58: Chapter 58 Server-wide Announcement! The Sword Saint and the Dharma Emperor have both fallen, and players from both nations are completely overwhelmed! (Revised)
Jiang Feng hadn't forgotten the main purpose of this trip—to sprint all the way to Level 120 and complete the fourth advancement.
While he was at it, he planned to stock up on some goods. Once he reached Level 100, he could use the materials to craft a full set of reinforced prismatic equipment.
His entire body was surrounded by a five-colored divine light; even red-grade equipment was on the verge of being completely phased out.
Ignoring the Northern European group entirely, Jiang Feng strode forward, heading straight for the deepest part of the Desolate Bone Plains.
The remaining Northern European elites could only stare blankly, their hearts itching with curiosity, yet they didn't dare to move a single step.
Further ahead was an absolute death zone that no one had dared to set foot in for the decades since Demon Realm launched!
Watching Jiang Feng's retreating back, Hans swallowed hard and asked tentatively, "Captain, should we sneak in too? Maybe we can get some leftovers following behind the big boss?"
Slap!
Olaf backhanded him across the face: "Kid, do you have a death wish?"
"That BOSS on the outskirts almost wiped out our entire village, and now you want to go deliver your head? Is the top-tier gear in your bag burning a hole in your pocket? Are you in a hurry to do some charity?"
Hans clutched his head, shrinking back like a pitiful quail.
Olaf gritted his teeth and suddenly raised his voice, shouting at Jiang Feng's back: "Big Boss Qingfeng! Please wait!"
He moved his two thick legs, sprinting after him like a mountain of meat.
His large face was forced into a fawning smile: "Big boss! You're eating the meat, could you let us have a little soup from between your fingers? Would it be okay to sell us some of the junk you don't want?"
Jiang Feng stopped and glanced at him.
"Buying is fine. According to black market rules, there's a ten-fold markup."
If this were Su Jingxuan from the Tianshu Secret Society in such a monopoly situation, he wouldn't let go without a thirty-fold markup.
Jiang Feng felt that this was actually quite reasonable.
Upon hearing 'ten-fold,' Olaf didn't get angry; instead, he breathed a long sigh of relief.
A while ago, the news of the Beacon Country being a huge sucker and paying a 15-fold sky-high price for fourth advancement materials had already spread like crazy.
Buying unprecedented prismatic equipment for ten times the price? It was a total steal!
"We'll buy it! Even if we have to sell everything we own, we must buy it!" Olaf nodded his head like a pile driver.
"What pieces do you need?" Jiang Feng asked casually.
Olaf's mouth twitched. The way he said it was like an old man at a wet market selling cabbages—just pick whatever you want?
He steeled himself and spoke: "Big boss, our team follows the heavy armor style. We're lacking high-defense tower shields, heavy armor, and armor-piercing great axes. If you could..."
With a sweep of his mind through his inventory, Jiang Feng tossed out four pieces of 1-star Prismatic Level 80 heavy armor with the lowest stats as if he were throwing out trash.
Plus two 1-star Prismatic Level 80 great axes.
"1-star Prismatic armor, base price of 1 trillion per piece, 4 trillion for four. Weapons are double, 4 trillion for two, totaling 8 trillion."
Jiang Feng spoke nonchalantly, as if he were buying a couple of fried dough sticks: "With the ten-fold markup, that's a total of 80 trillion gold coins. No bargaining, no credit."
Hearing this quote, Olaf's scalp felt like it was going to explode.
The Northern European Federation was quite wealthy, but to surround and kill that Level 300 BOSS, their liquid capital had long been drained dry.
Cash? They really couldn't produce that much!
"Big boss... we can scrape together 65 trillion in cash at most." Olaf broke into a cold sweat and began frantically pulling out his hidden cards: "Is it okay to pay the rest with hard currency?"
In the blink of an eye, a pile of top-tier items shimmering with the light of Laws was piled at Jiang Feng's feet.
"10 SSS+ Hidden Class Scrolls!"
"4 Ancient Secret Realm Tokens! You should know, these things are in high demand!"
"Plus 2 Level 220 Purgatory Dungeon Passes, and 1 Level 200 Attribute Secret Realm Ticket!"
For a few pieces of prismatic gear, Olaf was essentially pawning the guild's very underwear.
Jiang Feng glanced over them.
These things could barely be considered decent transitional items.
In a couple of days when he finished leveling up, he'd find them a waste of inventory space even if they were given to him for free.
"Deal."
With a wave of his hand, Jiang Feng swept up the pile of resources and kicked over the average-statted prismatic gear to complete the trade.
The next second, he turned into a streak of light and plunged into the depths of the forbidden zone without looking back.
Olaf tremblingly picked up the 1-star prismatic equipment and immediately put it on.
Boom!
His aura exploded on the spot! Like a volcanic eruption, the surrounding space creaked under the pressure.
Hans and the others were completely stunned, their drool nearly flowing out.
"Holy crap, Captain... that's freaking awesome!"
"This combat power! If we encountered that Taboo BOSS again, we definitely wouldn't be beaten so miserably..."
Olaf clenched his fists tightly, feeling the data surging wildly within him.
But there wasn't a hint of joy in his heart, only a hair-raising dread.
Looking in the direction where Jiang Feng had disappeared, his voice was dry: "Just throwing away a few things he didn't want was enough to make me stronger across dimensions..."
"Just what kind of monster is this Qingfeng?"
...
Meanwhile.
Fusang Country, Demon Realm Falling Cherry Main City.
The blinding white light of the Resurrection Spring flashed, and a broken body slammed onto the stone floor.
Chiba Shuichi lay on the ground like a dead dog, panting frantically.
His level had plummeted by over a dozen levels, and that blindingly bright set of top-tier divine gear had been completely stripped away.
Now, all that remained was a set of grey system-issued cloth clothes to cover his shame!
...
Gao Li Country, Cloud Peak Main City Resurrection Point.
Min Se-hun scrambled out of the spring, his eyes bloodshot and his teeth grinding audibly.
A passing player recognized him instantly and cried out in shock:
"Holy crap! Is that Dharma Emperor Se-hun?! Why is he at the resurrection point? His level has dropped below 200!"
"Flowing Cloud Great God! His national treasure 'Jingjiang Staff' was dropped!"
The news spread as if it had wings, instantly igniting the regional channels of both countries and the real-world live-streaming networks.
Millions of players flooded the forums, the screens filled with broadcast footage that left everyone devastated.
Not just these two big bosses, but over a hundred peerless experts representing the peak combat power of both nations were currently sitting in a row, soaking in the spiritual spring!
"Go look at the world announcement! That Huaxia cheater with the ID 'Qingfeng' soloed a Level 300 Taboo BOSS!"
"One moment he was turning our top-tier dream team into ashes, and the next, without even pausing for breath, he went and butchered a Taboo Deity?"
"Bakayaro! You have to realize that Fusang's Sword Saint, Chiba Shuichi, has been the strongest hidden class dominating the Eastern Seas for six whole years; his quick-draw is unmatched! People who fought him never even saw the true form of his Yata no Kagami Divine Blade before they were defeated... Such a terrifying powerhouse was actually insta-killed by a Huaxia person named Qingfeng? If the world announcement wasn't right in front of me, I wouldn't believe it even if I died!"
"How are we even supposed to play this! Might as well delete my account!"
...
This year happened to be the 60th anniversary of the Great Cataclysm.
Since the restructuring of the Laws thirty years ago, the Earth's will 'Pangu' merged with an unknown high-dimensional power, completely rewriting the underlying rules of the Blue Planet. Only then could humanity step into the 'Demon Realm,' awaken their respective talents, and embark on the path of transcendence.
From that moment on, national wars broke out globally every year. For Demon Realm resources and living space, the interests of various nations collided with increasing brutality.
In the past, Fusang and Gao Li clung tightly to the Beacon Country, relying on massive resources to build up their combat power. They acted arrogantly on the cross-server maps, even daring to insult Huaxia players to their faces.
But today, the haze of Huaxia-phobia spread like a plague, deeply embedding itself in the hearts of all players from both countries, never to be removed.
The live-streaming rooms of Gao Li and Fusang were long since submerged by an overwhelming tide of comments, the screens filled with wails of grief and despair, without a trace of their former arrogance.
"Huaxia has produced such a non-human monster! With his leveling speed, even the first generation of ancestors would have to call him 'Grandpa'!"
"What's the point of a national war? If he does one basic attack from halfway across the map, our main city will be nothing but ash!"
"Just surrender! I don't even feel worthy of being cannon fodder for this cheater!"
In this battle, leaving aside the dropped divine gear and the lost experience.
The backbone of both countries' high-end combat power had been ruthlessly snapped by Jiang Feng! Their national fortune had regressed by at least five years!