Legendary Broken Player - VRMMORPG-Chapter 826 - An Arena Split in Two

Explosion after explosion erupted with brutal intensity, making it feel as if the entire stadium itself was detonating. The sheer power of the blasts, amplified by the massive sound system, sent vibrations through the seats, making the audience feel the impact as if they were part of the battle.

Experiencing a battle of this scale and grandeur in person was on a whole different level compared to watching it online. Nearly everyone in attendance felt completely drawn into the breathtaking clash unfolding in this grand final.

But… after that massive explosion… Everyone was dying to know what had happened to the two contenders, Broken and Frostedge. When their profiles flashed on the screen, the entire crowd was left in shock—both players still had full health.

This was insane!

As the smoke and aftermath of the colossal blast began to settle, two figures gradually came back into view. But then, something else made the entire audience gasp in disbelief—because what they saw was eerily familiar.

Standing in the arena where Frostedge had been, a massive ice golem now loomed behind him, shielding him from the devastating explosion unleashed by Broken. The Frost Titan's left side was shattered, with chunks of ice scattered across the battlefield.

Yet, that wasn't even the most shocking part. This Frost Titan was different from the one before!

There were now two Frost Titans on the field!

How!? What!? Frostedge hadn't even revealed his full arsenal yet.

Just how far did the limits of these two players' power go?

Broken observed the battlefield closely, analyzing the situation and coming to a conclusion—this Frost Titan might be something Frostedge summoned whenever he took a massive hit. And this was already the second time. Who knew how many more times he could do this?

Still, Broken doubted that Frostedge could keep this up more than three times.

If he could land another devastating attack, then at the very least, he was confident that no more Frost Titans would appear. That would force Frostedge to find another way to withstand his onslaught.

This guy was really hiding a lot, wasn't he? And this was probably just the tip of the iceberg. Broken needed to push Frostedge to his absolute limit again—before Gaia's duration ran out.

Even though in an intense one-on-one battle like this, time felt like it was moving slower, the ten-minute duration of Gaia's effect still felt incredibly long.

"FROSTEDGE! FROSTEDGE! FROSTEDGE!"

Broken's attention shifted to the massive transparent screens surrounding the battlefield, where he heard the deafening chants of the crowd, all cheering for his opponent. The sheer volume of their voices was overwhelming—and strangely moving. Even though all that support was directed at the man he was fighting against.

In some sections of the arena, Frostedge's fans were even tossing red roses toward the stage… It was exactly like what happened when Hand Feng retired from the world of ice skating years ago. These people had come here not just to watch a battle but to show their unwavering support for their hero once again.

Frostedge had already recovered, and the fight was about to resume. But the roaring cheers for him were unreal. Was it possible that the majority of the audience here were Frostedge's fans?

Where were Broken's supporters? He didn't hear a single voice calling out his name.

Was he jealous? No. He shouldn't be.

The man he was fighting wasn't some rising star who had exploded onto the scene overnight. Frostedge had already carved his name into legend long before Immortal Legacy even existed. He had earned this moment, this devotion, through years of struggle. He deserved this level of support.

Brando, the caster, let out an amused chuckle as he watched the scene unfold.

"Man, listen to that crowd! If you didn't know better, you'd think this was a Frostedge tribute event instead of a grand final! But let's not forget—Broken isn't just some underdog here. He's proven time and time again that he belongs on this stage. The question is… can he shake off the pressure of this overwhelming crowd support and stay locked in?"

"One thing's for sure—this match is far from over."

Until—

Broken heard it. Faintly at first.

"BROKEN! BROKEN! BROKEN!"

What was that? Were people… chanting his name?

He glanced at the massive transparent screens surrounding the battlefield and saw them—people rising from their seats, calling out for him!

Was this real? They were supporting Broken?! But why?

On the screens, he spotted familiar faces—his guildmates, players he had fought against in previous matches, and even an entire row of people shouting his name with their fists raised high.

He wasn't alone. He had his own supporters now.

It might not have been as overwhelming as the wave of cheers Frostedge received, but… was that even true?

Maylon, Euna, Freya, London, and the others were all there, their voices joining together as they roared his name with unshaken determination.

And wait—why did it suddenly sound just as loud?

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No way. This wasn't possible, was it?

Brando's voice came through the broadcast, filled with excitement.

"Oh-ho-ho, would you listen to that!? First, it was Frostedge's name shaking the stadium, and now—Broken's getting just as much love! This place is split right down the middle! Two legends, two warriors, and one grand final—"

"This is proof that both of them belong on this stage!"

The camera refocused on the two players, both poised to continue their battle. Their eyes locked with unwavering intensity, revealing their absolute focus. They were fully immersed in this fight, pushing themselves to the limit, showing immense respect for one another, yet doing everything in their power to claim victory. This was an all-out war.

The battle resumed!

Once again, Frostedge unleashed a devastating sequence of skills, starting with a massive ice meteor crashing into the arena, shaking the stadium down to its core. Then, as if that wasn't enough, the entire battlefield became encased in ice, transforming into his domain—a frozen throne under his complete control.

Broken was under relentless pressure.

The onslaught came from all directions—environmental hazards, the massive ice dome above raining shards upon him, and, of course, Frostedge himself, attacking with a brutal yet flawless precision.

They continued to exchange spectacular skill clashes, their attacks colliding in explosions so massive they left the audience in awe. Every time another burst of power shook the battlefield, countless players watching could only comment in disbelief—

"What have I even been doing in this game? How are these two even real?"

And then…

Something no one saw coming happened.

A towering ethereal figure suddenly materialized behind Broken—a warrior clad in heavy black and gold armor, wielding a massive greatsword that radiated overwhelming power.

"GOLDEN PARAGON!"

Brando screamed into the mic, his voice filled with shock and excitement.

Euna sat up straight, eyes wide. "Broken's already using it? Is this really the right moment for Golden Paragon!?"

Because those who truly understood what this meant knew one undeniable fact—

Golden Paragon could only be activated in the most desperate situations, when there was no other way out.

Because once the duration ended…

Broken would lose everything.

And he wouldn't be able to fight again.