Chapter 826: Final Battle 3

Stop him!!

Protect the battle flag!!

Almost discovered at the same time as Lin An.

The commanders of the major war zones stared in shock at the suddenly exposed war zone flag, feeling their hearts jump to their throats.

The dead souls surge.

Damn it! Andre has disappeared since the war started.

How come he not only doesn't show up, but even the North American war zone flag that has been hidden all along is also exposed?!

Eyes wide open.

In an instant, all Awakened Ones had to grit their teeth and launch another charge.

Even if charging up is suicide, but at the moment the flag is exposed, everyone realized they must fight desperately!

If the flag is taken, Lin An can simply leave, and what awaits them will be the most tragic outcome.

In reality, the faces of countless survivors seem to appear before our eyes, looking at them with resentment and pain.

Hundreds or thousands, the Awakened Ones who just refreshed at the respawn point, all the more rushed out.

"Use all trump cards!"

"Don't hold back anymore!"

Never thought that when facing a single person, they would need to exhaust all trump cards to oppose.

Spiritual energy burst forth; across the entire battlefield, nearly exhausted or even one-time consumable props from each Awakened One were all thrown out.

They noticed Lin An also looking at the flag.

If we don't stop that man, everything is over!

With the appearance of the flag, the battle suddenly surged to a white-hot stage.

One side is the Awakened Ones charging in with frenzied shouts.

The other side is Lin An, wielding swords in both hands, wrapped in bloody light.

The painting freezes, a splash of unrestrained red flung toward the canvas edge.

That seemingly solitary and tiny figure, utterly still, instantly collides with the surging crowd like a black tide.

Blood shadows and various spiritual energies collide, like piercing an ant swarm.

Screams, roars, explosions, severed limbs flying.

Flesh and blood grinding mill.

Whether due to energy exhaustion, Lin An at this moment abandoned all skills, relying solely on physical strength in battle.

Icy cones, scorching magma bursts, suddenly rising earth spikes, curses, weakening...

Over hundreds of skills and props smash toward that blood light; under Lin An's high resistance, they burst forth in colorful shockwaves.

"Crack—crack"

In the brutal slaughter, the dense shattering sound suddenly rang out.

Immediately the next second, the light blue shield that had been resisting the mental storm, lacking support from mental-system Awakened Ones, could no longer hold and suddenly shattered.

The chaotic mental fragments scattered like glass; if one ignores the horrific screams of clutching heads, there is a strange beauty.

Shield... shattered...

The commanders of the major war zones felt their hearts sink; one bad piece of news after another came, making them feel utterly hopeless.

Fortunately, that ravaging storm also ceased as it stopped.

As expected, the scene of Lin An summoning the storm again did not appear.

The war zone commanders seemed to think of something, their faces suddenly lit up.

It seems Lin An can no longer maintain the mental storm.

"Control him! Find a way to control him!!"

"He has no mental power to activate skills!"

Heart-wrenching.

Watching Lin An stubbornly endure the spiritual energy bombardment and rapidly approach the flag, the Awakened Ones of the major war zones felt their hearts about to explode.

Lin An now hasn't used a mental screech for a long time.

In their view, Lin An now fights only with his flesh, likely at the end of his rope.

No time to wonder why the North American war zone exposed the flag coordinates.

At this moment, they have only one thought.

Fill with human lives, stop Lin An, victory will ultimately be theirs! Near the flag, Andre left a space disturbance; Lin An cannot flash in!

At the edge of the battlefield, a team wandering the outskirts, carrying huge shackles, Brahma Awakened Ones seized the opportunity, roaring repeatedly:

"Protect us!"

While shouting, the rough palm suddenly pressed toward the giant shackle-shaped prop.

Yellowish spiritual energy was rapidly drained; in less than a second, these few Awakened Ones with heads wrapped in white cloth had all their life force sucked out.

"Hum—"

The shackles manifested a huge phantom, flying out rapidly.

No longer holding back their trump cards, the other major war zones also unleashed control-type props, attempting to keep Lin An restrained in place.

If speed is not limited, at most four seconds later that monster will be able to charge to the flag's front!

In the blood light, Lin An stomped and exploded a bisected Awakened One, then greedily gulped a mouthful of thick mist, slightly recovering some mental power.

The thick mist is the energy scattered by the dead.

I don't know how many times he has swallowed it, but he actually became somewhat enamored with this feeling.

After continuously using the power of Cain's Blade, he was also somewhat disturbed by this sinful sword.

I suppose, in the eyes of all humans, he looks more like a demon than a demon does.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

His eyes were scarlet, his heart pumping like an overloaded engine.

Sensing many threats comparable to A-rank Props behind him, beneath the mask Lin An couldn't help but let out a low laugh.

You want to stop me? Do you really think I have no trump cards left?

"Zhang Tie!"

"Attack!"

Lin An suddenly jabbed his right hand toward his forehead, pouring the last of his mental power frantically into the Death God Mask.

The domain unfolded again, but this time it was not to use the Blink skill.

In the chaos, the dead souls' spiritual energy, reeking of blood, lit up the patterns.

In an instant, Lin An abruptly constructed an invisible mental force field.

Any Awakened One who rushed into it was instantly overwhelmed, stiffening on the ground.

The first effect emanating from the Descent Domain was suddenly unleashed.

Domain effect: enemies within the domain continuously suffer will disparity damage!

The death ripple spread rapidly.

The impact ceased.

Under a huge will gap, the man at the forefront stood dazed, then blood began to seep from his mouth and nose.

First one, then a whole area.

"Bang bang bang! Bang!"

The dense sound of skulls shattering, like bursting drumbeats, hammered heavily into everyone's minds.

"Thud... thud..."

The world seemed to fall silent.

Headless corpses swayed and fell one after another.

Within a hundred-meter radius around Lin An, like a boundary of death, it instantly wiped out a large number of Awakened Ones.

The entire arena fell into a brief silence.

Those humans who had not yet had time to rush forward were all stunned, staring at the scene before them.

Why did they die?

In their brief stupor, they could not comprehend what lay before their eyes.

Before the corpses littering the ground, Lin An slowly lowered his right hand, which had been pointed at his brow, a flash of fatigue crossing his eyes.

As one of his reserved trump cards, he had been waiting to use it after clearing out the psychic-system Awakened Ones.

Under the Descent Domain, any enemy whose will is weaker than his will suffer disparity damage.

Those Awakened Ones charging at the front were all of the agility system.

Against such fragile foes, with his current will attribute, it was enough to inflict massive damage, instantly killing them.

The battlefield seemed to have been hit with a pause button.

Until a roar descending from the heavens sounded:

"You brats! Take a kick from Grandpa Zhang!"

The pause was lifted, and people turned their heads in astonishment.

All that could be seen was a silver giant bear with its back to the sun, descending from the sky.

"Earthquake!!!"

"Boom!!"

The giant bear slammed down, pounding the earth.