Chapter 831: Claiming the Reward

That... is Lin An!?

Unbelievable.

Everyone looked at that iconic mask, and at Zhang Tie's head.

In bewilderment they instinctively shouted out.

Just now they were discussing how to "bring over" Lin An, yet he suddenly delivered himself to their door.

Extremely fast.

Not knowing why Lin An had rushed over, under a barrage of wary gazes, that black shadow instantly flew above their heads.

"Lin An!? You come here..."

The words hadn't even left his mouth.

Tai Er then caught a strong scent of blood.

The Lin An before them seemed to have walked out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

That intense fishy sweetness made them almost want to vomit.

Wary, greedy. In the hostile gazes, Lin An directly spoke:

"Everyone hand over your points."

"Let me kill you once."

"I allow you to keep your banners."

!!??

As soon as his voice fell, everyone stared wide-eyed, feeling as if they had misheard.

This is crazy!?

These words were no less than a heavyweight bomb, leaving everyone stunned.

Everyone hands over points, and still has to be killed by you once?

Why don't you just make us kneel on the ground and call you dad!?

Anger turned into a bitter laugh.

The hot-tempered dual‑blade man, for a moment lost for words, felt as if he had heard the most absurd, ridiculous thing in his life.

He pointed a single finger at Lin An, thoroughly enraged, even his finger trembling with anger:

"Lin An, are you fucking brain‑damaged or..."

"Clang!"

A sword shot out, its light bearing fourfold constant effects, instantly piercing through the dual‑blade man's skull.

The speed was so great that almost no one had time to react.

Until the body fell to the ground, a white light rose in the distance.

Only then did they realize that Lin An, right before everyone's eyes, had instantly killed their own side's core high‑level member!

This was more than provocation; it was outright blatant disregard!

No matter how strange it seemed, the steady ones could no longer endure at this moment.

"Lin An! I think you've gone mad!"

"Kill him!!"

"Stop!"

The angry shouts of killing and Tai Er's reprimand rang out simultaneously.

Face grim, Tai Er desperately suppressed the anger in his chest, staring fixedly at Lin An:

"Lin An! For Fiona's sake, I need an explanation!"

"What exactly are you trying to do!?"

"If you've really gone mad to this extent, we won't kill you, but we will kill you!"

If not for Fiona's intelligence repeatedly stating that Lin An's thought process is absolutely not the reckless brute the outside world claims,

plus the inexplicable bloodiness on Lin An's body,

Tai Er truly could not endure even a moment.

Too arrogant, really too arrogant!

Do you really think Lin An can take on a thousand alone, that everyone is still under suppression in the trial!?

"Explanation?"

Lin An's gaze swept over the crowd, landing on Fiona at the rear, her mouth open in surprise as she looked at him.

He expressionlessly turned his head slightly, then looked back at Tai Er.

"What explanation do I owe you?"

"The owed points, reclaimed double."

"I already said..."

Having spoken, Lin An faced a gaze almost about to explode, smirking contemptuously.

On the ring, white light flashed.

One could see corpses falling like a torrent.

After a moment, a small hill made of corpses appeared before everyone.

Though it was under the blazing sun, everyone stared at those lifeless, fearful, mutilated faces appearing before them.

A bone‑chilling cold almost froze them.

"Gul‑gulp"

Swallowing saliva.

In the dead silence, the knife-wielding man who had been furious and was about to rush forward to slay Lin An froze in place, his face suddenly turning deathly pale.

He recognized many familiar faces among the corpses.

They were the high-level officials of each war zone.

Looking at the silent blood-colored giant bear behind Lin An, everyone suddenly realized a horrifying truth.

"You..."

His voice was full of shock.

Tai Er stared at Lin An in disbelief, feeling his head spin, and couldn't help but take two steps back:

"You... you killed them all!?"

Unbothered by the stunned Tai Er, Lin An slightly turned the sword hilt:

"I didn't kill them all; many got away."

"That's my explanation."

"So, do you want to be slapped to death or sliced to death?"

His voice was icy cold, leaving no room for doubt.

Behind Lin An, Zhang Tie grinned, waving his massive palm friendly, his smile bright.

He seemed to think of something, then with a backhand pulled out a large bundle of various flags from behind his buttocks and shook them twice.

"Pususu-pususu"

On that wide blood-colored palm, crumbs mixed with sticky, gooey substance fell to the ground.

Just like a dog bear that had just smacked a watermelon.

"The death battle is about to end, the altar appears!"

"Please, all major war zones, place the flags you have obtained on the death battle altar."

"One hour later."

"The war zone holding the most flags will receive the first reward of this event,"

"and whoever earns the most honor points will receive the first title in each system."

"Among the first awakened ones of strength, agility, physique, and will systems, based on the number of awakened ones killed, the top of this trial will be selected and awarded the global first title!"

After the icy system prompt sounded.

A massive, ancient-looking altar suddenly appeared among the layers of the death battle.

The altar was illusory yet real.

It seemed as if the altars on each layer were interconnected.

The Huaxia War Zone, which had never left this layer, stared intently at the altar's illusion with solemn eyes.

"Everyone... the decisive battle is about to begin!"

The military region's high-ranking officials, several commanders took a deep breath and looked at the solemn soldiers behind them.

Although they didn't know why the North America War Zone had not attacked them, and even the Neutral Alliance had not appeared.

Due to lack of intelligence, they could only speculate that the two sides would prioritize firing first.

Perhaps both sides suffered heavy losses.

However, this also matched their strategic intentions.

Isn't waiting until now just to preserve strength, then in the final stage, compete for the flags?

Lihao, who had been floating in midair and on high alert for several days, gave a slight nod.

But after glancing at the altar, he felt that the death battle over the past few days had been too eerily quiet.

He also didn't know how many people were still alive now.

But he could imagine that the next hour would be a series of brutal massacres!

All war zones will fight for the final reward until the very last moment!

On the ground, Chen Yangtian had already returned early with his team.

He also gazed at the altar's illusion, a sense of unease rising in his heart.

He had privately searched everywhere for possible hiding places of Lin An, preparing to launch a surprise attack.

But he found nothing.

He couldn't figure it out; aside from not going into the territories of the two alliances, he asked himself whether his search had been thorough enough.

He also didn't know whether Lin An had been killed by someone else...

Thinking of Lin An's points, he couldn't help feeling a bit regretful.

He should still be alive.

That kid's defense and speed are abnormally monstrous; even he would need to destroy that body to kill his opponent.

Amidst his random thoughts, the order was issued.

"All troops, advance! Fight to the death!"

One layer of the death battle battlefield.

Nearly two thousand awakened ones silently watched the two figures standing at the front.

The altar was right before their eyes, and the flags were casually stuck to one side.

But at this moment, no one dared to step forward.

Not long ago, they had despondently realized that Lin An might truly be able to single-handedly slaughter them all, leaving everyone only able to bitterly smile while waiting at the respawn point for death.

Well, they chose to be sliced to death.

At least, death wouldn't be so ugly.

Standing before the altar, Lin An suddenly turned his head to look at the crowd.

His mood is still not bad.

His tone gentle:

I took all the quotas from first to tenth in the four departments.

Who has any objections?

Standing beside Lin An, Xiong Hanzi grinned as he held a can of yellow peaches, then gulped it down with a 'gudong' sound.

Burp~~

So full.

Listening to Lin An's gentle tone, even carrying a hint of understanding, everyone merely lowered their gaze in silence, no one speaking.

Those who had objections are all dead.

In the crowd, only Tai Er stared blankly at the can in Xiong Hanzi's hand, as if reminded of something, then lowered his head to look at the can in his own hand.

These two things... how come they feel so similar...

For a long time, a question has lingered in his mind.

Yellow peaches, what exactly do they represent?