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

"I'll go with you tomorrow."

Li Lin, as if waking from a dream, asked, "How did you know about tomorrow...?"

A barely perceptible smile played at the corners of the killer's mouth beneath his mask.

Her calm voice rang out: "That idiot Andrei has no idea how to counter-surveillance."

After uttering these words, the king-killer disappeared outside the door.

Li Lin lowered his head again, staring with a puzzled expression at a brand new card on the dark green table. It was Lyudmila, an acquaintance from not long ago.

As for now...

[Practitioner Lyudmila]

【Sexual Characteristics: Winter, Blade】

One winter day, a lone wolf wandered the wilderness, chasing the setting sun. All memories grew ever more profound in its veins.

How did she become a believer? What exactly did Junjun imagine just now?

......

On the other side of the mine, Miss Nian stood on a high place, the short stick spinning rapidly between her fingertips, stirring up a gust of hot wind.

As dusk approached, twilight began to settle in the sky, and a massive fireball on the horizon drew near to the western horizon. The twin moons of Terra had already risen, their pale purple hues above the clouds resembling snow-washed violets, an unforgettable sight.

"You woke up so quickly, you seem to be doing quite well too."

Nian snapped his hand on the short stick, turned around, and looked at the regicide not far away with a half-smile.

"Hmm? Aren't you going to draw your sword?"

The Kingslayer shook his head: "You are not my target, and I have no reason to lay a hand on you."

Nian chuckled, tilting her head and gently tapping her palm with the short stick, producing a loud, metallic clanging sound.

"What should I do? I'm so bored. What should I do... Ah, how about we chat? I'm actually quite interested in Terra right now. How about we ask each other questions and answer each other's questions?"

With her back to the setting sun on the horizon, Miss Nian smiled and raised her hand: "You ask first, how about it?"

The kingslayer took a deep breath: "Who exactly are you?"

Nian's smile remained unchanged as she slowly replied, "My name is Nian, and I'm currently unemployed. Since that kid Li Lin summoned me, you have to grant me three hundred wishes... Of course, you probably won't be satisfied with that, right?"

She took a step forward.

In that instant, a roar that no mortal could hear erupted from the depths of the earth; it was the sound of earth and rocks rising from the ruins and countless pieces of steel rubbing against each other.

—The air is distorted and heating up; even the light, under the command of will, becomes distorted and constricts into a circle.

A massive phantom flashed through Nian's eyes, and as if reborn, a light as bright as the sun shone from Nian's eyes.

Amidst the swirling dust under the setting sun, the dragon and serpent, once dead, emerged like phantoms, revealing their massive outlines once more, casting an indifferent glance at the mortal world.

"—See that? That's me too, the me from before."

In the next instant, the enormous illusion vanished into thin air, and it was never witnessed by anyone except the Kingslayer who was present.

If it weren't for the lingering warmth in the air, even Lyudmila herself would probably have subconsciously thought that what she had just experienced was just a dream.

Nian chuckled lightly at the king-killer before him, who looked as if facing a formidable enemy, and said, "Now it's my turn to ask questions."

She nodded her forehead, slightly troubled.

What kind of person do you think Li Lin is?

After a long silence, the kingslayer's voice rang out once more, filled with confusion and astonishment:

"......ah?"

21 I have offended you all today.

The next day, Li Lin was woken up from his bed looking exhausted. He dressed, went to the bathroom, opened the door, and was then refreshed by the cold wind of Ursus.

So he went back, put on his trousers with renewed vigor, put on his shoes with renewed vigor, and reopened the door with renewed vigor.

Both Nian and the king killer outside the door had changed into less conspicuous clothes that looked both beautiful and warm.

Theoretically speaking, even if you ran naked in the snow, you wouldn't freeze to death.

Li Lin greeted her with a sly grin, only to have his face slapped between his and Miss Nian's hands: "Why are you grinning like that!"

"Then go find the property management!" Li Lin, whose face was sandwiched between the two, struggled fiercely.

The Kingslayer chimed in calmly from the side, "Stop playing around, it's about time."

Miss Nian released her hands at just the right moment, and Li Lin looked regretful. If Miss Nian had released them any later, he would have stuck out his tongue.

The next ten minutes were utterly boring. The four of them trekked through the heavy snow covering the wasteland and arrived at the small wooden cabin that the workers had built overnight. They lit the stove to dispel the lingering cold.

Not long after the stove was lit, rustling sounds came from outside the door, and light and shadow flickered outside the window.

Li Lin's face darkened, and his voice seemed to come from his chest: "They're here."

"They're just here to negotiate, but your voiceover sounds like a ghost knocking on the door." Miss Nian leaned on the table, pouting and blowing bubbles.

The door opened.

There were three people outside the door: one man and two women. The man was tall and burly, with a slightly pale face, and a long sword hung at his waist.

The woman standing at the back had a calm expression, with sharp, towering horns on her head, and her eyes often swept across the ground.

As for the short woman Sarkaz standing in the middle, she was hard to ignore. Whether it was the huge box she was carrying or the slightly manic smile on her face, she gave off a dangerous vibe.

Unfortunately, apart from the vigilant regicide, neither Li Lin, who was staring blankly with dead fish eyes, nor Miss Nian, who was putting her hands directly into the stove to warm herself, seemed like normal people.

The smile on the face of a certain unnamed Miss Da Liu was a little embarrassed, but fortunately, the only pillar of the Sarkaz mercenary trio spoke up in time.

"Fellow members of the Mutual Aid Society... I am Hedley, the leader of the Sarkaz Mercenary Group."

Li Lin's dead fish eyes narrowed slightly. The name seemed somewhat familiar, and the man's face also looked somewhat...

Noticing Li Lin's gaze, Hedley turned around with a warm smile and looked at Li Lin.

"Oh!"

Li Lin slammed his hand on the table and stood up abruptly, startling Ines, one of the trio, who immediately focused her attention on the shadow at Li Lin's feet.

Instantly, Ines's face turned as red as an old man who had just eaten his fill of spicy food.

Miss Nian, standing to the side, was struggling to suppress her laughter.

Ines's Originium Arts allows her to peer into and read the thoughts of others by observing the shadows cast by their feet. The process of peering into Li Lin's thoughts was incredibly smooth, but the overwhelming amount of thoughts that surged up in an instant made Ines feel like vomiting.

How can there be such a person in the world?

Li Lin, oblivious to the fact that Ines's Originium Arts had just penetrated him, pointed at W and shouted happily, "Cockroach Girl! You're a cockroach girl, right!"

Hedley's expression froze slightly, and W's eyes behind him slowly narrowed, a dangerous smile reappearing on his face.

Ines's face by the door was equally interesting; it was hard to tell whether she should vomit or laugh first.

The Kingslayer coughed lightly, "It was just a little joke the guild leader made to lighten the mood."

"Oh, I see." Hedley smiled appropriately. "President Li Lin is so witty and humorous, haha."

The three members of the Sarkaz mercenary group took their seats, and the cabin echoed with their polite laughter, making the atmosphere a little more harmonious.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

The sudden burst of laughter drowned out the others, and Li Lin reluctantly stopped laughing after everyone else had stopped.

Hedley's eye twitched slightly.

He took the huge box containing the firearms from W's hands, unfastened the clasp, and then turned it around, turning the inside towards Li Lin and the others.

From the largest caliber rocket launcher capable of firing grenades, to the long-barreled sniper rifle equipped with a high-magnification scope, to the submachine gun with a dull barrel capable of rapid fire, all the way to the palm-sized handgun... there were more than a dozen of them in total.

On the other side of the box were various types of ammunition, ranging from large-caliber grenades to small-caliber Originium bullets.

It's clear that it's not just W's personal collection, but also other Sarkaz treasures included.

Hedley smiled. "Our initial agreement was simply to mine Originium in exchange for one of the guns, and that agreement is still in effect—but we'd like to make another deal."

Li Lin stared at him unfriendly, but those dead fish eyes were really not very threatening.

"put."

Li Lin, whose eyes ached from staring at the screen, finally gave up on this foolish behavior.

Hedley coughed lightly: "We plan to stay in the vicinity for a while, but Chernobog will charge Sarkaz mercenaries exorbitant tolls, and the vast majority of us are infected."

The Sarkaz bloodline and their unique Originium Arts greatly increase their chances of becoming infected, and even their royal family is not immune to the curse of Oripathy.

The unique discrimination against Oripathy patients in Ussau is similar to the discrimination against blacks in the early days of the United States. Not only were their rights restricted by law, but a wave of discrimination and repression swept through the entire society.

Of course, there is a fundamental difference between those infected with Oripathy and black people.

"Hmph, trying to escape?" Li Lin suddenly sneered from the side, "The Black Panther Beast is really pathetic."

Not knowing what Li Lin was referring to, Hedley pretended not to hear it.

"...If you are willing to let us settle down nearby, this box of firearms and Originium bullets is our bargaining chip."

Hedley finally finished speaking and then quickly shut his mouth.