Who is the King of Brawl?

[Countdown ended, joining the battle]

Lin Yuan put down the game controller and stretched.

"It's finally over."

"Yeah, finally over." Ayan felt like he was about to collapse from exhaustion.

Those twelve hours were truly agonizing. Up, down, left, right, thirty lives—they weren't even enough for Lin Yuan to die in one level.

Lin Yuan would absolutely never admit that he was bad at the game. It must be that the table was too high, the stool too low, the controller too small, and the screen too dark.

Over twelve hours, Ayan tried changing many games, but in the end, Lin Yuan gave the same verdict: trash game.

Now, Ayan finally understood why people like A Li didn't play cards with Lin Yuan. A giant in theory, a dwarf in action, calling himself a king.

Ayan pondered it for a moment. Hmm, a trash talk king.

Ayan silently packed away the game console and made a difficult decision in his heart: [Your friend Lin Yuan has been added to the blacklist.]

That's right, Ayan had already added Lin Yuan to his gaming blacklist. I can fight alongside you, through life and death, but if you want to play games together? Sorry, your friend is already offline.

A beam of light descended from the sky, shining on Lin Yuan. The next moment, Lin Yuan vanished from where he stood. [You have entered Demon Slaying Island.]

The moment Lin Yuan stepped onto Demon Slaying Island, everyone on the island received a notification: [Hell Harbinger Lin Yuan has entered the current area. Please take cover!]

[Hell Harbinger Lin Yuan has entered the current area. Please take cover!]

[Hell Harbinger Lin Yuan has entered the current area. Please take cover!]

After twelve hours of slaughter, the Professionals who were unlucky or lacked strength had already been eliminated. Those remaining were elites with some real skill.

Upon hearing the notification, these people widened their eyes in unison, seemingly unable to believe it.

In a damp forest, Ryan had just finished off an unlucky guy hiding in a mud pit. Hearing the notification, Lin Yuan's wild smile flashed in his mind.

"Could it be him?"

"He actually waited twelve hours to enter. Just how strong is he?!"

"I hope I don't run into him too early."

Including the person he just finished off, Ryan had already killed 27 participants and 52 Heroic Spirits.

Ryan possessed a Legendary-grade accessory. Killing one person increased his strength by 1%, with a cap of 500%, lasting only 24 hours.

As long as Ryan was given some time to stack his strength to 500%, he wouldn't care about anyone like Hahn or Mars. Even if he met Lin Yuan, he would have the power to fight.

In contrast to Ryan, the angel Hahn hadn't killed a single person in these twelve hours. Hahn spread his wings, hovering in the air, holding the Sacred Light Codex in his hands, looking like a celestial god.

Behind him followed 22 fanatics with crazed expressions. These fanatics were converted from other participants. Their consciousness had been erased, with only devotion to Hahn remaining.

Within these three days, they would be Hahn's aid, fighting for him. After three days, these people would be ruthlessly abandoned by Hahn, becoming stepping stones for Hahn to achieve his goals.

"Hell Harbinger Lin Yuan?" Hahn's expression changed slightly.

"An intruder?"

"Or that human!"

If it was the former, it meant an intruder had joined the melee, adding a few variables. But if it was the latter, then there was trouble. That human had actually waited 12 hours to join the battle, which meant his strength crushed everyone else.

Hahn shook his head.

"It doesn't matter. No matter who you are, facing the former leader of the Dragon Plundering Clan, you will meet your downfall."

Hahn's goal for this trip was ostensibly to stop Ryan from obtaining the Battlefield Hero achievement, but in reality, it was to awaken the strongest Heroic Spirit sleeping on Demon Slaying Island: the leader of the Dragon Plundering Clan, Kevir.

The Archangel of the Angel Domain had received an oracle while praying: the gods were about to awaken, and the flames of war would spread across the stars. Awakening the long-slumbering Heroic Spirits had become the top priority.

Before his death, Kevir was an 80th-level Pirate King. After death, he received the protection of the gods and became a Tier 7 Heroic Spirit, slumbering for nearly a thousand years. Hahn's mission was to come to Demon Slaying Island to awaken the leader of the Dragon Plundering Clan, Kevir, and have him fight for the gods.

Hahn looked toward the center of Demon Slaying Island and muttered to himself,

"No matter who you are, you cannot withstand the advance of the Heroic Spirit army."

A Tier 7 Heroic Spirit, plus an army of one hundred thousand Tier 4 Heroic Spirits, was enough to sweep away everything!

It was fortunate that Lin Yuan didn't know about this idea. If he did, he would probably laugh out loud. A Tier 7 Heroic Spirit, plus an army of one hundred thousand Tier 4 Heroic Spirits—this damn free experience was just too comfortable.

Just for this, even if Lin Yuan met Hahn face-to-face, he would spare his wretched life.

Returning to Lin Yuan, he stepped onto Demon Slaying Island and snapped his fingers lightly. His subordinates appeared one by one.

The Tyrant A Li, dressed in black and exuding dominance; the Death Knight Ghost, hiding his body in a hood and full of mystery; A Lan, with a sweet smile and clear, watery eyes;

Tie Chui, the musketeer who was sturdy and carried a cannon on his shoulder; the stunning and cold Naga Empress Efara; and the dragon who burns all things, Ayan, aggressive like fire and overflowing with edgy energy.

I don't know when it started, but whenever everyone appeared, they had to strike a cool pose. If there were many onlookers, they would even create some flashy special effects.

Lin Yuan couldn't help but sigh,

"A bit too high-profile."

"But I like it."

A smile curled his lips. Lin Yuan waved his hand,

"For today's battle, everyone do as you please."

"Whoever kills the most is the king of the melee."

As soon as Lin Yuan finished speaking, everyone looked at each other, seeing the competitive spirit in each other's eyes.

"I've already reserved the title of king of the melee!" Ayan said with his nose in the air, transforming into a giant dragon and soaring into the sky, leaving a streak of red light in the air.

A Li remained silent, threw out his darkkin demon sword, leaped onto it, and with his hands behind his back, transformed into a legendary sword immortal, dashing away gracefully.

Efara's eyes flickered. Holding the trident of glory, she tapped it lightly on the ground, and her body turned into a stream of water, shooting out rapidly.

Tie Chui was more primitive. With his cannon tucked at his waist and hurried steps, he ran off in a flash.

Ghost let out a "Heh heh heh" laugh. A bunch of brutes. Who knows how long it would take to find people one by one? Watch this. He raised his hand and summoned the Gate of the Undead. Endless undead began to invade. He believed that before long, Demon Slaying Island would be completely occupied by the undead.

"A Lan, aren't you going?" Lin Yuan asked in surprise.

"This doesn't sound like your personality."

A Lan was a war maniac. Usually, when it came to hacking people, A Lan was the most excited. But today, everyone else had gone out to hunt for prey, yet A Lan showed no intention of moving. This couldn't help but make Lin Yuan feel a bit surprised.

Facing the question raised by Lin Yuan, A Lan smiled sweetly.

"Instead of searching aimlessly like a headless fly, it's better to stay by Master's side."

"After all, Master possesses a terrifying constitution for attracting disaster."