At this moment.
U.S.A.
The leaders of all the major guilds were present, including a few leaders from Congress.
They were originally gathered here to watch the spectacle.
Things had developed to the point where it was clear that Longxia was completely unable to resist the provocations from the U.S.A., being utterly suppressed.
The sense of achievement was self-explanatory.
But before they could watch for long, it ended!
No, it hasn’t ended; rather, the ones being humiliated have become themselves!
"We must respond immediately, we can’t just let this go, the whole world is watching the Deathmatch Arena now!" one leader said angrily.
Everyone looked at each other.
Thinking, you realize the whole world is watching now?
"I can’t figure out how Land died."
"The skills of the Necromancer, and all the summoned items that took three minutes to prepare, shouldn’t have lost."
"And he had a full set of Black Dragon equipment, now all gone!"
"Don’t panic, gone is gone, we can continue fighting, it’s much easier to tackle the Black Dragon Dungeon now, and globally only we can do it."
"Yes, anyway, the Black Dragon equipment will disappear along with Land’s corpse, Longxia can’t get it."
"The issue at hand isn’t the Black Dragon equipment; it’s how to deal with this Undead Mage!"
...
At this point, the group fell silent again.
"Underestimated the enemy," said a silver-haired man sitting to the right of the leader, nonchalantly.
Unlike others, he wore a disdainful expression, seemingly unconcerned.
And he was Neil, the president of the U.S.A.’s First Guild, Storm!
Second only to Yu Qingcang in the global rankings.
Considered the U.S.A.’s own Yu Qingcang.
Everyone turned their heads to look at Neil.
"If it’s truly that mysterious Undead Mage, his level doesn’t exceed fifty-three, the exact gap is unknown, but enough to make Land underestimate. I am familiar with Land, with level suppression, equipment suppression, profession suppression, it’s normal for Land to underestimate him," Neil said.
And that was the biggest possibility of how Land was caught off guard.
"So, do we accept the challenge?" someone asked.
"Of course," Neil said without hesitation. "And we must respond immediately, kill that Undead Mage, and end this farce, establishing the U.S.A.’s absolute position!"
Hegemony!
"But who should go?" someone continued to ask.
"Baron, you go," Neil casually ordered.
Among the Storm Guild members standing behind, a muscular man immediately stepped forward.
He looked almost like a normal person, but there were several beast-like patterns on his face, covered with grayish features, resembling a beard.
"Just a mere Undead Mage, I’ll go kill him now!" Baron sneered.
As he spoke, his mouth revealed two noticeably exaggerated canines, or rather, fangs!
Baron was also on the global level leaderboard.
Level 57, a hidden profession, Bloodthirsty Werewolf.
"Baron possesses Bloodthirst Skills, significantly boosting his movement speed, attack power, and adding rend damage to skills in a short time, making it too easy to deal with a Magic Series profession; he can ignore all the opponent’s summoned items," Neil told everyone.
Moreover,
That Undead Mage most probably isn’t over level fifty-three yet, still unable to summon the Abyss Bone Dragon!
Besides, even if the Abyss Bone Dragon was summoned, an Assassin Series werewolf could still blitz close and slaughter the Undead Mage!
This is the drawback of Magic Series professions fighting solo; they are inherently fragile.
"Go on, Baron, waiting for your good news," Neil casually said.
After seeing Baron leave.
Neil regretted a bit and said, "Pity, in the Deathmatch Arena, death means his equipment and backpack will disappear too, we won’t get that Crystal Skull of Hades on the Undead Mage, a real pity..."
Not long after.
Information about the Deathmatch Arena room suddenly appeared in a brief profile.
Name: Baron; Level: 57; Profession: Bloodthirsty Werewolf; Guild: Storm; Country: U.S.A!
This was the final foundational battle, so Baron didn’t hide his personal information.
"A Storm guild member! And a Bloodthirsty Werewolf!"
"The Bloodthirsty Werewolf profession completely counters the Undead Mage, right?"
"It’s over, the Undead Mage is done for!"
"The U.S.A. responded quickly, or else delays would have escalated the public storm."
"It’s ending, that Undead Mage, acting like a big shot, should be content with one victory. Did they really think the U.S.A. wouldn’t respond?"
"Now they’re caught off guard."
...
Currently, the only ones confident in Lu Ran are probably the four presidents of Longxia.
"Bloodthirsty Werewolf, it’s a good profession to face, makes sense."
"What good does that do, the werewolf can’t instantly kill Lu Ran from a distance, faced with Lu Ran’s endless Undead Army, can he kill them all?"
"Even if they get close, Lu Ran won’t lose health."
"This is an unwinnable battle."
"Wonder if Lu Ran used the Blood Spear."
...
The presidents analyzed it, but weren’t worried.
Seeing the opponent’s full personal information in this battle, they could instantly make an accurate tactical judgment based on Lu Ran’s abilities.
Numerous professionals from Longxia were focused on this scene.
They were somber, and the buzz quieted down a lot.
Everyone gravely watched the Deathmatch Arena room.
Silently praying, cheering!
They knew, that Undead Mage was fighting for the country!
And from Japan, Nanami.
Was also watching this scene.
Her mood was hard to describe, as the feeling this Undead Mage gave her was too bizarre, she couldn’t comprehend it!
Seeing the Bloodthirsty Werewolf come out to challenge.
Nanami even started hoping the werewolf would quickly kill that Undead Mage.
So she could avoid any future contact with the opponent.
Thinking of this, Nanami’s expression changed.
Invisibly, she began to avoid that Undead Mage in her heart!
Daunted before battle!
This was not in Nanami’s character!
Inside the Deathmatch Arena room.
As soon as Baron entered, he immediately saw Lu Ran across.
"So young?" Baron was a bit startled.
Then he looked at Lu Ran’s profile, but as he read it, he was totally bewildered, rubbed his eyes, wondering if he was seeing things.
Level twenty-five?
A level twenty-five Undead Mage?
How did he kill Land?
According to Neil’s prediction, Land underestimated him, and Lu Ran seized the opportunity, catching him off guard.
But unexpectedly, Lu Ran was just a level twenty-five Undead Mage!
With Land in full Black Dragon gear, standing still, how much damage could Lu Ran do?
Any Undead Summoned Creature should be enough to destroy this Undead Mage, right?
After all, how many skills does level twenty-five have?
"Seems we guessed wrong, you aren’t that mysterious Undead Mage at all..." Baron muttered.
But halfway through the sentence.
Wrong!
This is just appearances!
Because the fact is plain to see, this Undead Mage did kill Land!
He has that capability!
At the same time, as Lu Ran and Baron locked eyes, Baron saw indifference and nonchalance in Lu Ran’s gaze.
It inexplicably gave him the creeps.
Glancing at the countdown, Baron said solemnly: "In one minute, I’ll kill you at the first opportunity!"
Lu Ran shrugged.
He stretched lazily and said: "Then go ahead and try."
Having said that, his magic staff struck the ground.
Countless ancient golems began to explosively emerge!