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

The moment he lifted the tent flap, a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

That is the spear of lamentation!

A chilling aura descended from the void, and as the faint starlight advanced, the chill surged forth like a tidal wave, accompanied by a hissing sound.

[Characteristic: Temperature Loss. With each strike and block, it continuously steals heat from everything around it. The longer it continues, the more heat is lost.]

This object once shed its metallic shell, losing its heat in the process. Fire is the harsh winter, yet it carries warmth. Fire is the warm spring, yet it consumes everything.

The pure white Casablanca flowers on the ground have bloomed at some unknown time.

Accompanied by a refreshing fragrance, an unnamed sorrow welled up from the depths of one's heart, making one unable to help but weep and sigh...

Why is my salary stagnant? Why are my working hours getting longer and longer? Why can't my compensation be improved?

Why is the gap between classes becoming increasingly apparent? Why are the rich getting richer and the poor getting poorer? Why are truths that were once firmly believed in no longer being mentioned?

Why can't we ever meet our parents' expectations? Why does the love we once celebrated crumble in the face of materialism? Why is life so bitter?

That sense of powerlessness and grief that arises from the depths of one's heart will seize the very core of every adversary, making them genuinely feel weak and pained.

At the same time, Li Lin's eyes turned crimson, and he stared directly at "Alan".

"Heart-breaking and bone-cutting!"

However, a deep purple color shone from "Alan's" eyes, like the glow reflected from the surface of an inorganic gemstone.

Even if this is merely a walking corpse with the title of an immortal but only the fifth mark in actual ability, the power it can wield is far beyond what ordinary people can achieve.

As his mind became empty, the sorrow that welled up from the depths of his heart was completely drained from "Alan's" thoughts.

The man who had removed the sling bag from his neck raised his hand, his five fingers flashing with deep purple clouds, and pressed it towards the tip of Li Lin's thrusting spear with apparent slowness but actually swiftness.

Just as he was about to touch the tip of the spear, the magnificent spear, which seemed to be forged from layers of angel wings, vanished instantly.

Instead, a crowbar arrived first.

when--

A metallic clanging sound rang out.

【Shocking】!

"Alan" came to a brief standstill.

Just then, the coals in the fireplace began to tumble and burn out at an extremely fast speed, leaving only a faint flame, and the surrounding colors were rapidly fading away.

A burning longsword flew from behind Li Lin and pierced the ground in front of "Alan".

That was Talulah's sword. Ever since the death of Kosichear the Black Serpent, this longsword, which combined the will of the Sarkaz and the Drak kings, had acquired all sorts of incredible and wondrous properties.

Its spine is tough and indestructible, and its blade is wreathed in eternal flames, seemingly a sign of war and strife.

Its name is "Corona"!

"Alan" raised his palm blankly, and a rich, deep purple aura surged from his palm. The crisp sound of the locks opening rang out one after another, like ripples.

That was the scene of the clash between the "war" nature revealed by the burning longsword and the "opening" power wielded by "Alan".

A thick gray fog had risen outside the camp at some unknown time, and the figure of the regicide could be seen indistinctly within it.

The figure of the Mamluk cavalry captain was lost in the mire, looking like an outline struggling in the mud.

She doesn't need to participate in the main battle; she only needs to hold off other people who might "cause trouble" on the flanks.

"year!"

Li Lin swung the crowbar again, striking "Alan's" arm.

"Casting begins."

As Li Lin shouted, Nian's voice came from behind them. The white-haired, red-horned dragon girl was no longer the playful girl she used to be.

The Fiery One extended her palm, and a metallic sun wheel, a million times smaller than before, emerged from her hand, beginning to spin and roar in accordance with her will.

The metal sun wheel was no longer as large and solemn as it used to be, but its miniature size made it appear even more exquisite and magnificent.

"Furnace start-up!"

From the trembling air caused by the intense heat, Nian strode forward and slapped "Alan" hard across the face. However, the nobleman's collar did not fly away as expected, but was firmly held in Nian's palm.

The constantly rotating metal sun wheel unleashed an unimaginable attraction, making it difficult for "Alan" to break free from the pull of gravity. At the same time, it ignored the residual will of the remains themselves and "transformed" them into another form.

"Quickly, quickly, hack him to death!" Nian pressed both hands on "Alan's" head.

Li Lin grinned maliciously, switched the crowbar back to a long spear, and lunged forward.

After a series of operations as swift as slicing pork, the shed skin of the Immortal finally collapsed to the ground, and then, through the forging of years, it lost its old form and transformed into another.

Knowing the importance of a swift and decisive strategy, Talulah immediately instructed Li Lin to lead them back to the walls of Vienna.

......

After defeating "Alan", no notification appeared, and both the Kingslayer and Talulah seemed to be doing nothing.

"Is that all?" Talulah scratched her head. "So all we have to do now is wait for the Battle of Vienna to end?"

As soon as they finished speaking, they lost control of their bodies again, watching the scene before them gradually dim.

"Beated it? This didn't seem too difficult." The Kingslayer rolled over. "It would be great if there were any follow-up chapters."

What followed was a cinematic replay of events: the Battle of Vienna had begun, and the 250,000 Ottomans were defeated under repeated attacks until Polish King Sobieski arrived with reinforcements, completely crushing their advantage.

The Ottomans fled in panic, leaving behind hundreds of thousands of corpses. Then, in a fit of rage, Mehmed IV removed the head of the Grand Vizier, stuffed it with cotton, and displayed it in the courtyard as a bonsai.

Mehmed IV himself fared no better. The Battle of Vienna was merely the spark that ignited his subsequent defeats, resulting in the loss of territories such as Ukraine and Hungary.

In November 1687, he was deposed for his incompetence in governing the country and for not claiming to be a Muslim monarch, and the Ottoman Empire rapidly declined.

The screen went dark and then lit up again.

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

Count Stallenberger stood not far from them, looking desolate.

Chapter 163 concludes the story!

"What's going on...? The main storyline has started again?"

Talulah looked around in astonishment and realized that they had returned to the place where the opening had taken place a few days earlier.

“This is really strange. I’ve often heard about time loops in Syracuse, but this doesn’t seem like a time loop, and our mission didn’t give any indication of failure.”

The one speaking is the regicide.

"Maybe it's just because you don't have an eye for beauty," Li Lin said sarcastically from the side.

With just a few words, he provoked the regicide so much that he chased after Li Lin to beat him up.

"No, I'm giving up on thinking." Nian sat down on the ground, clutching her head, her blue eyes filled with anger. She was never good at thinking.

Li Lin, who was running around Nian and Talulah, stopped and leaned close to her, saying, "We're different!"

Not knowing how to reply to Li Lin, Nian changed the subject: "So what should we do next? We can't let it happen again, can we?"

Li Lin reached out and pressed his hand on the head of the charging Kingslayer, letting it bar its fangs and claws, then turned to look at Nian and Talulah: "I already know where the node of this secret realm is."

Before Nian and Talulah could offer their opinions, he said, "Whether it was before or after the Battle of Vienna, its historical background is extremely clear—only the first month of the war is a blank, with no records whatsoever."

Secret history is the scars that time leaves on the world, while the essence of revelation is emptiness.

This is why this secret realm sets the timeline to the present.

"So what we need to do is not actually kill Allen, but... fill this month's gap?" Talulah suddenly realized.

So that's how it is? The way this secret realm is solved is really... it has a similar vibe to Li Lin's cheeky and despicable nature.

"However, how can you prove your reasoning is correct?" the Kingslayer asked, puzzled.

“That’s easy.” Li Lin chuckled and walked over to the Earl. “Soul astral projection.”

After all that, we ended up using the most brutal and direct method, but it really worked.

"What use is it for you to control just one Earl?" The Kingslayer seemed to have turned into a contrarian, constantly asking Li Lin questions.

“Jun Jun, I think you still need to learn something,” Li Lin retorted without a trace of gentlemanly manners. “If you control the Earl, then my position as the second son of the Heavenly Father will be secure, won’t it?”

"Why haven't you given up on being a charlatan yet..." Nian complained from the side, "Anyway, as long as you get through this month, it'll be fine, right?"

“In fact, we only need one reason, and that reason can be anything.” Talulah tried to analyze rationally, but her tone inevitably carried a hint of hesitation.

What started as a grand and epic story turned into such a childish ending?

"In short, don't forget that the Holy Roman Empire and the Ottoman Empire had a conflict of faith..." Li Lin shook his head as he explained, "If this were the time of the First Crusade, I could just transform into a savior and descend from the sky to deceive both groups of people to the point of being completely exposed."

The others exchanged glances, and finally Nian spoke up, saying, "You look much more normal now."

"Hey, isn't anyone going to compliment me?"

While rubbing the powder, Nian shook his head and said, "Li Lin, you need to remember that you are a lunatic, not a kindergarten kid."

"Damn it!" Li Lin retorted angrily, as if struck by lightning. "Is there any rule that says a mentally ill person can't be a childish brat?! Believe me or not, I'll throw a tantrum right here and now, using some old jokes!"

Upon hearing this, the three people who were about to get to work immediately stopped. Talulah even took out a handful of dried fruit from her pocket and started cracking it open, then stood by and watched Li Lin roll around in a frenzy.

"Hmph, I'll spare you."