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Chapter 837: One-Hit Kill! The Gap is Plain to See!
Regarding the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons, Ling Zhan had begun researching related records as soon as he arrived on the Ten Thousand Demons Continent.
By now, Ling Zhan's authority had reached an extremely high level.
As the newly appointed chief instructor of the Demon-Slaying Corps, he had unrestricted access to numerous classified archives.
These confidential files contained the accumulated knowledge from humanity's years of exploration into the Four Forbidden Lands.
Inside, there were detailed records of various observed data.
Research covered all aspects of the creatures within the Four Forbidden Lands—their characteristics, behaviors, origins, species, and more.
Of course—
The day when the Four Forbidden Lands descended upon the world was also meticulously documented.
Although there was no magic at that time, technological advancements were not lacking.
Satellites from various nations had captured the catastrophic events of that day in extensive detail.
These records were typically accessible only to top-level government officials.
But given Ling Zhan's current status, Dragon Kingdom had no issue granting him high-level clearance.
After reviewing these highly classified documents—
Ling Zhan realized something crucial: the rulers of the Four Forbidden Lands were definitely not beings from the lower realms.
Entities of their caliber naturally had talents that no ordinary talent could compare to.
At this moment—
Having fully locked onto Omore's true body, Ling Zhan found that killing him was now a trivial matter.
Without hesitation—
Sure Hit.
Piercing Death Thorns.
Both buffs were stacked.
Throw.
Activated.
Poseidon's Trident.
Thousand Mechanisms had already transformed.
Extreme Acceleration.
Poison Coating.
Explosion.
Armor Piercing.
Crippling Venom.
Chains of Restraint.
...…
One skill after another was applied to the Poseidon's Trident.
When Omore saw that Ling Zhan hadn't moved—
He sneered coldly in his heart.
It seemed this non-specialist was all bark and no bite.
Just moments ago, he had been intimidated by the sheer aura this non-specialist exuded.
He had even considered giving up.
But to his surprise, a mere Shadow Dragon Clone had completely stalled Ling Zhan.
However—
Why was this kid's body radiating an aura that made even Omore instinctively shudder?
Could it be that he was hiding some kind of secret?
If he killed and dissected him, perhaps he could uncover the truth.
But just as this thought crossed his mind—
The next moment—
The non-specialist figure he had locked onto completely vanished before his eyes!
At the same time, his senses also lost track of the target!
This sudden disappearance left Omore momentarily stunned.
He hadn't expected the other party to pull off a vanishing act.
It was as if he had evaporated from existence.
But he knew—the non-specialist was still here.
And sure enough—
His guess was correct.
Less than half a second later—
An overwhelming sense of death enveloped him, far stronger than anything before!
"Not good!!"
With his exceptional combat instincts, Omore knew—his real body had been locked onto!
Otherwise, there was no way he would feel such an imminent threat!
Without thinking—
He immediately swapped his real body's location again.
He wasn't sure how the other party had pinpointed his true form, but he figured it was just a fluke.
As long as he kept moving, he'd be fine.
But he was wrong.
The moment he switched to another Shadow Dragon Clone, that same terrifying death threat surged through his mind once more!
Damn!!
Omore's eyes were now filled with pure terror!
Where is he!?
How is he tracking me!?
At this point, Omore was panicking, desperately trying to locate Ling Zhan!
But no matter how he scanned with his perception, he could not detect where the malicious intent was coming from.
It felt as if his enemy could strike him from any direction at any moment!
Whoosh!!
At that instant—
The sound of something slicing through the air finally rang out!
Omore looked up.
But before he could even pinpoint the source of the sound—he felt a searing pain in his chest!
Looking down—
He saw that, at some unknown moment, a trident had pierced cleanly through his heart!
"This…"
Omore's eyes widened in disbelief!
The next second—
BOOM!!
The Poseidon's Trident, imbued with countless skills, detonated like an explosive charge!
A brilliant red inferno erupted, sweeping across the palace, toppling stone pillars and reducing everything to rubble.
A massive mushroom cloud of flames filled the entire magical camera's view, blocking the audience from seeing what was happening inside!
The spectators' expressions grew numb.
Because just like Omore, they had no idea where that trident had even come from.
Even more unfathomable—how had Ling Zhan been able to identify the real Omore among all the identical clones?
"It's over. No need to keep watching—Omore is dead!"
"He was pierced through the heart! But in the end, he's not a Ten Thousand Demons creature—he doesn't have a second life!"
"Exactly. Even though his strength surpassed any Demon Emperor in the Zero Number Abyss Towers, his flaw as a human is that he only has one life…"
"So, does this mean Ling Zhan has officially cleared the Zero Number Abyss Tower?"
"What else? Don't you see the timer on his camera feed has stopped?"
The crowd looked up and saw that the timer had indeed halted!
This meant that the control system of the Zero Number Abyss Tower had already determined that Ling Zhan had successfully cleared the tower!
"Holy shit…"
"It really was a one-hit kill!"
As the crowd gasped in awe, a deep sense of reverence for this non-specialist began to take root.
The reason was simple.
The reason they had doubted Ling Zhan in the first place was because they believed he was too weak.
But now that Ling Zhan had proved his overwhelming strength—
They had no choice but to admit that he was more than qualified to be their chief instructor.
Furthermore—
The very concept of a non-specialist had shattered their previous beliefs about class advancements.
Some even began to question themselves.
Could it be…
That non-specialists are actually the strongest?
Hmm…
It seemed that anyone who witnessed Ling Zhan's strength firsthand couldn't help but arrive at that conclusion.
Meanwhile, on the chief spectator platform—
Elder Su was grinning from ear to ear.
In contrast, the other three generals had somewhat forced smiles on their faces.
Because after the camera feed shifted—
They saw that Moldes and the others had just barely reached the fourth floor.
This meant that the difference in clearance time between Ling Zhan and them was at least ten minutes!
Even more crucially—
Ling Zhan had fought the strongest enemy on the final floor!
The gap between them was blatantly obvious!
"Well then, gentlemen—do you have any objections to Ling Zhan becoming the chief instructor of the Demon-Slaying Corps?"
At this moment, Elder Su looked at the three generals with a smiling gaze.
The three generals forced a smile and could only nod in resignation.