Claiming the Rewards

"That's Lin An!?"

They couldn't believe it.

Everyone looked at that iconic mask and that Zhang Tie.

They cried out in astonishment without thinking.

They had just been discussing how to "bring" Lin An over. How had he suddenly delivered himself to their doorstep?

His speed was astonishing.

Before they knew why Lin An was charging over, the black shadow instantly flew above their heads amid their wary gazes.

"Lin An!? You came here—"

Before Tyre could finish asking,

he suddenly caught a strong smell of blood.

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

The intense, sickly-sweet stench nearly made them vomit.

Amid wary, greedy, and hostile gazes, Lin An spoke directly:

"Everyone, hand over your points."

"Let me kill you one more time."

"I'll allow you to keep your flags."

!!??

The moment his voice fell, everyone's eyes widened. They felt as if they had heard wrong.

Was he crazy!?

Those words were no less than a massive bomb, leaving everyone stunned.

Everyone had to hand over their points and still let you kill them once?

Why didn't you just make us kneel on the ground and call you Daddy!?

They were so furious that they laughed.

The dual-blade man, who had the shortest temper, was momentarily speechless. He felt as if he had heard the most absurd and laughable thing in his life.

Pointing at Lin An with one hand, he was so thoroughly enraged that even his finger trembled:

"Lin An, are you f**king out of your—"

Clang!

A sword shot out. The sword light, containing four layers of Constancy effects, instantly blasted through the dual-blade man's head.

It was so fast that everyone had almost no time to react.

Only when the corpse hit