Chapter 849: Endless Gluttony! Still Generous!
While the members of the Demon-Slaying Legion were undergoing a life-and-death trial in the Forest of Death—
Ling Zhan had already returned to Ether City and completed his report, once again submitting a request to the Sacred Council to challenge a dungeon.
Naturally, he couldn't keep his eyes on the Demon-Slaying Legion members all the time.
They were already adults and official members of the Demon-Slaying Legion.
Not children who hadn't been weaned.
So Ling Zhan had no reason to protect them.
If they couldn't even survive in the Forest of Death, then they shouldn't dream of surviving on the Ten Thousand Demons battlefield.
Reportedly—
Because the Demon-Slaying Legion had long lacked the leadership of a Chief Instructor, even when they reached the frontlines, they had only participated in a few minor skirmishes.
Or rather, under the protection of the four generals, they had merely picked off scattered enemies on the battlefield.
This situation was completely unexpected for Ling Zhan.
The main issue was that the Sacred Council—that is, the governments of each Kingdom—had been overly protective of the Demon-Slaying Legion.
After all, the members here were essentially one in a million. Losing even one would be a considerable loss.
Ling Zhan naturally disagreed with the original plan for managing the Demon-Slaying Legion.
Admittedly—
This was an excellent batch of talents.
To reach such levels at their age meant their dungeon combat ability was undoubtedly high.
But precisely because of this, Ling Zhan believed they needed to undergo life-and-death trials all the more.
Even if they were lions and tigers—if locked up for years and only subjected to trivial training and assessments—
Then they were no different from domesticated livestock.
No aggression.
No bloodthirst.
Never tempered by blood and steel.
What role could such a Demon-Slaying Legion play in the final plan to assault the Ten Thousand Demons Abyss?
What I, Ling Zhan, want to cultivate is a pack of bloodthirsty, savage, iron-blooded wolves—lions that rule over the world—overlords capable of trampling the Ten Thousand Demons Abyss.
Not a bunch of weaklings who cry "it's cold" just from eating a peach.
Naturally, the Sacred Council had been closely monitoring Ling Zhan's actions.
Many opposed Ling Zhan throwing the entire Demon-Slaying Legion into the Forest of Death.
But surprisingly—
Key figures from the Free Federation, Fusang Kingdom, Silvermoon Forest, Holy Light Empire, Beastmen Court… and other superpowers did not object.
Because they, too, understood this logic.
In the past, talents were extremely rare, and resources were scarce. Anyone who reached level 150 before fifty was considered a prodigy.
Now, the times had changed. Thanks to the bloody efforts of the previous generation of Professionals, peace and prosperity had finally arrived.
Perhaps cherishing this generation of talent too much had made them overly cautious in designing the Demon-Slaying Legion's trials.
But now—
Ling Zhan's devil-style trial gave them peace of mind.
And for Ling Zhan's newly submitted dungeon trial request, the national representatives of the Sacred Council all expressed approval.
But the same old rule still applied—
Even if Ling Zhan wanted to break records, he had to stay within ten seconds of the original best record.
Otherwise, with this monster's power, he might completely monopolize the best records of every dungeon on the Ten Thousand Demons Continent.
If they still didn't understand Ling Zhan's strength by now, they'd be fools.
They also knew—precisely because Ling Zhan was classless, he had achieved full-class capability.
Full-class and all-rounded!
No matter the dungeon environment, he could always select the most suitable class skill to respond—he had no weaknesses.
So the senior leaders of the Sacred Council nations had resigned themselves to fate.
At his current level, this non-specialist's rise could no longer be stopped.
Let him be. The best outcome would be for him to hit level 200 soon and ascend to the Upper Realm.
......
After the application was approved—
Ling Zhan didn't rush into the dungeon.
Instead, he returned home and began reviewing the rewards issued by the system.
The system had previously posted a quest titled "Make Them Submit"!
It was the first phase of the lower realm's final mission.
Now, the Demon-Slaying Trial was complete.
Ling Zhan not only crushed all opponents in the Zero Ten Thousand Demons Tower, but also completely dominated every challenger in duels.
He had perfectly fulfilled the system's mission.
At that moment, the system issued a tremendously generous reward.
[Ding!]
[As the host has successfully subdued all members in the Demon-Slaying Trial and exceeded task expectations, rewards are now being distributed…]
[Reward 1: Your level has increased to 165!]
[Reward 2: Title "King of Level-Crossing"!]
[Reward 3: Sacred-grade accessory set "Endless Gluttony"!]
[Reward 4: Holy Seal of Fairness x10!]
[Reward 5: Lucky Potion x10!]
[All rewards have been fully distributed. Please check them yourself, Host!]
......
Hmm…
The system's rewards were still as generous as ever.
Although no skills or talents were granted this time—
He received an extremely rare sacred accessory set!
Most importantly, Ling Zhan had never even heard of this sacred accessory set before!
No need to look further…
It was definitely a system-exclusive sacred set.
Currently, Ling Zhan's equipped accessories were three top-tier spirit-grade pieces.
This round of rewards from the system came just in time.
At present—
Ling Zhan's level rose from 160 to 165.
His four core attributes increased from 60 million to 200 million.
If he unlocked the Obsidian Shackles, releasing 50% of his stats, that would be 400 million.
Originally, Ling Zhan had limited the Obsidian Shackles to restrict 30% of his attributes.
But he later discovered that at 30%, the Obsidian Shackles couldn't withstand the backflow of his surging Lord of Ten Thousand Demons bloodline.
So he had to adjust the limit to 50%.
If he restricted himself too much, the bloodline within him would mistake it for an external suppression.
It would automatically awaken, drastically boosting Ling Zhan's resistances and eventually shattering the Obsidian Shackles in reverse.
After all, the Obsidian Shackles worked by using magic arrays engraved into the obsidian. Once in contact with the user, the mana would seep into Ling Zhan's body to suppress his stats.
However, the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons bloodline was extremely resistant to such suppressive magic.
Which forced Ling Zhan to adjust the limiter to a 50% threshold.
Honestly…
If possible, Ling Zhan wanted to suppress his attributes to around 10% for regular training and dungeon runs.
Only then would the challenge be high enough.
Hmm…
If other Professionals knew about Ling Zhan's methods and thoughts, they'd probably think he was a monster all over again.