Several North American senior executives looked at the scene around them in horror.
It was obvious that they were still in ecstasy just now, seeing that Lin An was about to be crippled before their eyes.
How come we were teleported here after looking at that mask!?
The whole world is like a place made of black fog. At the end of the thick fog, there is chaos and chaos, and death is rolling.
It seemed as if some unknown terror was brewing.
A moment later, when the sound also disappeared from this world.
The black mist in front of him suddenly dispersed quickly to both sides, revealing a huge creature sitting on a black throne, connected to the sky.
Looked in horror.
In an instant, the black shadow that was almost a thousand meters high slowly opened its eyes, and two blood moons suddenly appeared in the black mist.
The few people who were still asking panicked questions suddenly lost their minds and froze in place, as if they had seen the biggest fear deep in their souls.
The same dark golden patterned mask covered the giant face.
That is the Lord of Death who transcends fear.
"Click-click"
Dense shattering sounds sounded one after another.
With some difficulty, Lin An slowly lifted the giant sword that had been cut into his body and dropped it to the ground.
The wound that cut almost half of his chest was slowly healing.
In front of him, the three silver-helmeted giant swords still maintained their attacking posture, but at this time they were completely motionless, like dead objects.
The eyes under the helmet are gray and white, like petrified statues.
5 seconds.
"Bang bang bang bang"
A slightly broken sound sounded.
Standing around Lin An, whether it was the North American high-level Awakener or Ender, they were like cracked fragments, exploding together with the four mirrors.
In the wind, the face that was cracked like porcelain still maintained an extremely distorted expression.
The confining barrier disappears, and time inside and outside is synchronized again.
The silver-white lenses in the sky were mixed with dead ashes, slowly blowing to the ground.
It was as if everything had never existed and peace had returned.
A second later, Lin An ignored the cry of killing coming from behind again, and just raised his head slightly to look at the refreshed white light.
Those are the resurrected Enders.
The two looked at each other from a distance, and Ander, who was wearing a silver crown, still maintained an indifferent expression.
But the hands lying flat on both sides were trembling uncontrollably.
After his resurrection, he did not choose to move forward.
Standing on the spot, Ender tried his best to control his body that was constantly shaking slightly. The senior management of the war zone who was also resurrected next to him stood aside like a living dead with dull eyes.
It seems that even the resurrection of the system cannot fully restore the fear they suffered.
It has nothing to do with reason and will.
When facing death at the rule level, any living being will suffer a fear effect that transcends all.
Perhaps only the dead can resist.
Looking at Ander, who had recovered unlike the others, Lin An just chuckled and turned away from looking at him, as if he was not worried at all =.
Looking down at the wounds on his body, Lin An couldn't help but sigh.
I have to say that Ender did cause him a lot of trouble.
The space arranged in advance was disruptive, limiting his mobility.
Time accelerated the confinement and cleverly cracked his ability to recover.
The three silver-helmeted giant swords, which were comparable to the third level and had strong mental resistance, reduced his bloodthirsty recovery ability to the extreme.
If you don't have enough cards, maybe Ender is stronger.
It's hard to say that I need to be resurrected again, which will waste a lot of time.
"Ender!"
"Lord Ender!?"
The battlefield is noisy.
The other awakened people in North America who were originally reserved as a back-up and ambushed around them looked at the motionless Ender in horror.
They knew what Ender had prepared.
They saw the horrific injuries on Lin An's body and his extremely weak aura.
If Ander and the senior management hadn't suddenly died collectively, they would have rushed forward to give Lin An the final blow.
No matter how you look at it, that monster has reached its final moments, and its shaky body is still struggling to recover from its injuries. It looks extremely miserable.
"stop"
Hoarseness.
Ander raised his hand to stop everyone, and took a deep look at Lin An's back. He also felt that Lin An must have reached his limit.
And they still have one chance to resurrect, and there are still more than a thousand people in the entire alliance who can fight again!
The Awakened Ones who were attacking from behind could escape from the entanglement of the giant bear in at most three seconds and attack Lin An again.
But
Even though he heard the voices in his ears urging him to give instructions, he couldn't say a word at this time.
(So, you only have one trump card?)
The screen flashes back very quickly.
Recalling that Lin An's expression remained unchanged despite his own judgment that he was in a certain death situation, he recalled the fear he had just encountered.
At this moment, an irresistible thought arose in his mind.
A short but long wait.
Three seconds later, Ander took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.
"Let's go! Quit the death match!"
Accustomed to absolute rationality and logic, he did not dare to bet on what other trump cards Lin An had!
In fact, he always felt that he had already reached this situation, and this monster-like man
Still hasn’t revealed his true strength!
In other words, no need
Are all strategies meaningless in the face of absolute power?
Ender took one last look at the bloodstained figure and murmured in a low voice.
The words just fell.
Under the shocked and puzzled eyes of everyone, he withdrew from the fight to the death without hesitation.
The white light flashed away, and he chose to admit defeat.
As long as he lives, he still has hope.
Perhaps, at this stage, Lin An is no longer humanly capable of contending.
This move undoubtedly shocked everyone.
On the battlefield, a large number of awakened people tried their best to break through Xiong Hanzi's entanglement. They looked at Ender who suddenly left in shock. They felt as if they had witnessed the most incredible scene in this trial.
Even though the bear was already behind them, they still stared at the place where Ender disappeared.
They didn't know what happened, they only knew that Lin An looked miserable now.
Ender seemed to have used some method to almost destroy this monster!
So, why run!?
As the core mission of North America, Ender's departure is no less than the entire North America giving up the rewards of deathmatch.
He would rather allow his war zone to completely fail than dare to stay even half a minute longer!?
Incredible thoughts echoed in everyone's mind.
The picture is weird, if you look at it from high altitude.
The Alliance battlefield at this time is like a frozen picture.
At the edge is a giant bear chasing people everywhere, and at the core is Lin An standing where he is.
Surrounded by thousands of people, the figure looked small and lonely.
Enemies everywhere.
In the dead silence, Lin An looked around, tilted his head slightly, and held the Blade of Cain in his right hand to support his body.
In the eyes of greedy or uneasy people.
He chuckled and spoke slowly:
"Hand over your points and exit on your own."
"I can spare you from death"
Bright red blood beads slid down the hilt of the sword.
In the ears of everyone, Lin An's disdainful words were nothing less than naked contempt and provocation.
At this point, you still dare to ask us to withdraw!?
He laughed in anger.
All the war zones were angered almost at the same time, and it was difficult to suppress the hatred and greed in his heart.
Lin An's words were no less than the final catalyst.
"Kill him! He is already useless!!"
Roar and charge! Various psychic powers flash in unison.
Drops of blood fell to the ground.
"Pah-ta"
The metallic mask reflected distorted faces.
Without anyone paying attention, Lin An shook his head slightly, and his consciousness entered the Star Caller suit.
He actually no longer wanted to kill anymore.
It's just that there are always people who want to die.
Feeling the depleted mental power, Lin An calmly clicked on the Starlight Transformation.
It's a pity that some attributes are wasted
"Attribute conversion, consume a little strength, exchange for spiritual power"
The white light flashed away, and the silver hourglass of cause and effect appeared in front of him.
Looking at the crowd rushing in like a black tide, Lin An's eyes flashed with a coldness: