job advancement is different."

The leader of the alliance held up one finger.

"After the fourth job advancement, professionals can comprehend 'Domains'."

The moment that word was uttered, Qin Lan, Shen Yuntang, and Pei Jun's expressions all changed.

Not surprised.

It's the kind of solemnity that only comes when a forbidden zone is mentioned.

"What is a domain?" Lin Mo asked.

"The prototype of a law."

The alliance leader's tone remained indifferent.

"Every fourth-tier expert, at the moment of breakthrough, will condense their understanding of combat into an independent spatial rule."

"Within a domain, the rules are set by the domain's owner."

"Speed, power, elements, even causality—all can be distorted by the domain."

The leader raised his right hand, palm facing upward.

A transparent ball of light, the size of a fist, appeared on his palm.

The inside of the sphere of light is like a miniature world, with wind flowing and light refracting.

"For example, my field is called 'All Things Return to Stillness'."

"Within this realm, all magical fluctuations will be weakened to one-tenth of their original value."

The sphere of light dissipated.

"That's why the fourth job advancement is a watershed moment."

The alliance leader withdrew his hand and looked at Lin Mo.

"Below the fourth rank, no matter how high your stats are, you are like an ant when facing the suppression of the domain."

Ants.

This word silenced everyone in the square who was still conscious.

Qin Lan is at the fifth level.

Shen Yuntang is at the fifth level.

Pei Jun is at the fifth level.

They each have their own field.

Lin Mo only got one turn.

According to the leader of the alliance, in the face of a domain, he is no different from an ant.

Without a specific domain, there will always be a qualitative gap.

Lin Mo interrupted him.

The leader of the alliance stopped.

"You're saying the domain is only available after the fourth job advancement?"

"right."

"There have never been any exceptions," Pei Jun added.

Lin Mo glanced at the alliance leader, then at Pei Jun.

"I see—"

He responded.

Then he picked up the platinum longsword.

No one realized what he was going to do.

Lin Mo slowly raised his sword, the tip pointing skyward.

Then I gently rotated my wrist.

hum-

A deep resonance emanated from the sword.

It was space itself that was trembling.

With Lin Mo at the center, an invisible ripple spread outwards.

Where the ripples passed, the air became sharp.

The tender grass that had just sprouted on the ruins was cut off at the root.

The surface of the gravel had an impossibly smooth cut.

Pei Jun's smile froze.

Shen Yuntang's pupils suddenly dilated.

Qin Lan froze on the spot.

The ripples spread to a diameter of 100 meters within three seconds.

Within a hundred meters, all the dust, debris, and even the light itself floating in the air became distorted.

Countless thin, spiderweb-like silver blades spun silently in the air.

You can't see it, but you can feel it.

Every inch of air hides a knife.

This is not a skill.

This is--

"Domain, territory..."

Everyone was completely stunned at that moment!

Even the usually composed alliance leader was dumbfounded!

Blade Domain.

This is the advanced effect of Whirlwind Slash at level 1000.

If he so desires, all living beings within his domain will be instantly sliced ​​apart by his sharp blade.

Indistinguishable.

Continuous.

Absolutely defined area.

"you……"

The alliance leader spoke, his voice a tone lower than before.

"You gained a domain with just one transformation?"

Lin Mo slung the sword over his shoulder.

"It seems so."

"Does this count as a field? I'm not entirely sure."

He said this with such sincerity, as if he were asking for advice.

But the silver blades, floating like threads within a hundred-meter radius, clearly told everyone—

This is the fucking domain.

A field of genuine products and services.

"wrong."

The alliance leader came to his senses.

He raised his hand, and a wisp of golden light drifted from his fingertips, probing into Lin Mo's sword's domain.

The light was cut off the moment it came into contact with the silver blade.

The leader withdrew his finger and looked down at his fingertip.

"This is not the realm of laws," the Alliance Leader concluded.

Qin Lan breathed a sigh of relief.

"It is a quasi-domain formed by pure skill advancement, without the Seed of Law as its core."

The alliance leader looked at Lin Mo, and his expression changed.

It's no longer the casual, junior-looking gaze it used to have.

Instead, he was looking at something that he couldn't define using common sense...

"What level have you reached in your skills, the quasi-advanced realm?" the alliance leader asked.

In all the records found throughout human civilization, there has never been a professional who comprehended a domain before reaching the fourth level of advancement.

Furthermore, no skill can advance to the rudimentary form of a domain.

Because for a normal person, a skill level exceeding 100 is considered genius.

Breaking the 500 mark is a once-in-a-century occurrence.

Breaking 1000?

No.

There has never been one in history.

"Advancing at only level 1000 isn't that difficult."

Lin Mo chuckled lightly, as if he were casually chatting with the alliance leader...

Everyone: "..."

Level 1000?

Are you human?