A moment... Killed?

    Users (in panic, mouths agape):

    【Where’s the promised battle?】

    【I just went to the bathroom and missed everything?】

    【It’s over! No way!】

    【He brought a bag...】

    【What’s wrong with Bai Shen entering a dungeon with a bag and wiping everyone out?】

    【Someone explain—what was that eye earlier? New ability?】

    【You just went to the bathroom? That’s Bai Shen’s skill!】

    【In the field, away from home... Can’t even play in the same dungeon as this guy. Delete him!】

    【Now I see why Bai Shen rushed into the Class Change Dungeon... Wait, maybe I still don’t get it.】

    The screen drowned in a tsunami of chat messages.

    A single Anomaly obliterated by a player in seconds. Could you believe it?

    No one would’ve dared imagine this before.

    Yet here they were, witnessing it firsthand.

    The kicker? Bai Lian was technically a newcomer, fresh from a class change.

    This was a “newcomer”?

    Not only the viewers, but even Jian Ran and the three Anomalies were stunned.

    They stared at Bai Lian, seemingly forgetting they still needed to act.

    Bai Lian hadn’t forgotten.

    He glanced at the motionless trio, and his Dead Eye unleashed three violet beams!

    By the time the Anomalies snapped back to reality, it was too late.

    The Annihilation ability was devastating but limited.

    Its energy reserves allowed four shots before requiring a lengthy cooldown.

    Jian Ran’s brow furrowed, then relaxed. “Understood.”

    Such restrictions made sense—otherwise, it’d be absurdly overpowered.

    “Did we expose ourselves?” Bai Lian scanned their surroundings.

    Jian Ran smirked. “Remove the ‘didn’t’ from that question.”

    “Hope I get an intelligence-reduction skill next time,” Bai Lian muttered.

    These Anomalies, though bound by dungeon rules unlike dimension-hopping players, weren’t fools.

    As proven earlier: any less-prepared player would’ve died instantly.

    Need to be more cautious next time.

    As they ascended to the next floor, Jian Ran noticed Bai Lian lagging behind.

    “Scared?” she teased, though his longer legs easily outpaced hers.

    “Nonsense!”

    Bai Lian straightened solemnly. “I’m guarding our rear. If those lobby guards ambush us, I’ll take the hit first.”

    Jian Ran chuckled at his theatrics but said nothing.

    Near the fourth floor, she halted abruptly.

    “Why stop?” Bai Lian frowned.

    Jian Ran’s voice turned grave. “I just remembered something... The board cultivates an Anomaly to punish disobedient employees.”

    “Controlled by executives,” she explained. “Now, the president likely commands it.”

    Bai Lian raised an eyebrow. “Strong?”

    “Yes.” Jian Ran nodded. “Beyond my capabilities.”

    “What about me?”