Traveling to the future, the story with the orc king

Lin Ziyu blinked and looked at the weapon spirit, Lin Xin, his eyes revealing disbelief. How could this be possible? His memory was very good, and he clearly remembered that he was a promising young man in the 21st century. Because his consciousness was accidentally enveloped by a golden light, he woke up as the unwelcome little Lin Ziyu.

General Lin stared in astonishment at the suddenly appearing artifact spirit, Lin Xin. His eyes widened in disbelief. After a moment, General Lin regained consciousness and asked, "What on earth is going on here, Senior?" He remembered the spatial artifact spirit in the portrait of his ancestors enshrined in his family's ancestral hall, which looked exactly like this.

At the same time, Long Yan also turned his gaze to the weapon spirit Lin Xin, his eyes also filled with confusion. He frowned slightly and asked softly, "Xiao Xin, what on earth is going on?"

The weapon spirit, Lin Xin, first turned and glanced at General Lin, then shifted his gaze to Long Yan. Then, raising his head slightly, he replied with a proud expression, "Hmph, it's because of that earth-shattering battle a thousand years ago! My master's soul suffered extremely severe trauma during that battle. His main spirit was sucked away by the turbulent flow of space and disappeared. After countless hardships and a thousand years of searching, the plush ball and I finally found his main spirit in another parallel dimension." At this point, the weapon spirit, Lin Xin, looked at Lin Ziyu with a smug look, his face full of praise, as if to say, "Master, look at how capable I am!"

After hearing this, Long Yan hugged Lin Ziyu tightly in his arms and whispered softly in his ear with a low and magnetic voice: "Don't be afraid, I'm here. No matter who you are, you will always be mine."

Hearing Long Yan's affectionate words, Lin Ziyu couldn't help but smile, feeling an immense warmth in his heart. He slowly reached out and gently touched the spirit Lin Xin's head, expressing his approval and gratitude. "You're the best," the spirit Lin Xin happily spun around.

Lin Ziyu left Long Yan's embrace and walked to General Lin. He opened his mouth, hesitated for a moment, and finally shouted, "Father, we have obtained the complete inheritance of weapon refining techniques this time." He took out a jade mirror and handed it to General Lin, then said, "This is a complete copy of the weapon refining techniques that I copied."

Lin Cheng slowly extended his hand and carefully took the jade mirror, which radiated a warm luster. His eyes were fixed on the object in his hand, revealing a complex and indistinguishable emotion: concern, annoyance, and regret intertwined like a tangled mess.

He lowered his head slightly, his voice low and trembling as he whispered, "I'm sorry, Ziyu, I really shouldn't... shouldn't have done this...! Fortunately... fortunately you're safe." Despite his deep regret, no amount of words could make up for his previous mistake. He knew this action could endanger Lin Ziyu's life, but he hadn't spoken a word.

Standing off to the side, Long Yan's face was as sullen as water as he gazed coldly at General Lin. His deep eyes seemed to pierce through people's hearts, chilling them to the bone. He parted his lips and spoke coldly, "General Lin, once we successfully resolve the crisis facing Yuecheng, I will take Zi Liyu away from here." His words were brief and forceful, leaving no room for negotiation.

Upon hearing this, General Lin's expression darkened. He knew full well that he had lost the right to retain Lin Ziyu. However, as a general, his authority was inviolable. He raised his head, staring coldly at Long Yan, and said slowly, "In that case, I hope you can take good care of him. If he suffers even the slightest harm while you're with him, our Lin family will not let him off!"

Long Yan showed no fear in the face of General Lin's warning. He straightened his body and replied with unwavering determination, "Don't worry about that. I will protect him and will never let anyone hurt him!"

Just as the two were looking at each other, Lin Feng, Lin Yu, Long Si, Long Yi, Long Liu, Mo Yan, Mo Zhu and Mo Long walked in.

Mo Yan walked straight to Lin Ziyu's side, and a fat and much larger insect jumped out from his body and jumped onto Lin Ziyu's shoulder. He himself turned into a small purple vine and wrapped around his wrist.

Lin Feng and Lin Yu: "General, the people in the underground city have been rescued, most of the invaders have been killed, and the three leaders have been captured."

Long Si, Long Yi, Long Liu, Mo Zhu, and Mo Long walked behind Long Yan and said respectfully, "Your Highness, the mission is accomplished."

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Two hours ago, in Yuecheng's dungeon, Lin Feng and Lin Yu spearheaded an attack, leading an elite squad of Puppet Crystals. Mo Yan, Mo Zhu, and Mo Long, along with the rescued Long Si, Long Yi, and Long Liu, worked together to intercept the invaders.

Soon, shouts and clashes filled the air, the battle reaching a fever pitch. Countless deep purple vines danced wildly through the air like serpents, weaving through the enemy lines at breakneck speed, stirring up gusts of wind wherever they went, leaving those attempting to flee with nowhere to hide.

Lin Feng and Lin Yu led the Puppet Crystals to the prison area where the Yuecheng people were being held. Clad in heavy armor and armed with sharp weapons, each one of them looked like a god of war descending from the earth, their momentum overwhelming.

As they advanced, controlled insectoids continued to swarm from all directions, but Lin Feng and his companions showed no fear. Lin Feng swung his sword with impenetrable force, each strike carrying a sharp aura, easily slicing down his foes. Meanwhile, Lin Yu employed her uncanny agility and exquisite magic, beams of light shooting out from her hands, accurately striking the enemy's vital points.

Lin Feng and Lin Yu cooperated with each other tacitly, and with the powerful combat power of the Puppet Crystal People behind them, they broke through the numerous defense lines, came to the place where the Yuecheng people were imprisoned, and rescued them.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the battlefield, Long Si, Long Yi, Long Liu, Mo Yan, Mo Long, and Mo Zhu were engaged in a thrilling battle with the invaders! Psychic energy and magical power intertwined and flickered. Both sides unleashed their full might, and for a moment, the outcome was uncertain.

However, Mo Yan, Mo Long and Mo Zhu were extremely powerful. After they captured the leading few people, the battle became one-sided. With the cooperation of Long Si, Mo Yan and others, the other invaders were ruthlessly killed one after another.

Lin Feng, Mo Yan, and the others met in front of the dungeon where the Yuecheng people were being held. Mo Yan shook the Soul Devouring Demon Insect King in his hand, asking him to summon the other Soul Devouring Demon Insects. The Soul Devouring Demon Insect King exuded a powerful and strange spiritual aura. This spiritual aura enveloped the Yuecheng people, and the Soul Devouring Demon Insects hidden in their bodies crawled out one by one.

With a creepy rustling sound, a group of purple, round, soul-devouring demon insects slowly crawled out of the dungeon. Their bulging appearance made people laugh, and it was absolutely impossible to imagine that they had long been known for their terrifying evil. Each soul-devouring demon insect exuded a rich spiritual energy.

As the soul-eating demon worms crawled out, the bodies of the people from Yuecheng in the dungeon seemed to have lost all their strength, and they fell limply to the ground, turning into a pile of skin.

The Soul Devouring Demonic Insects completely ignored everything around them, twisting their fat bodies and slowly crawling towards the Soul Devouring Demonic Insect King. Wherever they passed, they left a trail of sticky trails.

In the blink of an eye, countless soul-devouring devil insects swarmed out like a tide. Faced with so many soul-devouring devil insects, Mo Yan's mouth curled up. Countless thick vines suddenly extended from his feet, swiftly stringing up the soul-devouring devil insects one by one.

Then, a series of muffled explosions were heard. "Bang... Bang..." The Soul-Devouring Demonic Bugs entangled in the vines suddenly exploded one after another. Instantly, clouds of rich purple spiritual mist gushed out and gradually dispersed in the air.

Seeing this, the Demon Dragon and the Demon Bamboo reached out and gently touched the purple spiritual mist. A flicker of surprise flashed in their eyes as they sensed the powerful energy contained within. Without hesitation, they flew forward and stood firmly within the spiritual mist.

By this time, the entire dungeon was a scene of devastation. The vast majority of Yuecheng's inhabitants had become prey to the Soul-Devouring Demonic Worms, their psychic energy and life essence ruthlessly drained, ultimately leading to tragic deaths. Only a handful of powerful psychics, relying on their own powerful psychic energy, managed to barely survive the catastrophe, but they too were wounded and in a precarious situation.