I, the leader of the esoteric sect, am doing great things in the infinite world!

"Hmm..." Li Lin stared blankly ahead, pondering what vicious scheme he should use next.

"...So in any case, this behavior that damages the collective reputation—Mr. Abraham, are you even listening to me?"

"You're right," Li Lin began to offer a perfunctory reply amidst his busy schedule.

Forget-Me-Not cast another suspicious glance at Li Lin, then signaled several non-human disciples to stand at the door and keep a close eye on him, so that Li Lin wouldn't cause any more trouble.

After the antidote took effect, the remaining duels resumed as normal, with five more teams remaining besides the three pairs of Splatoons.

In order to prevent Li Lin from having the opportunity to attack others, Forget-Me-Not resolutely arranged all the duelists to the side of the stage and then moved Li Lin's number to the first place.

Realizing he was being targeted, Li Lin gave a wicked smile as he passed by Forget-Me-Not.

"You look like you're worth two people."

Forget-Me-Not frowned; he was certain that Li Lin must have some backing to get on the stage like this.

Although theoretically, Li Lin had been shut down from any chance of cheating... why was his right eyelid still twitching wildly?

Meanwhile, Li Lin also received countless cheers and applause. The guests in the audience, who were always eager for chaos, loved this kind of strange and unusual character.

"Are these people crazy?" Li Lin muttered to himself, then stood still on the stage.

"So next..." Forget-me-not calmed herself down and was about to speak when she heard a declaration that made her dizzy and disoriented come from Li Lin's mouth.

"I want to hit ten!"

The entire venue fell silent for a moment, then erupted into a surging wave of jubilation.

"Well done!"

"Hunter, you did a great job!"

"Hey—Abraham, I want your hot dog!"

It contains some confusing remarks interspersed throughout, but is generally quite inspiring.

Li Lin pointed at the audience and shouted, "Anyone who's not afraid of death, come up and have a go with me!"

Master Li's imposing presence even made me wonder: Could Li Lin really take on ten people at once?

Li Lin's provocation was the fuse; as he reached out, nine people, including the exiles, simultaneously leaped onto the platform.

As the gray curtain fell, they successively used their most powerful secret techniques to launch invisible attacks on each other.

Explosions, roars, distorted air, mental phenomena, and even the sound of bullets shooting echoed throughout the area, with stray bullets flying everywhere.

The mystic from the Blavatsky Theosophical School threw a specially made stun grenade. This bomb, developed based on Theosophy and Anthroposophy, mimicked the humming of the woods and could cause severe psychological damage.

As a renowned mystic of her time, Helena Blavatsky was deeply involved in the path of radiance and established a large cult called the "Society of Supernatural Powers." Many speculate that she may have become a knowledgeable being, reaching the fifth sign or even higher.

This theosophist, who was suspected to have been a student of Madame Blavatsky, was naturally also an extraordinary person who followed the path of the lamp. While throwing out stun grenades, he drew a sanctified silver dagger from his sleeve, silently chanted a prayer, and constructed a transparent barrier.

clang--

The stun grenade flapped its wings and landed at the feet of a duelist who couldn't dodge in time.

boom--

The stun grenade turned crimson red in an instant, and the scorching air expanded and exploded, encompassing almost a third of the platform. However, what was even more deadly was the wing-like buzzing that seemed to echo in their minds. In an instant, the faces of several duelists turned extremely ugly. The intense headaches slowed their movements considerably, and they were knocked off the platform.

The theosophists hiding behind the sanctification barrier ignored the exiles and others, and methodically threw out stun grenades, causing those who were originally focused on Li Lin to turn their attention to this place.

In an instant, the booming and explosions on the high platform blended together, obscuring everyone's view.

The guests, temporarily safe under the gray curtain, cheered with excitement, and for a time, everyone's odds varied.

The flames and explosions on the platform subsided, the psychic blasts and crimson light disappeared, and the billowing smoke made the environment on the platform somewhat dim.

The theosophist hid behind a bunker, listening intently to the sounds outside.

He was afraid that if he looked up, Li Lin would beat him to death.

The thick smoke gradually dissipated.

The theosophist gritted his teeth and rolled another stun grenade into his palm.

Suddenly, he heard a strange sound at his feet. He looked down and saw a ball of metal being thrown at his feet.

The theosophist's pupils contracted, and he was then blasted into the air by the suddenly expanding metal.

Treat others in their own way.

The unexploded stun grenade fell into Li Lin's hands. He weighed the mystical grenade, which looked somewhat similar to the Golden Thief's, in his hand, and then threw it in one direction.

The exiles were exchanging fire with another Blade Aspect Transcendent when suddenly a ball with tiny wings landed between them.

Without a word, the exile lunged to her left, a hot bullet whizzing past her shoulder, leaving a trail of bright red.

Another roar erupted as a transparent shockwave exploded from the center of the open space. Burning flames were swept into the sky by the blast, burning through layers of gray curtains before falling back to the ground with a hissing sound.

The thick fog suddenly dissipated, leaving only two of the ten people who had climbed the platform.

"Ouch, that really hurts... You really have no mercy." The exile clutched his shoulder as he got up from the ground, his expression slightly stunned when he saw Li Lin's appearance.

Who is this giant standing 3.6 meters tall, with his body completely encased in metal and a long spear in his hand?

"Nonsense, of course it's me." Li Lin's signature voice came from the metal armor. "Stop talking nonsense and come and fight me to the death."

The exile's smile froze. She put away the pistol in her hand, crouched down, and seemed about to use the same move that had instantly killed Neville.

She took a step, about to step onto the ground in front of her.

The metal plate on the sole of my foot suddenly expanded and generated heat.

The exile returned to his original spot, looked around, and shook his head helplessly at the ground that Li Lin had scattered with metal fragments.

“Then you have won, my lord.”

She wasn't after the million-dollar bounty in the first place. After these few battles, the exile's understanding of secret techniques and the invisible arts had become even more refined.

As the victor, Li Lin let out a sinister grin, a sign of his triumphant scheme.

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Li Lin's ruthless methods ultimately led to his victory.

The problem was that the one million dollar bonds couldn't be cashed out directly, which infuriated Li Lin so much that he almost put up a big poster outside the Walden Pond bar cursing Forget-Me-Not.

As the person in charge of Reshaping Hands on the surface and the owner of Walden Pond Bar, Forget-Me-Not was actually even angrier, but he couldn't take action because of the situation at the lodging.

In this situation, he had no choice but to reluctantly take Li Lin to the New Continent Stock Exchange to transfer the securities.

Meanwhile, Li Lin had just retrieved his fake thesis from Dickens and then passed it on to Forget-Me-Not, asking him to publish it in "Silence" for him.

While Walden Pond and Reincarnation may not be prominent names in this era, their influence is not to be underestimated.

The only person who can command forget-me-nots is Li Lin.

Those who are favored are always fearless.

This afternoon, the exile who had returned from hunting in the jungle found Li Lin.

Compared to a few days ago, the citrus scent on her body was even stronger, and the bloody smell hidden beneath it was also more intense. The edges of her nails were as sharp as blades, and the knuckles on the back of her hands were distinct and metallic.

The secrets of the blade are mostly simple and direct, but practicing the teachings of the blade is always more dangerous than other principles.

“Hmm…it seems you have some free time, which is quite enviable.” The exile pulled out a chair and sat down in front of Li Lin. “You don’t look like you’re after that key.”

Which pot does not open which pot.

Considering that she had decisively surrendered a while ago, allowing him to earn a million, Li Lin decided not to stoop to her level.

Before Li Lin could answer, the exile wisely spoke up: "I have seen the owner of that key."

Li Lin thought to himself, "What does it matter to me if you see the owner of the key?"

However, in order to prevent his precarious public image from collapsing, he casually asked while peeling a Scottish orange, "And then? You guys made a dirty deal out of friendship?"

Li Lin's way of talking always headed straight for the point of infuriating people, but fortunately, the exile was no ordinary person and was able to continue the conversation calmly.

"It was just a brief encounter. The Pursuers are a mob organization, but in their eyes, the entire Pursuers are nothing more than dessert before the main course. This one in Vienna is said to have lived here since before the siege, and in terms of age, she is older than many legends."

The siege refers to the siege of Vienna in 1529.

This was the first attempt by the Ottoman Empire to capture Vienna. In this battle, Ottoman Sultan Suleiman I personally led 100,000 Ottoman Turkish troops to the gates of Vienna, while the Austrian defenders numbered only 17,000. After the battle continued into winter, the Ottoman army temporarily retreated.

This battle marked the Ottoman Empire's first invasion of Central Europe. Although it ended in failure, it set the stage for a protracted war that would last for 150 years until the Battle of Vienna, which ultimately shattered the Ottoman Empire's advance into Europe and maintained the Habsburg dynasty's hegemony in the continent.

Of course, the history of the waking world is merely the result of the power struggles in the hidden world.

"On the other hand, being able to steal the key for so long and still live a good life is a kind of good fortune amidst misfortune."

The exile's words were certainly not alarmist, for the one who held the Key to the Day was none other than the thirsty Ligeia.

Her name in the waking world is Ms. Schrussels, but in a more ancient and enlightened time, she shared the same name with a deity.

Of all the Ligeia, she is closest to the radiance, has the most intense thirst for knowledge, and the deepest understanding of the spirit; she knows the whereabouts of every key.

Legend has it that she met with a certain celestial being in Vienna once a year.

“I know she’s lived here a long time ago, but as long as I don’t attract her attention, I’m safe.” The exile picked up an orange from the fruit bowl and peeled it. “I understand the key hunter’s thirst for his target, but at least don’t be too greedy now, it’s really dangerous.”

Li Lin clenched his fists and crushed the remaining half of the orange.

The exiles stared wide-eyed at the sight of Li Lin wasting food.