Zhou Yue wielded a massive two-meter-long broadsword, hacking away at the minions with each swing.
With his rage fully stacked, his critical strike rate had soared to 75%, meaning almost every fourth strike landed with a devastating blow.
The satisfying feedback of a critical hit made each slash feel exhilarating.
"Whoa, this blade feels amazing too! Gotta try it in a match someday!"
Zhou Yue was thoroughly pleased with the champion, the Barbarian King, happily pushing his lane with glee.
After the Demonic AI summoned the Teemo Demon King, the entire enemy team camped mid, leaving Zhou Yue free to farm in peace.
"Finally, I don’t have to see that damn—"
Before he could finish, a teleportation circle suddenly appeared beneath his feet.
"…"
Zhou Yue’s smile froze on his face.
The next second, the teleportation array whisked him straight into the presence of the Teemo Demon King.
Their eyes met.
Staring down at the tiny Teemo, who barely reached his knees, Zhou Yue itched to punch the little menace.
But after countless beatings, he knew full well he stood no chance against this pint-sized terror…
The Teemo blinked at him, looking slightly puzzled.
That expression felt eerily familiar—like he’d seen it somewhere before…
"Damn it, I’ll fight you to the—"
[Teemo Demon King has slain Unbreakable (Barbarian King)!]
……
A few dozen seconds later.
"Zhong Yi, didn’t you say he wouldn’t come to the side lanes…?"
Zhou Yue grumbled as he respawned at the fountain.
Everything had happened so fast—he hadn’t even remembered to activate his ultimate.
"Well, did he actually go to your lane?"
"…"
"Relax, old Zhou. These special abilities have cooldowns. A long-range teleport like that has an especially long one. You’re safe to push now!"
"Fine."
Zhou Yue bought another attack speed sword and headed back to the bot lane.
As Zhong Yi had predicted, the Teemo Demon King never appeared in the top or bot lanes—otherwise, the players wouldn’t stand a sliver of a chance.
In contrast, the Teemo Demon King, controlled by the remnant of the Heavenly Dao, was terrifyingly powerful.
Other Demonic AI units had at most three extra skills.
But the Heavenly Dao remnant had access to every champion’s abilities.
In short, once the Teemo Demon King manifested the Heavenly Dao’s true power, players had zero chance of winning in a direct confrontation!
Seeing the Teemo Demon King suddenly dip into the bot-side jungle, Zhou Yue tensed.
"Tch, as long as he doesn’t enter the jungle, it’s fine…"
Humming to himself, Zhou Yue marched forward confidently.
Then—
Without warning—
An arm shot out from the brush near the stone golems, yanking him straight into the jungle.
"???"
Zhou Yue was dumbfounded.
"Got~cha~"
"Bastard! I’ll fight you to the death!!"
……
Even with his ultimate activated, it only bought him five extra seconds.
Zhou Yue returned to the fountain once more.
"Zhong Yi!! You said—"
Before he could finish, Zhong Yi cut in:
"Tell me, did he actually leave the jungle?"
"…No."
"Exactly. Just stick with the minions this time. Don’t get hooked again."
"Fine."
……
This time, Zhou Yue played it smart, leisurely following the minions down the lane.
When he reached the stone golem brush, he even juked back and forth, dancing like a madman.
Zhong Yi couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight.
"Stop overthinking it! It’s not like the Teemo Demon King has a personal vendetta against you, right?"
The moment he said it, an enhanced Light Binding shot out from the same damned brush.
A barrage of restraining spells flew from all directions, pinning Zhou Yue in place—then that same unnaturally long arm reached out again…
……
……
As Zhou Yue’s agonized howls echoed from the jungle, the others couldn’t decide whether to pity him or laugh.
Zhong Yi, safely pushing top, secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
There was one crucial detail he hadn’t shared with the team about his plan.
Someone had to distract the Teemo Demon King.
It couldn’t be Zhou Qiaoling, who drew too much aggro.
It couldn’t be Mu Yawen, who buffed allies.
And it definitely couldn’t be Li Moran, their main defender…
That left only Zhou Yue.
Besides, no one else could even do the job.
From Zhong Yi’s observations, the Teemo Demon King’s first target was almost always Zhou Yue…
And so, the plan succeeded.
Both the monstrous Teemo Demon King and the annoying Demonic AI were locked down in mid and the jungle.
Zhong Yi split-pushed to his heart’s content—it was like playing a solo game!
"Junior Sister Zhou, keep an eye out for recalls or teleports! I’m pushing high ground!!"
……
……
Li Moran defended their base flawlessly.
Zhou Qiaoling pulled aggro with bated breath.
Zhong Yi backdoored with unbridled joy.
Only one person was left battered, bruised, and seething with rage.
"Damn it, I’ll take you down with me!!"
Zhou Yue struggled to suppress the spiritual energy in his physical body, terrified that an outburst might disconnect him from the illusion.
Since when was bullying allowed like this?
Death after death, in every possible humiliating way.
Zhou Yue gritted his teeth, cursing the fact that cultivation couldn’t be brought into the illusion. Otherwise, he’d have taught this Teemo Demon King a brutal lesson!
Gripping his broadsword, he abandoned the bot lane entirely.
Straight into the jungle he went!
The Teemo Demon King raised an eyebrow, his slit-like eyes flashing with a cruel, bloody light as he struck even harder…
……
Zhong Yi pushed unimpeded through the top lane, taking down the high ground turret before recalling to upgrade his items.
Phantom Dancer, Statikk Shiv, Bloodthirster—the holy trinity of noob-friendly gear.
"Again!!"
Zhong Yi’s eyes burned with determination as he teleported straight into the enemy base.
"Hold the line… buy me as much time as you can!!"
……
"AGAIN!!!"
Zhou Yue roared in unison.
By now, he’d cast aside all reason—his only thought was to kill this damned Teemo Demon King.
In the blink of an eye, Zhou Yue’s health bar plummeted to critical levels.
Fully immersed in the fight, he timed his Undying Rage perfectly, activating it just as the killing blow landed. Five seconds of invincibility—five seconds to fight like a true barbarian.
The Teemo Demon King’s crimson eyes gleamed as dark flames coalesced in his palm.
Waves of black fire engulfed Zhou Yue.
Even in the illusion, he felt an agony that seared his bones and shattered his soul.
"I refuse to yield!"
Zhou Yue bellowed, swinging his broadsword wildly against the flames.
"Even if the heavens demand my death, I won’t submit!!"
"BREAK!!!"
As the Barbarian King’s ultimate, Endless Rage, flickered out—
The last ember of his life force guttered…
Yet within the endless black flames, Zhou Yue glimpsed faint golden runes swirling…
……
……
[VICTORY!]
The long-awaited victory screen appeared before the five players.
"We won!!"
"Senior Brother Zhong, your strategy was brilliant!"
"Hahaha… the glory of the Lingxiao Sect rests on our shoulders! Huh? Zhou Yue, what’s wrong?"
……
Zhou Yue gazed thoughtfully at his hands, having completely forgotten that not long ago, he had been struggling for victory in the Demonic Dao Human-Machine Battle.
Suddenly, a faint smile curled at the corners of his lips.
"I... have attained enlightenment!"
......
......
The sixth day after the launch of the Demonic Dao Human-Machine Battle.
The Lingxiao Sect team, led by Zhong Yi, triumphed over the Demonic Dao machines, earning fame across the land.
On the same day,
Zhou Yue, a true disciple of the Lingxiao Sect, broke through to the mid-stage of Divine Transformation.
Within the illusory realm, he comprehended the [Heavenly Prison]—a power capable of incinerating all ten thousand Dao arts in existence.
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
