Samsara Paradise: Dream Weaver of Connections.

[Judging in progress... Contractor's soul strength passed.]

[Dizziness duration reduced by 90%, now 0.3 seconds.]

Lin Yi only felt a blur before his eyes, and when he woke up, the lingering light spots in his vision had not yet faded.

Lin Yi didn't have time to think. His body instinctively formed a shield in front of him, and he was blown away by the violent energy.

The terrifying impact slammed into Lin Yi's body, causing him to crash into a huge, upside-down tree root in the distance, like a kite with a broken string.

"Bang!" A dull thud echoed through the cave, sending countless pebbles raining down and hitting Lin Yi's face.

Lin Yi's abyssal power instantly plummeted, and the weakness in his soul made the crimson color at the edge of his vision even more intense.

At the edge of the altar, the Mad King raised his head, and his face was finally revealed beneath his long golden hair.

Its outline still retained the delicate features and pointed ears characteristic of elves, but its once handsome face was now covered with dense, spiderweb-like dark red cracks, and its skin was a deathly gray, as if it were about to shatter at any moment.

His eyes held no emotion befitting a living being, only endless tyranny and hatred for all living things.

The moment those eyes locked onto him, Lin Yi felt as if he were being targeted by a bloodthirsty beast, and a chill emanating from the depths of his soul instantly spread throughout his body.

"Cough..." Lin Yi forcibly suppressed the churning blood in his throat, struggled to straighten his body from the hollow of the tree root, and wiped the blood foam seeping from the corner of his mouth.

Lin Yi held the black and white roses horizontally in front of him and began to think of a solution.

A direct confrontation? No way.

The Mad King's attacks are impossible to defend against; a pattern must be found to counter them.

Lin Yi's gaze returned to the center of the altar. The scarlet "vessels" continued to pour scarlet power into the body on the altar. The body's movements seemed to have become more intense, as if it was enduring greater pain. The neutralized dark red mist emanating from the body's surface also became thicker.

A thought flashed through Lin Yi's mind: no matter what, let's give it a try first.

boom! boom! boom!
The battle erupted again, and every seemingly casual gesture of the Mad King could trigger an explosion at any point in this space.

The attack was incredibly powerful and had a wide range, forcing Lin Yi to push his senses to their limits, as if he were fleeing for his life on a battlefield riddled with invisible landmines.

The Dark Soul Silk became the key to Lin Yi's survival and movement. The silk threads were wrapped around a support point in the distance, providing a fulcrum for changing direction.

The Hercules Shield serves as a temporary shield to block splash damage and can also be used as a stepping stone for a double jump.

Boom!

The giant stalagmite that Lin Yi had just stepped over, which required several people to hug, was blasted in half by the Mad King's attack.

The tree root, weighing tens of tons, crashed down with a deafening roar, raising a cloud of dust.

Lin Yi abruptly stopped and sprinted amidst the shockwave of the explosion, like a small boat about to be swallowed up in a raging sea.

At this moment, Lin Yi's health points on the panel were slowly rising under the continuous erosion of [Crimson Tremor]. As time went by, Lin Yi's reaction and speed were affected to some extent.

However, the number of crimson erosion layers did not exceed 30. Once the number of crimson erosion layers became too high, Lin Yi would directly use a purification spell to clear the number of layers to zero.

After waiting for a minute, the opportunity arose after Lin Yi dodged.

He had just used Dark Soul Silk to dodge a soul explosion that exploded overhead, landing precisely on a massive broken root close to the body of the ancient god at the center of the altar.

The shockwave from the explosion carried a large amount of debris, with several larger pieces hitting the center of the altar.

Just as those pebbles were about to strike the crimson "vessels" connecting the ancient gods' bodies, the Mad King, who had been attacking like a machine, showed a very slight pause in his movements.

Although the pause lasted only a fraction of a second, and the next attack still followed immediately, Lin Yi still managed to detect this anomaly.

Upon discovering this, Lin Yi stopped dodging and began to consciously provoke the Mad King's attacks towards the altar.

boom!
An explosion occurred beside him, and Lin Yi deliberately directed the shockwave towards a blood vessel connected to the ancient god's body.

Just as the energy shockwave was about to reach a blood vessel, the Mad King unleashed a crimson sword light that struck the shockwave, obliterating it completely.

Lin Yi seized this fleeting opportunity, and a sword aura grazed the edge of the annihilating energy, shooting straight at the Mad King's face.

The Mad King's sword strike, which he had just completed, paused slightly, and he instinctively parried with his sword.

"Blow it up!"

Boom! ! !

The giant tree root beneath Lin Yi's feet was detonated from within by the power of the abyss, and the resulting debris transformed into a destructive torrent that rushed straight towards the body at the center of the altar.

The Mad King's longsword spun, transforming into a massive crimson barrier that completely blocked the explosive impact created by Lin Yi.

Its attention to Lin Yi finally had a very brief gap at this moment!

Just as the crimson barrier collided with the explosive torrent, a soldier from the Shadow Legion silently appeared on the altar.

In its hand, it tightly clutches an Apollo.

The Mad King's senses instantly detected the figure of the Shadow Legion soldier, and he wanted to turn around and kill it with a sword.

Unfortunately, the Shadow Legion's soldiers had already been ordered by Lin Yi before they even appeared.

It faithfully carried out Lin Yi's final command, piercing Apollo's core with its hand in its grasp.

boom------! ! ! !

The world fell silent at that moment.

Space, like a glass vessel smashed to the ground by a naughty child, shatters inch by inch.

Light and heat beyond description erupted from Apollo.

The primordial fire of creation bursts forth at the very core of this earth.

The golden flames of the sun, like billions of raging golden lions breaking free of their restraints, instantly devoured the soldiers of the Shadow Legion, and then expanded and spread outwards with unstoppable destructive force!
The first to be affected was the enormous body of the ancient god. The moment its body came into contact with the flames of the sun, it was like a wax figure exposed to the scorching sun, emitting a terrifying "sizzling" sound and visibly vaporizing at high speed.

Those scarlet "vessels" that pierced deeply into His body were as fragile as spider silk in the face of the supremely yang and powerful true fire of the sun, and were instantly burned off.

Immediately afterwards, a golden wave of flames slammed into the Mad King Elk Lortheran, who had just turned around to try to stop the attack.

"Ugh—!"

The Mad King's ancient rattan armor, woven from vines and covered with dull silver leaf plates, suddenly lit up with countless dense runes.

These runes flashed wildly, forming a pale green energy shield in an attempt to withstand Apollo's attack.

However, Apollo's close-range burst was far more powerful than imagined.

The pale green shield shattered instantly upon contact with the golden flames, like thin ice thrown into boiling water, lasting less than half a second before collapsing.

The rattan armor itself began to char and break apart under the extreme high temperatures following the Apollo explosion.

A terrifying shockwave, mixed with flames that could incinerate everything, engulfed the Mad King.

"Pfft!" After being hit by the impact, the Mad King slammed into a thick root of the World Tree behind him, causing spiderweb-like cracks to appear in the entire cave.

The spiderweb-like dark red cracks on His body instantly expanded, and a lot of scarlet power seeped out from them in an attempt to heal the wounds, but they were instantly scorched by the high temperature, making a sizzling sound.

The Mad King's health points plummeted instantly, and his already withered and ashen face was now shrouded in deathly aura, with most of his golden hair burned off.

At the same moment Apollo was detonated, Lin Yi had already activated Abyssal Shield.

Lin Yi was well aware of the explosive power of Apollo. If Apollo were to explode in such a confined space, its power would be nothing short of devastating.

Moreover, the environment after Apollo's attack was extremely harsh, and the burning sun flames everywhere were not to be trifled with.

A golden torrent of destruction arrived in an instant, slamming heavily against the shield formed by [Abyssal Shield].

Unfortunately, even if Lin Yi blew up the world, it wouldn't affect him in the slightest when faced with [Abyssal Shield].

Outside the cave, Leonard stared in awe at the scene in the sky. Standing guard at the entrance to the World Tree's massive root system, Leonard felt the ground beneath his feet tremble violently. Several incredibly thick, golden pillars of fire, seemingly composed of liquid gold, carrying unimaginable heat and a purifying aura, erupted from the massive, charred trunk of the World Tree, like volcanoes that had been suppressed for millions of years finally finding an outlet.

"hiss--!"

Leonard gasped, feeling his hair and eyebrows instantly singed and charred by the terrifying heat that hit him.

He practically tumbled and crawled backward, landing awkwardly behind a huge black basalt rock, where he curled up tightly.

The golden pillar of fire, like a spear of dawn piercing through endless darkness, carried a strong aura of destruction and plunged fiercely into the thick gray fog dome.

Chi Chi Chi -!
The thick, impenetrable gray fog, upon contact with the golden flames, seemed to have met its nemesis, emitting a shrill hiss as it was forcefully burned away.

Wherever the pillar of fire passed, the omnipresent crimson power in the air dissipated rapidly, like snow meeting boiling oil.

Leonard hid behind the rocks, his heart pounding, staring in disbelief at the miraculous sight.

He recognized the aura of the flames—it was an item that Lord Lin Yi had used in the outskirts of Bloodclaw Fortress, but the power unleashed this time far surpassed any previous one.

Leonard couldn't even imagine what a cataclysmic apocalyptic scene was like deep underground. His greatest relief at that moment was that he hadn't gone down there with Lin Yi.

"God above... My lord, please be safe and sound..." Leonard gripped his weapon tightly, silently praying while scanning his surroundings with increased vigilance to prevent any accidents that might be alerted by the explosion.

Inside the cave.

The Apollo eruption was like a thunderbolt at the dawn of the universe—it came quickly and went quickly.

However, the consequences it caused were like a brand, permanently altering the form of this underground space.

As soon as the duration of [Abyssal Shield] ended, Lin Yi immediately put on a gas mask.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of sulfur. The oxygen in the space had been used as a catalyst in the explosion, and if Lin Yi hadn't been wearing a mask, he would have been in a state of oxygen deprivation.

The gas mask features dark, multi-layered composite lenses around the eyes to ensure they are not burned by light sources.

The mouth and nose are connected to a filter canister and a miniature oxygen supply device, ensuring that the wearer can survive in the harshest environments.

This gas mask was purchased by Lin Yi from the Blue Merchant Guild at a high price. It comes with an oxygen supply function, which can ensure that the user can continue to survive even in an oxygen-free environment.

Before our eyes, the thick layer of black ash and soil that once covered the ground had disappeared, replaced by large swathes of molten lava bubbling with intense heat.

These lava flows like golden lakes and winding streams, spreading, converging, cooling, and then being melted by new high temperatures within this vast underground space.

Moreover, the solar flames from the Apollo explosion were not completely extinguished; they remained burning on the surface of the roots of the World Tree.

These leaping golden flames illuminated the entire vast space in a golden-red hue, with light and shadow dancing wildly on the flowing lava and jagged ruins, creating a hellish scene.

The crimson power that had been omnipresent in the air was completely swept away.

Occasionally, wisps of crimson power would try to escape from deeper ley lines or from the Mad King, but as soon as they appeared, they were burned away by the residual solar fire in the air, and could no longer form the omnipresent corrosive force field they had before.

[Note: The concentration of 'Crimson Power' in the environment has decreased significantly, the effect of Crimson Tremor has been greatly weakened, and the current erosion damage has been reduced to 12 points per second (68% immunity has been granted)!]

The park's reminder cheered Lin Yi up; Apollo was really useful in such a confined space.

Mad King Elke Lortheran was kneeling on the edge of the flowing lava, barely managing to stay upright by the longsword stuck in the ground.

Having withstood an Apollo Instant Explosion at close range, even the Mad King Elk Lortheran, the big boss of this world, suffered considerable damage.

Its left arm was completely torn apart and vaporized at the very center of the explosion, leaving only a charred break at the shoulder.

The rattan armor on its body turned to ashes, and the fragments fell into the lava and were burned, leaving only a few charred remnants, like tattered shrouds, hanging pitifully on its withered and charred body.

The exposed skin was covered with deep carbonized burn marks and cracked wounds, with dark red blood constantly seeping out and quickly congealing under the high temperature.

His once-glorious golden hair was almost completely burned off, leaving only charred stubble clinging to his scalp, resembling a man with scabies.

Tyranny, madness, hatred... The Mad King's eyes were fixed on Lin Yi.

Lin Yi dared not approach; the aura emanating from the other party was far too dangerous, like a volcano about to erupt.

"Uh...ho ho..."

The Mad King let out a meaningless roar, his body leaning forward as if the supporting bones were melting in an instant.

Large swaths of thick, viscous blood, like melted tar, gushed from the charred, cracked wounds on its body.

In the blink of an eye, a giant blood sphere with a diameter of over two meters appeared beside the lava pool, completely enveloping the Mad King.

The surface of the blood cells churned violently, with countless contorted faces of pain appearing and disappearing within them.

The opportunity is fleeting!
The crystal bottle containing the "Words of Purple Tears" instantly appeared in Lin Yi's palm.

"Ding!"

The crisp sound of the crystal bottle was almost inaudible amidst the roar of the lava. Lin Yi flicked the cork off with his left thumb.

Without the slightest hesitation, with a flick of his wrist, the purple liquid in the bottle poured onto the blade of the Black and White Rose sword.

Zizzi——!
The moment the Purple Tears touched the blade, a strange, purplish-black smoke rose from it, within which seemed to appear the faces of countless elves screaming in agony before vanishing in an instant.

Lin Yi leaned back like a fully drawn bow, using his waist and abdomen to generate power. His arm became a blur as he hurled the Black and White Rose Longsword fiercely towards the center of the giant, churning blood sphere.

Woo——!
The longsword tore through the scorching air.

puff!

A dull, piercing sound rang out as the black and white rose penetrated the very core of the blood cell.

The sword was completely submerged, leaving only the hilt outside, trembling violently.

"Awooo—!!!!!"

A horrific scream, a mixture of extreme pain, erupted from within the blood cell.

That wasn't the Mad King's voice; it sounded more like the dying cries of hundreds of elves.

Om-!
The surface of the blood cells swelled and contracted violently, like a punctured heart convulsing wildly.

Countless faces protruded from the sphere, twisted to the extreme, and then exploded with a bang.

Countless eerie, purplish-black lines spread and eroded the surface of the blood sphere like living plague vines, centered on the point where the sword pierced the sphere.

The power of the Purple Tears Words was unleashed to its fullest extent by the power of the abyss, and it was frantically invading the bloodline origin that the Mad King was reshaping.

As the words of purple tears invaded the Mad King's body, the [Bloodline Curse] was activated.

Protrusions, depressions, tears, reorganization... all sorts of dramatic changes in shape are playing out wildly on the surface of the blood cells, and the purplish-black patterns are fiercely battling against the essence blood.

The balance was completely shattered in the next second!
Boom——! ! !
Like a balloon filled with the most unstable alchemical explosive being detonated, the enormous blood sphere exploded with a deafening roar under Lin Yi's gaze.

Chi Chi Chi -!
At the heart of the blood rain, a figure reappears.

Mad King Elke Lortheran.

At this moment, he presents a strange, fragmented state.

His left side has been completely reconstructed.

The skin was a sickly, bloodless, deathly pale white, smooth and delicate like that of a newborn baby.

The left arm regrowed, and the elegant outline of an elf was faintly visible.

However, the right side of his body still showed signs of severe damage from the Apollo explosion.

Large patches of charred, carbonized skin peeled off, revealing muscle tissue underneath that had been half-cooked by the high temperature and was dripping with foul blood. The stark white ribs and shoulder blades were faintly visible.

The right side of his face was even more gruesome; beneath the charred flesh, the stark white jawbone was faintly visible, and his right eye was nothing but an empty hole burning with crimson flames. (End of Chapter)