Chapter 898: They Actually Chose to Run!
For these Demon Emperors, claiming they weren't afraid of Ling Zhan was simply impossible.
They might appear powerful on the surface—
But now that Ling Zhan had really come knocking, they were still scared.
They'd heard no shortage of rumors about Ling Zhan.
When he cleared the Tower of Ten Thousand Demons, these Demon Emperors already knew they were no match for this non-specialist in a one-on-one fight.
So…
Now they tried to persuade him to surrender.
In truth, they did think it was a waste for someone like Ling Zhan to serve the global Kingdoms.
In their eyes—
True power should be unrestrained.
Not bound by any rules of the world.
And Ling Zhan, working for the Kingdoms, couldn't do this or that. He even had to limit his speed when breaking dungeon records.
They believed no true powerhouse would enjoy being constrained.
Of course…
Another reason for this surrender talk—
Was to stall for time.
They had already sent subordinates to attempt repairs on the intel control room.
They were also fully aware of how terrifying this non-specialist was.
He had fought all the way to Amos Fortress, and yet they hadn't received any prior intel about his movements.
All the earlier camps and towers had been silently wiped out without raising any alerts.
This made the three Demon Emperors extremely uneasy.
But regardless—
They still had to give persuasion a shot.
At that moment—
Listening to the Demon Emperors, Ling Zhan's expression remained utterly cold and unchanged. He simply said calmly, "You three, stop trying to stall. Also…"
"Let me tell you something."
"I'm not bound by any Kingdom armies. These are merely restraints I place on myself."
"Don't get that twisted."
With Ling Zhan's current strength, if he truly wanted to go wild, not even world-class powerhouses could stop him.
His current combat power had already reached the peak of the lower world.
Calling it the ceiling wasn't an exaggeration.
Of course…
If all those world-class powerhouses joined forces, Ling Zhan would still have to back off temporarily.
After all, those world-class powerhouses were also the combat ceiling of the lower world.
If they worked together, Ling Zhan would have no choice but to avoid direct confrontation.
Mainly because his level was still too low.
Though various class buffs helped close the stat gap with world-class foes—and he had many skills and tactics—
It still couldn't guarantee a 100% win rate.
So for now, he needed to keep leveling up.
Ling Zhan suspected that once he completed this system-assigned mission, his power would rise drastically again.
Also…
To Ling Zhan, self-restraint was what truly made a strong individual.
Those who unleashed their inner beast the moment they gained a bit of power were unworthy of the title "powerhouse."
"So, you're really set on fighting us?"
The Steel-Slashing Demon Emperor narrowed his pure-black, pupil-less eyes.
"You sure talk a lot of crap!"
"You're being attacked right at your doorstep, and you're still asking such dumb questions!"
Ling Zhan said coldly.
As soon as he finished speaking—
Ling Zhan raised his hand.
Swish!!
But before any skill could activate, the three Demon Emperors turned pale and fled in unison!
Yes!
They ran!
Even Ling Zhan, usually composed, was momentarily stunned!
Let alone Ling Zhan—
The massive army of demon soldiers and generals below, ready to charge under their leaders' command, suddenly saw their three commanders fleeing in panic…
They were dumbfounded!
Clearly, they never expected their own commanders to flee at this critical moment!
This Amos Fortress had a defense force of three hundred million demon soldiers!
Three hundred million!
Wouldn't a single mouthful of spit from each one drown this non-specialist?
If possible…
They really wanted to shout, "We were ready to fight to the death—why did our lords surrender first?!"
Well…
These demon soldiers clearly didn't understand what was going through their commanders' minds.
Nor did they know how terrifying this non-specialist really was to dare attack Amos Fortress alone.
You think sheer numbers matter?
To this non-specialist, one demon soldier or a hundred million—made no difference.
It was like humans fighting ants.
One ant or a hundred million—what's the difference?
A can of insecticide or a blazing fire and they'd all be wiped out!
To the three Demon Emperors—
Ling Zhan walking unimpeded all the way here meant one thing:
Melis Fortress, Berkeley Fortress, Tate Fortress, Yas Fortress—had all been breached.
Not even a single survivor had made it here to report!
Given that—
If they still insisted on fighting this non-specialist, they'd be brain-dead. Who would actively seek death?
So…
They chose to run.
Heading straight for Lemoris Fortress to report to Lord Red Phoenix Demon Venerable, urging him to prepare!
Their escape was swift.
Demonic wings spread from their backs. With a light flap and their Ten Thousand Demons' secret techniques, they vanished thousands of miles away in a blink.
And smartly, they split up.
Split up, and the non-specialist could only chase one.
However…
They underestimated Ling Zhan's means.
He used the skill 'Mage's Hand' to toss three stones high into the air.
Then reached out and gently clenched his hand!
Buzz!!
A wondrous spatial ripple surged forth!
Then the demon army below watched in disbelief…
Swish!!
The three stones vanished into thin air.
A second later…
"Ah!"
Three screams echoed out!
The three Demon Emperors, who should've escaped thousands of miles away, had suddenly reappeared!
Whoosh!!
This miraculous scene caused the demon soldiers and generals below to cry out in shock and fear.
Shocked by the brilliance of the spatial technique.
Terrified that even their commanders couldn't escape this non-specialist's control!
With a single spatial technique—
The three Demon Emperors were forcibly dragged back!
This alone proved just how terrifying this opponent really was.
They finally understood why their commanders chose to flee rather than resist…