SSS-level Corpse Explosion Technique

Hearing Lord Wendy's words, a look of shock flashed in Lannasir's eyes,

followed by great joy.

"If the Blood Ancestor revives, the glory of the Blood Race will surely be restored!"

Lannasir immediately extinguished the idea of causing trouble for Lin Yuan.

Compared to the Blood Ancestor's revival, what did the death of a son matter?

Once the Blood Ancestor revives, the bloodlines of all members of the Blood Race will receive a perfect upgrade.

Lannasir would be promoted from Count to Marquis.

Her strength would inevitably surge dramatically.

By then, Lannasir would exact vengeance for every grievance and repay every debt.

Thinking of this, Lannasir secretly muttered: Lucky fellow, let you live a little longer.

When Lannasir gave up the idea of seeking revenge, her fate was already sealed.

The Blood Ancestor's revival could only perfectly upgrade Lannasir's bloodline once.

But Lin Yuan was a cheat player.

By the time the Blood Ancestor revives, Lin Yuan would probably be able to tear the Blood Ancestor apart with his bare hands.

Therefore,

one absolutely cannot give the enemy time to grow.

Any feud must be settled on the spot.

Demon Slaying Island.

Lin Yuan walked up to the treasure chest.

He rubbed his hands together vigorously.

"Let me see what good things I can open."

The Blood Pool on Mars that could evade Attacks was quite good.

Although it was a bit ugly,

the advantage was that it could save his life.

Lin Yuan placed his hand on the Blood Treasure Chest.

The treasure chest disappeared, and three items appeared sequentially before Lin Yuan.

[Lannasir's Stockings]

Description: These are Lannasir's personal stockings, cherished by Mars as a treasure.

"Damn, what is this?" Lin Yuan looked disgusted.

"What a pervert."

The Flame of Incineration appeared on Lin Yuan's fingertip, instantly burning the stockings to ashes.

His gaze shifted to the second item.

[Pure Blood of Filth] (One-time Consumable)

Description: Can pollute weapons, causing them to temporarily lose their spirituality.

Seeing the name of this item, Lin Yuan knew Mars deserved to die.

If he had been allowed to live and leave, who knows how many people he would have harmed.

He thought obtaining a one-time item that could pollute weapons was already the limit,

but the appearance of the last item made Lin Yuan show a surprised expression.

It was a Skill Book.

An SSS-Rank Skill Book.

[Corpse Explosion Technique] (SSS)

Learning Requirement: Undead

Skill Description: Consumes 200,000 mana points to detonate all corpses within a three-hundred-meter radius. Each corpse deals 1,000,000 + intelligence * 5 magic damage. Stackable. Targets killed by Corpse Explosion Technique will also trigger Corpse Explosion Technique, dealing 100% of their maximum health points as magic damage to targets within range. cooldown: 5 minutes.

"He actually carried an SSS-Rank Skill with him." Lin Yuan was somewhat surprised.

"He can't even use this thing himself, why didn't he exchange it for Equipment and skills he could use?"

It wasn't that he didn't want to exchange it; Mars just hadn't had the time.

Mars had planned to, after completing the mission,

take a trip to the Temple of Stars and exchange it there for skills or Equipment he could use.

The idea was good,

but reality was extremely cruel.

In this Great Melee, Mars could have survived meeting anyone else.

Only meeting Lin Yuan meant death.

The only difference was whose hands he died by.

Mars's luck was terrible; he encountered A'lan.

He was brutally cut into a thousand pieces by the furious A'lan.

Lin Yuan turned around and handed the Corpse Explosion Technique Skill Book to Ghost, who had been loafing around the whole time.

Ghost took the Skill Book and laughed incessantly, "Jie jie jie."

Sister Lan is mighty!

A'lan was the first one to achieve a victory.

The others immediately sped up their search for prey.

A Li, who had initially been flying at low altitude,

immediately increased his height.

Not only did he stop concealing his aura,

but he also released his Sword Qi Aura.

It was full of aggression.

A thousand meters away,

several waves of enemies simultaneously spotted A Li's tracks.

One five-person squad was particularly excited.

The five people in the team came from the same Tribe,

all wearing coarse cloth and leather clothes, holding spears, and carrying bows and arrows on their backs.

They looked like Primitives.

The Captain, Yalda, shook his head slightly.

"Twelve hours have passed, and there are still people this foolish."

"I really don't know how he managed to survive the last twelve hours."

The other team members replied with a smile,

"Isn't this better? With this idiot drawing the attention of everyone around, we can just sweep them all up."

Yalda's team had long since discovered traces of others nearby.

They were just very well hidden.

Yalda didn't know the opponent's strength, so he didn't act rashly.

He merely set up many traps around them.

Twelve hours had passed since the start of the Great Melee.

Those who couldn't hold their patience had already been eliminated.

Most of those remaining had some strength.

Yalda planned to launch a sneak Attack during the interval when others were making a move against A Li,

to launch a sneak Attack,

sweeping up both the opponents and A Li.

The Mantis Stalks the Cicada, Unaware of the Oriole Behind.

Yalda thought he was the oriole that would have the last laugh,

little did he know that in A Li's eyes,

they were all just ants.

The ants, under the deterrence of A Li's Halo,

couldn't even stand.

A Li clasped his hands behind his back,

like an emperor inspecting the mortal world.

As long as an enemy appeared within the Halo's range,

they would be like someone hit by a Soul Loss Curse,

paralyzed on the ground, unable to react.

A Li loved slaughter and enjoyed the pleasure of battle.

Originally, A Li disdained attacking the weak.

But for the king of the melee,

A Li could make an exception this time.

He tapped his foot lightly, and the darkkin demon sword split into two.

The fire demon sword was beneath A Li's feet, continuing to carry him via Sword Flight.

The light demon sword, under A Li's control,

transformed into a Life-Reaping Hook-Lock,

instantly killing every Participant who appeared along the way.

When the light demon sword returned to A Li's hand,

all the Participants who had been hiding along the route,

had turned into Spirits slain by A Li's sword.

The five members of Yalda's squad died in unified poses.

Mockery still lingered in their eyes,

as if mocking those who overestimated themselves.

[Killed 12 Participants, Points +12]

Lin Yuan held a Tablet in his hand.

It clearly recorded the number of kills for each person.

A'lan: 25

A Li: 12

Tie Chui: 0

Efara: 0

Ayan: 0

Ghost: 0

Except for A'lan and A Li,

everyone else's numbers were still 0.

"None of the big guys have gotten started yet," Lin Yuan tilted his head and said to A'lan.

"A'lan, maybe this time the king of the melee really belongs to you."

"Master, you can't be sure about that," A'lan blinked.

"If it were Ayan, one shot of Flame of Destruction would result in an Indiscriminate Attack, killing who knows how many people."

As soon as she finished speaking,

the southern sky was dyed completely red.

Such a strange phenomenon appearing clearly meant Ayan had released the Flame of Destruction.

[Killed 438 Wraith Dragon Clan Spirits (LV40), experience +131,400]

[Killed 9 Participants, Points +9]

Ayan's single shot of Flame of Destruction,

directly raised his kill Count from 0 to 447,

making him the first place winner,

and the lead was a cliff-like margin.

This was like poking a hornet's nest.

The Spirits on Demon Slaying Island seemed to have been provoked,

immediately becoming berserk,

indiscriminately attacking all life in sight.