Chapter 692: I Refuse
If you randomly pulled a Professional off the street and asked, "What's the best way to counter undead-type monsters?"
No matter who you asked, they'd decisively answer, "Of course, use light-element skills to counter them!"
Undead naturally lack resistance to light attributes.
All divine-type skills belong to the light attribute.
Therefore, when taking on undead demon soldiers, most teams bring along a Light Mage God, a Light Sword God, or a Light Battle God.
In short, any light-attribute damage-dealing profession will do.
But what about Ling Zhan?
Does he have light-attribute skills?
Naturally, he does.
Flash Spell.
This skill, which originally only blinded spectators on the sidelines, had now, after evolving into SS-rank, undergone a massive transformation in its effects.
[Flash Spell (SS): Upon casting, an intensely radiant light will rise, emitting an overwhelming brilliance that inflicts massive light-attribute damage to any enemy it touches, causing blindness and mental shock for 15 seconds.]
Without hesitation, Ling Zhan raised his hand and activated the skill.
Buzz!!
Instantly, a blazing sun seemed to rise within the dim tower!
The dazzling white light, akin to divine radiance, illuminated every corner of the tower!
"Ahhh!!"
As the blazing light touched the undead monsters, sizzling sounds of dissolution erupted, accompanied by their agonized wails.
"Massive light-attribute damage" wasn't just an empty claim.
Coupled with Ling Zhan's four-dimensional attributes during battle, the damage dealt was enough to make even the Undead Demon Soldier scream in pain.
However, a Level 135 Undead Demon Soldier was far beyond the previous ones.
Its immense vitality was astonishingly resilient.
Even its summoned undead monsters, though wailing, had only lost 30% of their maximum health after the light faded.
Truly worthy of a Level 135 advanced demon soldier!
Its power was undeniable!
So...
Buzz!
Without waiting for cooldowns, Ling Zhan raised his hand again, casting another Flash Spell!
Then...
Buzz!
Buzz!
Buzz!
The entire tower was engulfed in endless white light, transforming into a blazing world!
The continuously wailing Undead Demon Soldier never imagined this accursed human could unleash such a potent SS-rank light skill repeatedly without interruption!
Did he have no cooldown periods!?
How could he use it endlessly like this?!
And what about his mana?!
Was it infinite?!
These questions no longer mattered to the Undead Demon Soldier.
By the tenth Flash Spell, it had exhausted its last life-saving technique and could only despair as it drowned in the ocean of light.
"Phew..."
"A Level 135 Undead Demon Soldier really is ridiculously strong. It took me ten full Flash Spells to take it down..."
Ling Zhan sighed softly, looking at the fallen Undead Demon Soldier.
Hmm...
If people outside heard Ling Zhan's remarks, they wouldn't know what expression to wear.
Seriously, dude!
Sure, you used ten Flash Spells!
But you still managed to kill it in less than a minute!
Among the white-rank students, who else could achieve that?
Forget white-rank students!
Even blue-rank students couldn't pull that off!
Probably only purple-rank students, and those were mostly Level 150 elites!
This non-specialist is absolutely insane!
At this moment.
The Undead Demon Soldier had been burned to ashes by the white light, leaving no trace of its corpse.
Ling Zhan spared it no further glance, instead pushing open the massive stone door to the next level.
But just as he reached out, a notification appeared on his information panel.
[Notice: The fifteenth floor of the Tower of Ten Thousand Demons requires a five-person team or that you reach purple-rank status to gain entry.]
Ling Zhan: "…"
There's actually such a rigid requirement?
Ling Zhan had planned to push through to around the twentieth floor.
But he hadn't expected to be stopped here at the fifteenth.
"No choice, I'll have to leave."
Reluctantly, Ling Zhan gave up on advancing further.
Without hesitation, he used the Return Scroll.
After several seconds of channeling, the spell was completed.
Ling Zhan's figure disappeared from his original position.
Moments later, he appeared outside the tower's entrance.
Little did he know...
The spectators outside had already been utterly shocked by his achievements!
Though they couldn't see Ling Zhan's battles due to the obscured footage...
The mere fact that he had reached the fifteenth floor was proof of his immense strength!
"Holy crap! He's out!"
"The non-specialist boss is out!"
As soon as Ling Zhan's figure appeared outside the tower, a crowd surged forward.
They stared at the handsome, stoic man with eyes full of admiration, their respect practically overflowing!
A stark contrast to their earlier disdain and mockery!
They were like entirely different people!
Some girls, blushing, approached shyly, asking for Ling Zhan's contact information.
After all, for white-rank students, even reaching the tenth floor as a team was incredibly difficult.
If they could latch onto such a powerful figure, why worry about advancing through the Tower of Ten Thousand Demons?
"Silence, everyone!"
"Young Master Brian has words for this non-specialist!"
At this moment.
A blue-rank student stepped forward and shouted.
It was one of Brian's guards.
Hearing this, the crowd quickly made way.
Brian, wearing a calm smile, walked up to Ling Zhan and said, "Your name is Ling Zhan, correct?"
"I am Brian Acy, the thirteenth son of the Acy Family. Your strength is impressive! I admire you!"
"Let me cut to the chase: Are you interested in joining the Acy Family and becoming one of my trusted subordinates?"
"Rest assured, I guarantee you'll be well compensated. You'll receive monthly resources equivalent to a family elder's stipend!"
"Of course… the condition is that you sign a soul contract with me. After all, I need to guard against betrayal."
With that.
Brian slightly raised his chin, looking confident.
In his eyes, there was no way Ling Zhan would refuse.
Gasp!
The surrounding students burst into whispers of envy upon hearing Brian's proposal.
Young Master Brian was offering this non-specialist a family elder's stipend!
My goodness!
The Acy Family's elder stipend was something only Level 160 elites could usually earn!
Clearly…
Brian recognized the limitless potential of this non-specialist!
"Damn, I'm so jealous…"
Many students couldn't hide their envy.
However…
Just as everyone thought the non-specialist would eagerly accept.
They saw Ling Zhan shake his head firmly, his cold voice resounding.
"Sorry, I refuse!!"