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

Li Lin looked up at the sky; he had had enough of being manipulated like this.

I control my own life!

If Heaven tries to stop me, I will destroy Heaven!

When Yin and Yang are in chaos, I will stain the heavens with my demonic blood!

I will not let the sky obscure my vision, I will not let the earth bury my heart, I will make all living beings understand my will, and I will make all Buddhas vanish like smoke!

After reciting a string of cringeworthy quotes, Mr. Li reluctantly said he would consider her opinion, and then pushed and pulled the exile out of the door.

He's going to surf the internet.

A dark green desktop rose in front of him, and Li Lin dragged the [Road: Sanctuary] card into a dream.

The cobalt blue light of Mansu reappeared before his eyes, and the vast colorless starlight enveloped Li Lin's consciousness, passing through the faint and harmonious angle of time, and rising steadily on the wind.

When he opened his eyes again, the Terra trio was already in the wilderness.

"Are you ready?" Nian held up a wheel-shaped object and gestured towards Li Lin.

"What are you doing?" Li Lin asked curiously as he leaned closer.

"Hey, hey, don't do that." Nian used its tail to sweep Li Lin away. "This is something used to connect to the secret realm. If you break it, I won't be able to fix it later."

"Got it, router."

Li Lin, drawing inferences from this example, asked, "Then where is the network cable?"

"What network cable?" Talulah, who had just regained consciousness, leaned closer, only to be swept away by Nian's tail.

"Don't worry, it'll be fixed soon." Nian reached out and stroked the large metal wheel. As his hand moved, crimson inscriptions bloomed on the metal surface, and invisible flames rose from it.

"Alright, it's resolved." Nian gestured for the others to come closer and place their hands on the roulette wheel.

"To be clear, I haven't been to this place either. But this thing can help us establish a framework. When we complete certain important tasks, there will be progress. Once the progress is complete, our strategy will be finished."

"So, isn't it just like a game?" the Kingslayer said.

“It’s a bit different from games, I’d say somewhere between movies and games,” Nian explained. “When we fail, we don’t really die, but we respawn at save points defined by the framework. Hmm… it might cause some weakness, and we might have a headache when we get back to our own world, but that’s not important.”

"The important thing is not to try to change history." Nian's voice became somewhat distant, and thin, thread-like red light emanated from the edge of the roulette wheel in their palms, binding them together.

The vast, colorless starlight enveloped their spirits in the vast night sky and cast them toward some unknown place.

A new box suddenly popped up on the dark green desktop.

[Secret Realm Loading Complete: Battle of Vienna]

157 Those who don't believe Ranran are in trouble!

[Multiplayer Dungeon: Battle of Vienna]

Current number of participants: 4

[Introduction to the Secret Realm]

"This stuff is really long and tedious, but given that these descriptions can be hundreds of words long, I've decided to put up with it for now."

"You couldn't hold back at all!" the Kingslayer's voice rang out.

"Hmph, did you expect that you would see through my identity as a ninja so easily? As expected of Jaime Lannister."

"What do I have in common with ninjas?! And who the hell is James?"

Seeing that the argument was about to escalate into a raging fire, Talulah decisively took action, flicking the two idiots on the head with each hand to quiet them down.

Lines of new text emerged from the colorless starlight before my eyes.

[The world at awakening, 17th century AD.]

The Ottoman Empire, having reached its zenith but now in decline, sought to salvage its crumbling state, attempting to avenge its past defeat at the Siege of Vienna and restore its former glory.

The Holy Roman Empire of Habsburgs, beset by internal and external troubles and suffering from invasions for a century, rallied nations in Vienna to resist the onslaught of the Ottoman Empire.

The devastation of the Thirty Years' War fueled resentment among the Protestant insurgents, who went so far as to ally with the Ottoman Empire to overthrow the Habsburg dynasty.

France, the traditional rival of the Habsburg dynasty, recuperated during the Thirty Years' War, using diplomacy and mercantilism to develop its army and consolidate its imperial power. While outwardly complying with the Holy Roman Empire, it secretly maintained close ties with the Ottoman Empire.

In 1669, Crete was placed under the protection of the Ottoman Empire.

In 1676, the Sultan forced Polish King Sobieski to relinquish Puerto Rico and Ukraine on the northern coast of the Black Sea.

[July 1683. The current Sultan personally led an army, transferring command to his chief vizier, Grand Vizier Kara Mustafa Pasha, on the banks of the Danube. An army of 7 men besieged Vienna.]

Holy Roman Emperor Leopold I fled in haste with his court and family.

King Sobieski of Poland and Lithuania is recruiting troops.

Before this, Count Stahlenberg, who had taken over the defense of Vienna, needed to consider how to hold onto the precarious city before reinforcements arrived, with the cautionary tale of Constantinople still fresh in his mind.

The colorless starlight gradually dimmed, and the surrounding light gradually brightened.

The scene suddenly appeared before their eyes.

It was a tense and desolate Viennese court.

A somewhat thin man stood at the palace gate, his eyes filled with worry, and his handsome mustache seemed to have lost its spirit.

The screen went dark again.

......

One minute later, all four "players" who had entered the secret realm regained control of their bodies.

They appeared at the same time in the Viennese court, or more precisely, beside that thin, worried man.

Talulah subconsciously reached out and touched her head, letting out a long sigh of relief after touching the dragon horns.

"The secret realm will blur the identity of those who enter. As long as we don't do anything particularly outrageous, some illogical things will be overlooked."

They were all eager to get started, but her voice rang directly in everyone's heads.

This is her live video chat with her teammates.

At that moment, the magnificent floor patterns of the Vienna palace twisted and formed entirely new characters.

The Ottoman army has arrived in Vienna.

It's time to make your choice.

Talulah and the Kingslayer exchanged a glance, both seeing deep confusion in each other's eyes.

Even with the background information about the secret realm, they were still completely ignorant about the world they were awakened to.

After all, this is the history of another world.

"Don't look at me, I've been working at Mansu for a while." Nian said that she was not interested in history, she was just a blacksmith.

The sheer volume of information and the freedom to explore caught them off guard for a moment.

"Now we'll see how Li Lin performs..."

Before he could finish speaking, Li Lin, who was standing by the door, suddenly burst into laughter, startling the thin man standing in front of the palace gate.

"Abraham, you're still here?" The gaunt man frowned when he saw Li Lin. "Didn't I tell you to leave with His Majesty and the others?"

"The emperor he mentioned is the Holy Roman Emperor Leopold I, who fled in panic in the background introduction earlier."

Talulah repeated the background story to show that she was thinking.

Li Lin scoffed at this: If repeating a grade counts as thinking, then wouldn't I be the most brilliant mind?

The gaunt man's question marked the official start of the "story" in this secret place.

"It's up to you now," Nian encouraged Li Lin from behind.

With a renewed sense of purpose, Master Li reached out and patted the man in front of him on the shoulder: "If you're going to surrender to the Ottomans, count me in."

Dang clang——

The gaunt man trembled with rage, drew his sword, and seemed about to stab Li Lin to death at any moment.

“Absolutely not! I swear by the glorious name of God, this man, as Count Stallenberg, is no coward who surrenders. Abraham, you must never speak such words again.”

Li Lin pondered for a moment.

It seems my identity is not simple. This bird-like count didn't even retaliate against such a taunt?

Li Lin has always been self-aware.

Although he knew he was handsome, dashing, and of noble lineage, destined to be a trendsetter, he also suffered from the envy of those less fortunate than himself... It is likely that all gifted people in the world will be targeted in this nameless way, like Li Lin, Li Lin, Li Lin and Li Lin.

Thinking of this, Li Lin's icy handsome face softened slightly, and he decided to show a little pity to the man in front of him who was being driven crazy by his current situation.

"To tell you the truth, the four of us are angels sent by God to save you."

Li Lin spoke eloquently to Count Stallenberg, whose expression had become blank.

"This is Michael, the angel most favored by God." He pointed to the year.

“This is the fat angel Gabriel.” Li Lin pointed to Talulah, whose diet had recently improved and whose weight had increased slightly.

As for Talulah's protest in the teammates' channel, Li Lin ruthlessly ignored it.

"This is Junjun."