Sexy Heavenly Demon
The live viewer count had just surpassed eighty thousand.
Eighty thousand people staying glued to the stream without leaving even as the game changed—this was clear proof that the number of regular viewers for his channel had grown significantly.
With those eighty thousand eyes watching, Myeong-yun strolled toward the exit with a leisurely gait.
The Buddha chased after his afterimage, while the Gunslinger sprinted to block the emergency exit.
Using the vibration data within the map to head for an exit with no killers nearby, Myeong-yun suddenly stopped right before stepping through.
Myeong-yun stood there silently, waiting without a word.
Soon enough, the Gunslinger came trudging over from the distance.
He drew a pair of pistols from his holster, then deliberately dropped them on the ground to signal he had no intention of attacking.
“It seems you have something you wish to say to this seat.”
The reason Myeong-yun had waited was simple. Since he had tormented them throughout the match, he figured this much compensation was only fair.
Of course, both the Gunslinger and Sexy4Eva had been having the time of their lives the entire game.
Watching the legendary Heavenly Demon’s godlike physical prowess up close and in real time? There was no way they wouldn’t enjoy it. They practically wanted to break into dance.
Myeong-yun extended his palm toward the Gunslinger and spoke.
“If you have something to say, then speak.”
Since voice chat between survivors and killers was impossible, Myeong-yun offered his palm so the other could write whatever he wanted.
The Gunslinger dropped to one knee, carefully supporting Myeong-yun’s hand with one of his own, then began tracing letters across the palm with his index finger.
Each character was written with trembling, reverent care, making the whole scene look almost like an act of worship toward the Heavenly Demon.
Myeong-yun read the words Sexy4Eva was writing one by one, then finally burst into laughter, unable to hold it back.
“Haha. So that is what you normally think of this seat? How audacious.”
As the chat exploded with demands to know what was written, Myeong-yun glanced at Sexy4Eva as if asking for permission to reveal it.
Sexy4Eva nodded proudly and thumped his own chest.
Myeong-yun smiled faintly and announced,
“He says this seat is sexy.”
There really was no other word for it. The man was utterly audacious.
What the Gunslinger had written on Myeong-yun’s palm were the exact words: Heavenly Demon-nim is so sexy.
Myeong-yun had laughed in pure disbelief, and the viewers followed suit, their laughter flooding the chat.
Who could have predicted he would write something like that?
HeavenlyDemonChurchEntranceMat: I am the first survivor to ever kneel before you. Heavenly Demon-nim is insanely sexy. Thank you.
A few ultra chats flew in as well.
Myeong-yun genuinely couldn’t understand what part of this everyone found so entertaining.
He gave a small bow to the visibly proud Sexy4Eva and continued.
“I look forward to your continued support. Strive to be of help to the Divine Cult.”
“Just trust me! Heavenly Demon-nim!”
It was a reply that could never be heard.
Yet Myeong-yun heard the Gunslinger’s voice loud and clear.
With his hands clasped behind his back, Myeong-yun turned and walked out through the exit.
All the while, Sexy4Eva remained on one knee, watching Myeong-yun’s departing figure with reverence.
And so, the first round of Dead by Overdrive came to an end.
Because there was simply too much information to process, even after the game ended the viewers couldn’t stop talking about “Sexy Heavenly Demon.”
Once viewers latched onto something, they would chew on it until they got sick of it. That was simply the nature of broadcast audiences.
Myeong-yun let them enjoy themselves.
Since there was nothing negative about it, he decided to let them call him whatever they wanted.
At that moment, however, Myeong-yun had no idea.
He had no clue just how long the “Sexy Heavenly Demon” meme would stick around…
After playing a few more rounds of Overdrive mode, Myeong-yun successfully wrapped up the fan meeting with his viewers.
All seven survivors and two killers had been filled by viewers, leading to some truly wholesome “fun gaming” moments.
At one point all nine of them held hands and danced the ganggangsullae around Myeong-yun in the center.
When he was dragged into the circle, Myeong-yun felt slightly unsettled, as if he were participating in some kind of cult ritual.
Anyway, after happily playing around with the viewers, it was time for ultra chat thanks and a bit of casual chatting.
“Ah, I almost forgot. There is one announcement I must make.”
Watching the flood of desperate pleas not to take a break, Myeong-yun gave a small chuckle.
Did spending time with him really bring them that much joy?
Since Myeong-yun himself found the moments he spent with his viewers quite enjoyable, he could understand their feelings.
To ease their anxiety, he made it clear right away that it wasn’t a break.
“It is not the hiatus you all fear. It is something you will be far happier to hear.”
One viewer had guessed correctly.
Myeong-yun and Sang-hyun had decided to announce their participation in the Virtual On Field Festival to the viewers today.
The related embargo had been lifted, and the promotional season was officially beginning.
“The announcement is that a good opportunity has arisen, so this seat has decided to participate in the Virtual On Field Festival.”
Legend on Field was a battle royale survival PvP game.
Commonly abbreviated as LOF or simply On Field, the game had been developed by a Korean company called Deep Blue.
It was a virtual reality port of an older title, and its release had once again stirred up a storm in the battle royale genre.
Deep Blue regularly hosted tournaments for promotion, and one of them was the Virtual On Field Festival, a competition exclusively for virtual streamers.
One hundred virtual streamers carefully selected by the company after rigorous screening.
A prize pool totaling three hundred million won.
An arena where invited VTubers from any country could throw down in glorious chaos.
That was the Virtual On Field Festival.
“The game company wished to invite this seat, so I accepted. I am not very familiar with battle royale, but from what I have heard it seems similar to gu poison, which piqued my interest.”
“Does it not sound entertaining? It seems the others have already begun practicing.”
“Hmm. You mean teammates? I believe it is conducted through a draft selection. They call it a draft.”
“Heh heh.”
Myeong-yun chuckled softly.
The Legend on Field played in the Virtual On Field Festival was a squad-based game.
Each squad consisted of four players. Twenty-five squads would compete until only one remained in this battle royale.
However, Myeong-yun had no intention of forming a team for this festival.
He didn’t have any close streamer friends to begin with, and it didn’t align with the direction he and Sang-hyun wanted for the channel.
The concept they desired for the Heavenly Demon Myeong-yun channel was overwhelming martial might.
A distinctive playstyle built on physical prowess that no one else could replicate.
That was both the beginning and the ultimate goal of the Heavenly Demon Myeong-yun channel.
Therefore, they had decided to avoid team-based PvP games.
So why was he participating in this Virtual On Field Festival?
Because the host, Deep Blue, had approved his solo entry.
Myeong-yun was currently the hottest topic in both Nutube and the entire virtual streaming scene. Just securing him would generate massive publicity, so they were willing to make the exception.
Besides, they didn’t seem to believe that entering a team game alone would allow him to take first place anyway.
Myeong-yun chose not to mention that part to the viewers yet.
Wasn’t it far more entertaining to keep such facts hidden and reveal them on the day of the event?
He would participate in the draft, but there was no chance he would actually be picked.
“Heh heh heh.”
Myeong-yun simply smiled at the incoming chat messages.
He wondered what kind of reaction they would have on draft day when they learned he wouldn’t be teaming up with anyone.
After a little more casual chatter, Myeong-yun smiled brightly and said,
“Well then, today’s broadcast shall end here. I wish you all a pleasant night.”