What a damn little brat.

Tsk.

The lich's unwilling voice echoed.

He had talked so much nonsense with Lini just about time.

After casting death's finger, there was a period during which he couldn't cast spells, and he just wanted to stall until that time passed.

But Linny didn't give him that opportunity and took him out in one go.

The lich's 10-meter tall body continually disintegrated and collapsed in a holy light that was bright enough to turn night into day until the light finally dissipated, leaving only a pile of shatter bones.

Critical hit.

Nice.

Linny raised an eyebrow.

The effect of the fourleaf clover provided a temporary boost to luck.

Although he only caught a glimpse of it, he still dealt a critical hit and directly killed the lich.

On the distant city wall, everyone was completely stunned.

They couldn't believe their eyes.

A level 100 boss was actually killed in one hit.

Even though healing spells holy light skills have damage bonuses against undead creatures.

Achieving a one-hit kill on a boss was simply outrageous.

This was pure numerical oppression.

Among the lich's drops, three beams of light appeared, two purple and one orange.

This drop was quite luxurious.

In the distance, many people who saw treasures of this level looked on with envy.

Line's luck was simply too good.

Normally, a purple drop is hard to come by, but he got two purples and one orange.

For the vast majority of professionals present, even obtaining a single blue piece of equipment would be something to boast about for a long time.

But for Lini, it seemed that even a glance wouldn't come his way.

The gap was too large, both in terms of individual strength and equipment.

It's a done deal.

The results will be announced soon on the professional square.

A chubby man with a full beard shouted loudly.

In recent days, Lin's opening of the large secret realm purification of Stratome had become a hot topic in the city.

But the center of the discussion wasn't whether Lini could clear it, but how many people would survive.

Some opportunists seized this chance and directly open betting on it.

They bet on how many people would survive.

The more survivors, the higher the odds, while fewer survivors meant lower odds.

for matters like this.

As long as it wasn't too outrageous, the professional center actually didn't manage.

After all, they couldn't keep up.

The professional community had too many means, and often they could only impose restrictions.

Strict control was hard to implement.

Moreover, these betting activities were often backed by large guilds.

Otherwise, if an ordinary person opened betting, no one would bother with them, as he wouldn't be afraid of someone running off with the money.

The guild behind this chubby man was quite famous in Shan Chong, called the Unicorn Bull Guild.

Their betting volume was the largest, nearing 100 million.

The odds for everyone surviving were 13.

Five, right? A handsome, middle-aged man squeezed into the crowd.

The chubby man glanced at him and casually replied, "That's right.

How much do you want to bet? Hurry up and place your bets.

Time is running out.

I'll bet 10 million.

Can you handle that?" Leon Hoyen smiled and asked back.

At this moment, many people around turn to look at this middle-aged man.

Their eyes widened.

10 million.

Isn't that just rushing to give someone money? Chapter 81.

Perfect clearance.

Special reward of the dungeon master.

Are you serious? This isn't a place for jokes, the fat man said with an unfriendly tone, glaring at the middle-aged man in front of him.

If he was here to make fun of him, then the unicorn bull guild behind him was not to be trifled with.

Leon Ho Yun sneered dismissively and tossed a badge onto the table.

Everyone looked over and couldn't help but widen their eyes.

It was an 80level professional certified by the practitioner alliance.

Holy crap, a big shot.

80 levels.

How do you end up here in Shan? Damn it, big shot.

We can't afford to offend you.

The onlookers were instantly intimidated and quickly stepped back, creating a circle of space around Leon Ho Yian.

He lit a cigarette, took a deep puff, and asked again, "10 million.

Are you in or not?" The fat man was already sweating profusely and quickly nodded.

I can accept, but why don't you consider buying something else? I am afraid.

What is there to be afraid of? With such a high survival rate, is NT it just because it looks hopeless? What he feared was that this big shot might come looking for trouble with their guild after losing 10 million.

The fat man was nearly scared to death.

To be clear, their guild leader was only around level 50.

How could they possibly provoke an 80 level big shot? Just accept it here as 10 million.

You count it, Leon Hoyun said, tossing out a spatial bag.

The fat man was at a loss, trembling as he picked up the bag, holding the bet given by the fat man.

Leong Ho Yun whistled as he left the stall.

This is really low class.

IS&T this bullying a small guild.

A voluuptuous woman couldn't te help but roll her eyes at Leon Hoyun.

Leong Ho Yun chuckled and said, "Do you think their accountant can't do the math? I'm just taking the profits.

" If it weren't for those old geysers at the school being too stingy, only offering 10 million in scholarships.

I would t have to do this.

H with a hundred million in scholarships.

I don't believe Lin Yi Wu and T be tempted.

Leon Hoy inflict the betting contract in his hand.

The woman twitched her mouth.

So he was gambling with a school less budget.

Moreover, with 10 million out of 13 five odds, that s3,500,000.

Even if he gave Lynn you 100 million, he could still pocket 35 million.

What a cunning calculation.

As expected of you, you can actually come up with such a move.

The woman snickered coldly.

Same to you.

Didn't Tu use an indirect strategy to recruit Lee Fay first? Leong Ho Yun snorted.

Why and Ti thought of that? The woman rolled her eyes and couldn't te be bothered to look at Liong Ho Yun again.

This time, many enrollment officers from various colleges came to Sha Chong, hoping to recruit Lini.

The scholarship offers were already jaw-dropping.

To be clear, a top tier frontline combat profession at the number one settlement would only have a scholarship of around 1 million.

Yet, for Lini, many schools offered scholarships that far exceeded this amount.

They wouldn't even bother to speak unless it was two or 3 million.