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

An hour ago, the two god-slayers were full of vigor, but now they sit slumped on the beach like two salted fish washed ashore.

Unfortunately, no kind-hearted little boy came over and threw them back into the sea.

The greatest value of their operation was that it proved the rumors of the Eastern Emperor being stripped of his power were not unfounded.

On the bright side, at least they weren't stripped of everything like Luo Hao.

"Aisha is hard to find. Even if we turn India upside down, she won't come out on her own."

Having vomited enough, the Black Prince rose from the rocks, his face pale, and touched the hideous wound on his chest—Velleslana's sword wound was the embodiment of power, and after being sealed, this power was completely taken away, leaving a huge void in the Black Prince's body.

In other words, this scar, resembling a monument to shame, is almost irreversible.

A deep-seated hatred flashed in the Black Prince's eyes.

He still couldn't understand why the proud and unruly god would be willing to risk his life, even at the cost of being burned to ashes by the flames of calamity and the realm of revenge, just to stab him and create an opportunity for Li Lin.

"Moreover, Lady Aisha has no concept of ethnicity or nation at all—although her powers are very useful, I'm afraid she will be abducted by the Eastern Emperor."

The Black Prince stared at the sea before him with a sinister look in his eyes.

"The only way now is to bring the Wolf King into our alliance."

"Is this enough?" Hades, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke. "Don't forget that besides the Eastern Emperor, they also have at least two disobedient gods and one god-slayer."

They originally thought that the Dragon God of the South China Sea would also come to participate in the encirclement and suppression, but in the end only Vereslana and Tony made a move, and even Li Lin only made two moves in total.

Since they fell into Donghuang's trap from the very beginning, there was no reason why the Heavenly Craftsman would not know of their existence.

"Netherworld."

Hades sighed and said, "Only the inhabitants of the underworld can help us—I will try to contact the Japanese official history compilation committee."

“That is the royal land of the Eastern Emperor.”

“Japan has never been.” Pluto stood up, brushing the sand off his clothes. “It has always been playing both sides between major powers, relying on the official history compilation committee behind it.”

The Black Prince fell silent; he realized he couldn't see through Hades.

Now that he only has one power left, he is undoubtedly the weakest of the existing Godslayers.

Pluto, the god of the underworld, turned his masked face and said to the Black Prince with a mocking tone, "I'm afraid you yourself are the one who needs to be most careful—guess which Marquis Voban would be more tempted by, a powerful opponent or a piece of fat meat that's right in front of him?"

John Prutto watched with satisfaction as the Black Prince's face gradually hardened: "Or what makes you think you can convince me that our alliance will continue?"

This is the normal trend of development in this world. The situation where everyone's intelligence is useless will only happen in an environment where Li Lin is present.

Pluto's long journey not only yielded no benefits, but resulted in a crushing defeat. If they don't teach the Black Prince a lesson, will they really think he's just working for Britain for free?

"what."

The Black Prince stroked the head of his cane, a forced smile on his face: "Don't be in such a hurry. Actually, I was planning to share it with you... but in order to win over the Wolf King, your share will be smaller."

Hades stared at him without saying a word.

"The Holy Grail," the Black Prince uttered, "The Last King."

Hades leaned back slightly: "You found it?"

"If it weren't for the need to completely control it, why would I have established the Royal Factory, and why would I have allowed the Council of Sages to remain until now?" The Black Prince turned around, seemingly unconcerned as he turned his back to Hades. "Now I'm going back to completely wipe out the Council of Sages."

In the past, he had the luxury of cultivating an enemy to hone his skills, but now, the Black Prince, severely wounded, no longer has that luxury.

Fortunately, even if he only has one power left, as long as he abandons the pride of being a so-called demon king, he can still kill almost all the magicians and priestesses in the world.

This time, the Council of Wise Men will have no place to exist; they must either submit or die.

"If you're worried, you can come with me."

John Prutto waved his hand and walked into the sea: "Ha, no need for that, Your Highness, you swift young master, I await the good news you bring me."

The Black Prince Alexander turned around, looked at the vanished Hades, breathed a long sigh of relief, and then transformed into lightning and leaped into the clouds.

......

The three strolled around the Bronze City. Li Lin seemed to have no intention of keeping anything to himself and led them to the workshop below the Bronze City.

In the traditional workshop, amidst the clanging of metal and the roar of furnaces, stands a transparent petri dish that clashes with the style of contemporary paintings. Inside the cylinder filled with pale yellow culture medium, something floats and sinks.

There is a flawless "body" there.

"I believe it."

Tony muttered to himself.

“This is our first knight, a dragon that spreads its wings from the black mud, one of the trump cards to annihilate the last king,” Vereslana said. “Her form and skeleton were laid by His Majesty the Celestial Craftsman, and her soul was bestowed upon her by His Majesty the Eastern Emperor.”

"Ok?"

Tony stared wide-eyed, turning to look at the serious-looking Vereslana, then at Li Lin who was staring with dead fish eyes, before turning back to look at the girl with long white hair, her hands clasped around her knees, in the petri dish.

“I started to understand everything, I completely understood.”

The Sword King gave up thinking.

"Tsk tsk tsk." Li Lin had no time to pay attention to the crashed Tony, but instead marveled at the beauty of the creation before him.

If I ever run out of money in the future, maybe I can make a living by making figurines?

"What's her name?" Tony gradually recovered from the initial shock and looked at the extremely beautiful body before him, unconsciously lowering his voice.

"Beautiful Luxin."

Li Lin replied, “Fairy Knight, Faceless Queen, the last dragon in this world, a naturally immortal species, guarding the horizon between the mortal world and the underworld.”

"There are several similar ones, but none are as beautiful as this one."

Li Lin wouldn't tell them that the body of Meiluxin was sculpted by Nian himself over a long period of time, while the rest were just made by Li Lin himself.

On the dark green desktop, the power that originally belonged to the Black Prince Alexander, [Queen the Faceless], began to glow slightly.

[Fifth-Tier Secret Technique: Queen the Faceless]

[Sexual characteristics: moth, awakening]

Barbers revel in separating hair from their bodies, moles are keen on concealing secrets, every mask captivates the eye, and beneath the name of Melusin, maggots crawl over the traces of dragons. Some things remain silent in the imagination, and I know nothing of them.

You can forge it into your own secret techniques, or you can exhaust the hidden knowledge it contains to awaken the creation before you.

With a flick of the finger, the gray-black card sparked across the table before falling into the silently opening transparent frame, where it burned to ashes.

387 Only one chapter today, don't wait.

The secrets belonging to Melusin were reduced to ashes in the flames.

Then, the culture medium in front of us gradually turned into a murky grayish-black color. The thick grayish-black color gradually stained the pale yellow culture medium, making it as turbid as mud in a forest.

A dark and damp smell began to spread like a tide, the air was humid and carried the distinctive smell of humus, as if you could squeeze juice out of it with your fingers.

The fire in the stove turned pale and shrank; it became cold and lost its warmth, like a leaping ghost.

The Sword King and Veleslana both left the room, leaving the space to Li Lin.

It's not that they lack loyalty, but rather that they want to give sufficient respect to a being who creates new life.

Few in the world can wield the power of life. Creating an ordinary artificial human from nothing is already reaching the realm of gods, let alone Li Lin now bestowing a soul upon a god, which is tantamount to crowning a god.

A human being can actually bestow divine titles? This is an utterly absurd joke, but such a madman is right before their eyes, and they are the madmen following this madman.

Dense black shadows gathered from all directions, the metal walls became muddy and damp, the black marks clung to the walls and gradually bulged outwards, the rustling sound of friction seemed to come from outside the window, and the fire in the stove had shrunk to only the size of a fist, like the pale moonlight in the woods.

[Vision: Woodland Vision]

[Sexual aspect: influence. A certain reaction, resonance, or harmony. It will soon disappear.]

Sexual characteristics: Moth

You summoned a swarm of moths, drawn by the yearning for chaos, and on this night, they danced in their imagination the dance of the First Continent, a time of abundant rain and lush vegetation.

Sufficient woodland illusions will become the womb for breeding maggots and dragons.

You must make a choice: dragon or maggot.

You must make a choice!

The dark green tabletop was covered with shadows resembling moths, and the gentle, steady light in the upper left corner flickered. The phantoms of winged creatures gradually emerged around them—they would soon be more than just shadows.

Li Lin was completely baffled. He just wanted to rub a little white-haired girl with his hands, how did it turn into this kind of eerie ritual scene?

"If you want me to choose, I'll just choose. Wouldn't that make me lose face?" Li Lin clicked his tongue. "I want them all!"

The thought that a mere illusion dared to threaten him made Li Lin, who was only resistant to force, furious. He drew his crowbar as if to strike, but after thinking for a moment, he replaced the crowbar with seven swords and swung one sword at the culture tank in front of him, smashing it to pieces!

Dense black mud, like fine hairs, gushed from the cracked surface of the culture tank, reminiscent of ivy twining around a stone pillar. These black threads wrapped around the young specimen, seeping in little by little.

"so slow?"

The impatient Li Lin simply squatted down and started scooping up the black mud from the ground, pinching Meilushin's mouth and stuffing it in: "Eat, eat! Eating the mud from the woods is such a wonderful thing!"

That's why Li Lin ignored the words that flashed past the corner of his eye.

[Regarding maggots or dragons, you have already revealed the truth: as an extinct species, the scale insects will eventually spread their wings.]

The illusion of the woodland vanished like smoke, and the slippery black mud gradually dried up as if it had dried up.

The moment the mud dried up, the body, held by the back of the neck by Li Lin, opened its eyes.