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

If only he could put on his pants and stop moving his left hand.

The boisterous laughter gradually approached the black snake. Talulah raised an eyebrow slightly, and then the storm in her mind grew even more frenzied.

Li Lin's brain was pounding even harder in his skull, making it difficult to distinguish distances and directions. He simply put down the crowbar and used it as a guide cane, groping his way toward the black snake.

Talulah's face twitched slightly.

Then she raised her wrist and pressed her five fingers against the swaying figure, and the wind suddenly became even more violent.

Li Lin's figure was like a thin blade of grass. His upper body involuntarily leaned backward and crashed into a twisted lamppost with a thud. The sharp metal sheet, along with the skin on his back, peeled off bloodily, like a roll of tattered cloth.

Li Lin's busy left hand allowed him to maintain a faint state of thought, and he took a moment to glance at the system.

Current Strength: 7

The black serpent's power is incomplete.

So his limit is 7? There's a hidden meaning behind the number 7!

Li Lin suddenly realized what was going on, so he laughed even louder as he rushed forward.

"What are you doing?"

Perhaps Li Lin's behavior was so absurd that even the immortal found it laughable, and he actually asked Li Lin a question for the first time ever.

Although the immortal knew he could not get a satisfactory answer, and even though he was bound by Talulah's restraints and could not truly free himself, the widespread mental storm was enough to destroy Li Lin's mind.

So without waiting for Li Lin's reply, he spoke again on his own.

"How tragic to use a story to create a lie, and then use that lie to deceive even more people. It's not your thoughts, but things you've seen, but even a copy of a scene carries an unsettling aftertaste."

The "Undying Black Serpent" spoke slowly, perhaps feeling that victory was already in his grasp: the only immortal being who could defeat him, the one who was twelve years old, was now stationed in another city. Who else could save Li Lin now?

Just as he said, he did not believe that the book was written by Li Lin, and the immortals also scoffed at Talulah's act of referring to Li Lin as her mentor.

But this does not mean that the immortal was completely indifferent to this. On the contrary, he attached great importance to the ideas spread by Li Lin, so much so that he did not hesitate to come in person to completely eliminate the danger.

Li Lin now had no chance to resist, but the "immortal black snake" became interested in him instead, believing that destroying a person's mind was far more effective than destroying their body.

“You know the current state of Ursus. Idealists are useless here. My daughter is too young, and your thinking is different.”

"Machiavellianism".

"What did you say?" The immortal's brows furrowed slightly; it was a name he had never heard before.

Li Lin spread the ejected substance evenly on the ground. He didn't meet the immortal's gaze, but kept muttering to himself:

"An individual's use of others as a means to achieve their goals... its core is manipulation for self-interest, not mutually beneficial cooperation... monarchs and ruling classes should discard good and evil as they would discard the unnecessary... the ruling class must be both a lion and a fox to achieve their will to power..."

The immortal was slightly moved.

No, he was completely shocked by Li Lin's words.

He was certain that this was something he had always been committed to. Ever since the time when the black serpent's physical body still existed, an urgent feeling had arisen in the heart of the immortal, a feeling that was stronger than that of mortals.

The immortals are not gods without desires; they gain the attention of the gods beyond the world through their desires, proving that they have been granted eternal life. Their desires are far more intense than those of mortals.

An immortal black serpent attempts to enter the depths of your dreams; what has this eternal enemy learned from you?

[The "Starlight" of an enemy immortal has increased, making it more powerful in your mind.]

Current starlight: 7

When the starlight reaches 10, the Elder will launch an attack from a higher dimension, namely the "Sun House" above the world. There is no Sun House in the Terra world, so the Elder will not attack through the Sun House; he wants to directly open Li Lin's brain.

Li Lin raised his head and looked directly at Kosic.

In that instant, the immortal and the mortal locked eyes.

A wind from the depths of their thoughts came from the Dragon Girl, howling away their last shred of clothing, like peeling off the last piece of dead skin, and now they were truly naked before each other.

The immortal's head tilted back slightly, and a blazing sun rose before his eyes.

Upon closer inspection, it was not the sun, but a flame so intense that it was impossible to touch or approach. The edge of the flame wheel had a rose-colored halo, which was beautiful and dazzling.

The dragon girl's hair began to curl, and the imagery reflected in her mind truly appeared on her body. The immortals began to cautiously and hesitantly make circular motions around Li Lin.

The moths will irresistibly fly towards the candlelight.

At this moment, Li Lin burst into laughter again, saying intermittently as he laughed:

“I laugh at the Black Serpent’s lack of wisdom, and the Immortal’s lack of strategy… What is perceived as evil by an era is usually an outdated echo of something that was once perceived as good; it is a atavistic inheritance of some ancient ideal.”

The sun blazed brightly once more, and the immortal squinted, but he drew even closer to Li Lin.

He wanted to drink everything Li Lin had, to sip all of him with his mouthparts.

Unbeknownst to him, the distance between him and Li Lin was now only an arm's length apart, and the Dragon Girl's eyes had turned red from staring directly at the sun, tears streaming down her cheeks and drying completely on her erect chest.

"You've fallen into a trap!"

The next instant, Li Lin raised the crowbar he had been holding in his right hand and lashed it at the immortal.

Black Snake covered his eyes and staggered back, then stepped on the white substance that Li Lin had smeared on the ground, the end of the crowbar touching his knee.

The immortal was frozen solid.

On the dark green tabletop, the card representing the immortal was covered by a burst of white light.

A stunning sight!

[Characteristic: Stunning. This object always requires a specific angle to touch; it first shatters the flesh, then inflicts excruciating pain on the soul.]

The crowbar in Li Lin's hand is a wondrous object called "Shocking God". It was forged with superb craftsmanship and its form was created. Although it does not have indestructible properties, "Shocking Glory" makes it even more useful.

The "Undying Black Serpent" is not a fully realized immortal being; limited by Talulah's body, he cannot unleash higher levels of power.

More importantly, the secret teachings on enlightenment that Li Lin provided in the past created a serious mental gap between Koschei and Talulah, which also caused a flaw in Koschei's Originium Arts. The Elder could not wait any longer, because as time went on, he and Talulah would become increasingly separated.

Intense pain spread between his mind and body, and the black serpent's power experienced a brief break.

Now, the power of the forged image spread through the void of thought, and the Dragon Girl's body swayed. Li Lin seized the opportunity to rush forward, pin her down, and raised the crowbar, controlling her while unleashing a fierce attack.

......

Core city, control tower.

Talulah had already reached the top of the building when a sudden, intense dizziness struck her brain. She staggered backward, her head slamming hard against the wall.

"Leader? Leader! Are you alright?!"

The Reunion members rushed in, and couldn't help but gasp when they saw Talulah's appearance.

The foul-smelling black blood flowed from Talulah's eyes, nose, ears, and mouth. The dragon girl's appearance was so terrifying that everyone present was speechless.

"Ugh..." She knelt on the ground and began to vomit violently, with black blood gushing from her mouth and nose at an almost cascading rate.

Someone mustered up the courage to help her, but Talulah pushed them away.

"No need, ugh... come help me... ugh—"

Her eyes gradually brightened: "I've never felt so good before."

The dragon girl straightened up and looked out; the firelight rising on the horizon illuminated her eyes.

......

In ruins.

Iron, tin, copper, silver, and gold all bowed down.

A majestic and ferocious iron mask covered the face of the Forged Immortal. With each swing of her short staff, a sea of ​​metal surged forth, turning the three nearby districts into a world of metal and fire.

Countless armored soldiers, clad in heavy armor, marched forward in silence, until their weapons and armor were reduced to scrap metal in the distorted world.

Nian wasn't surprised. No matter what means Koschche used to temporarily break free of the container and come to her, she wasn't surprised.

Because they are immortals, the long passage of time has given them wisdom and power, so it is not surprising that they can do anything.

But in the next instant, the illusory and distorted world before Nian's eyes exploded like a bubble, and neither the storm that distorted reality nor Koschche's figure remained.

The year briefly fell into a slump, but after a very short silence, a blazing fire began to burn fiercely from beneath the imposing iron mask.

The immortals are enraged!

From the surging tide of metal, the outline of a sword emerged, silently extending from the end of the short stick.

It is burning.

From the deepest darkness, it illuminated the eyes of all who gazed upon it.

It ignited everything, shattered the forest illusion, and silenced all the buzzing. Then it transformed into a raging inferno, announcing its existence to everyone in Chernobog.

An immense power surged from the blade, transforming into raging flames that shattered the clouds and sun.

Countless metal particles coalesced and emerged from the dust, outlining a complex shape in the immortal's hand before rapidly contracting inward.

Then a new "circle" emerges, forms, and then contracts inward... After repeating this hundreds and thousands of times, a metallic sun that is constantly in flux and burning is formed.

The sun is above.

Flames rose, and half the city collapsed toward the sun, changing shape in the palm of the year, as the sound of metal forging rang out once more.

Casting begins.

The swirling ashes and dust changed their nature in the time it takes to breathe, and a huge and solemn body rose from the ruins. The dragon's majestic and cold face stood out with its hair and beard standing on end beneath the crown of the metal sun!

Heaven unleashes its murderous intent, shifting stars and changing constellations.