Delta: With wages in place, even the Demon King's top-tier protection is crushed.

The notification sound of the Mandel Brick being picked up rang in the headsets of all players across the entire map.

At that moment, the other remaining teams—Crawler, BSG, Tua, and Trident—all fell silent.

It's not that they didn't want to stop them.

They couldn't stop them.

That person has killed so many people since the start of the game, and every wave of kills has been overwhelming, leaving them no chance to fight back.

"Beep beep beep—" The four-minute countdown to deciphering the Mandel Brick began.

Holding the brick, Lü Ang walked step by step toward the decoding point on the second floor of the centrifugal building.

Haotian and Nanbowan followed behind him, remaining almost completely silent—not because they didn't want to talk, but because they were terrified.

They knew Lü Ang was strong, but this Lü Ang—and the Ang Ge they knew—was no longer the same species.

At the decryption point on the second floor of the centrifugal building, the creepers also tried to steal a wave of attacks.

Yang Qijia and Jian Xu sneaked over, using smoke and electric arrows to launch the best possible coordinated attack they could muster.

Then Lü Ang waited for them at the edge of the smoke—like waiting for a late delivery—and Yang Qijia had just shown half of his shoulder when an M14 bullet came flying over.

"Bang bang bang." Three shots, two to the head and one to the chest.

Yang Qijia was knocked down.

As Jian Xu tried to draw his gun, Lü Ang's Tiger Crouching Spear landed at his feet. The explosion sent Jian Xu staggering, and Lü Ang fired two more shots to finish him off.

[Bruce and Cucumber used M14 to eliminate the Creeper and Yang Qijia] team wipe.

The comments section was already in a frenzy:

"The crawler tried its best, but the opponent was a god!"

"How much time had passed between those two knockdowns?"

Yang Qijia: I used smoke and electric arrows... Lü Ang: Oh.

"This idiot is finally coming clean today, no more pretense!"

"This isn't a competition at all; it's Lü Ang's personal exhibition match!"

The other five teams: We're streamers too! Lü Ang: No, you guys are bots~!

And this is just the beginning.

The remaining squad then went on a rampage, seemingly driven mad, to stop Lü Ang and his men.

BSG's BBfps, along with Gloria, sneaked in from the black market corridor. The two set up their guns, fully equipped, and unleashed flashbangs, grenades, and incendiary bombs onto the second floor of the centrifuge building as if they were free. The fire and smoke enveloped the entire decoding point like a boiling pot of porridge.

Lu Ang didn't even lift an eyelid amidst the explosion. He told Haotian, "Fire two shots to the left, don't hit anyone." Haotian did as he was told. BBfps heard the gunshot from the left and slightly shifted its gun's muzzle—in that fraction of a second, Lu Ang darted out from the right, and the M14 completed the three actions of positioning, firing, and holstering the weapon in 0.3 seconds.

Headshot. Knockout. Finishing shot. Next.

Gloria tried to retreat with smoke, but Lü Ang's Tiger Crouch once again landed precisely at her feet. She was blown away from her cover, and Haotian finished her off with a burst of fire.

Bruce and Cucumber used M14s to knock down BSG and BBfps.

[Bruce and Haotian used the M14 to eliminate BSG and Gloria S] The team was wiped out.

On the other side, Nanbowan was positioned on the flank. Trident's ICEKING had finally repaired his armor and was preparing for a desperate gamble. He circled around from the central control area with Mad98. Just as they entered the corridor, Nanbowan's Bee Doctor smoke blocked their retreat. Lü Ang flanked from the other side, taking down Mad98 with two shots. He then turned and used a jetpack to catch up with ICEKING, who was only focused on escaping. Just as ICEKING was about to jump off the second floor of the centrifugal building, a bullet grazed his headphone wire—a headshot.

Trident, wipe out the team.

The final struggle came from Tua. Lin Shu and Yolo—their only remaining fighting force in this round—engaged in a futile battle against Lü Ang and his two teammates on the central bridge. Yolo's marksmanship remained accurate; he hit Lü Ang twice, but the shots struck the shoulder armor that Lü Ang had deliberately exposed. Lü Ang retaliated with three shots, two to the head and one to the chest. As Yolo fell, Lin Shu heard a soft sigh in his headset—not from Lü Ang, but from his own teammate.

Lin Shu didn't run. He stood on the central control bridge, holding the M14 that had been with him throughout the entire finals, facing Bruce's team which was closing in from three directions.

despair.

Lin Shu wanted to say something, but no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't squeeze out a single word.

Finally, Lü Ang's bullet arrived.

It's not mockery, it's respect—in the final battle of the finals, sending you out with bullets is the greatest respect for your opponent.

[Bruce and Cucumber used M14 to eliminate Dongba Tua and Linshu] wiped out the team.

Clear map.

In the commentary booth, Lao Hei had already loosened his tie.

He leaned back in his chair and said in a tone that was both desperate and absurd, "I don't know how to explain this game anymore... Lü Ang is like a different person. No, he's like a different species."

In the previous game, he was still engaged in a tug-of-war with Team Five. In this game, he has been dominating from the start—not the kind of domination where he 'gains the upper hand,' but the kind of domination where 'you're dead before you even see me.'

Every shot he fired was a headshot, every movement was anticipated in advance, and every item he used precisely blocked the enemy's escape route...

"Do you know what this means?" Ah Cheng chimed in, her voice laced with laughter—not mockery, but the instinctive reaction of someone speechless with amazement. "He turned an FPS game—a game full of uncertainty—into chess disguised as an FPS. Every move his opponent made was within his calculations, and every action he took was as precise as a machine."

The chat was silent for a moment, then two words appeared:

"Hanging Brother".

Two more words appeared: "Gods".

Then three more words appeared: "Not human".

In the end, only one sentence remained on the screen: "This is God."

"Did you guys count how many people Lü Ang killed in the last round?"

"I counted, twenty-one. The entire team's kills are his."

"Twenty-one... In the final game of the grand finals, he killed twenty-one people. Is he even human?"

"This data would get you kicked out of any cheating group; it's too fake."

"But it's true. It was broadcast live the whole time, an offline competition, with absolutely no possibility of cheating. That's Lü Ang for you."

"Ding-dong—!"

The Mandel Brick has been successfully deciphered.

Bruce's team secured the championship in this round.

When the green "Deciphered Successfully" message appeared, all the lights in the competition venue suddenly went out.

The vast venue was plunged into a thick darkness. The music, which had been so exhilarating just moments before, abruptly stopped, leaving only the heavy breathing of the audience who hadn't yet calmed down. Some people whispered unconsciously, while others raised their phones in the dark, the scattered light from the screens like shards of diamonds falling into the deep sea.

Then—golden light poured down from the dome.

Not one, but three.

……