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

"My lord, shall you make a move?" Kiyoshuin Ena asked in a low voice.

Before Li Lin could respond, Vereslana's arrogant declaration of war, transmitted through supernatural powers, rolled down from the clouds in a mighty torrent.

For those who understand mystery, comprehending this divine declaration of overwhelming power is not difficult, but for ordinary people, it is merely the howling of thunder and gale.

Li Lin frowned, then his expression hardened.

Anyone can talk tough.

Sensing something was amiss, Ena Kiyoshi was about to say something when she saw an equally imposing divine power rise from Li Lin's body. Then, the rich fragrance of hawthorn blossoms filled their senses, and they seemed to hear the distant sound of logging coming from the empty valley.

They looked up in shock and saw that half of the sky, where the clouds hung low, had been covered by a golden-purple twilight.

A pair of magnificent white antlers grew from Li Lin's forehead, and at the same time, his eyes turned deep purple.

Then came a voice, also imbued with divine power, that resounded far and wide.

“Vereslana, you have a lot of power, and you’re a really nice and funny person. I hope you can keep your own clones in check and not come after me, Tony. Just be yourself. If I see you in Milan, I’ll erase your Word of Power and let the Godslayers see your true face. Erica, say something.”

"Eh... huh?"

Under Erica's disbelieving gaze, Li Lin perfectly mimicked her voice: "Remember, Ovelleslana, don't hit someone in the face, don't curse someone's mother, but I'm going to curse you right now. Let me tell you, if you dare to retaliate with any power this time, we, the Sword King, guarantee to take you down, without saying a word."

Then the voice switched again: "Stop playing around with your white horse and golden sword all day long, anyone can do that, right? You're just spouting nonsense about power."

Erica felt like the sky was falling—her voice drifted through the air of Milan in a sarcastic tone, and now her comrades in the Southern European Magic Front Alliance heard her taunts without reservation.

Kiyoshuin Ena suppressed a laugh and cast a pitying glance at her.

But she soon stopped laughing.

Because Li Lin changed to Seijuin Ena's voice.

"Vellerslana, look at those precious artifacts of yours, those clones of your powers, and you, you're neither human nor ghost, and you still want to be a god of disobedience? If I, Tony, see you again, I'll tear your golden sword away and slap you in the face."

"Let me tell you, Vereslana, you won't get any good juice in Milan, remember that."

"Vereslana, you're a piece of shit. Remember what I said, I'll curse you out right here in front of the Milan Opera House. Didn't you bring your wild boar and white horse to Milan? We from the Southern European Union will come and have a go at you."

“And there’s Mekal.” Li Lin pointed at the Mediterranean God King who hadn’t arrived yet, “You and that Vereslana look like two idiots. Remember, you two are the Haier Brothers, Shuk and Beta. You are nothing, remember that.”

349 Jambudvipa!

"The divinity of cutting and severing, so powerful—"

As dusk turned into the dead of night, the distant night sky was torn apart by thunder, and a blazing light rose into the night sky, opening up the endless darkness, penetrating into the dark clouds, and galloping across the vast expanse.

Vereslana was not angered by the offense; on the contrary, he felt a powerful force from the immense divinity that could rival him, a force that seemed to cleave through all obstacles.

Is this the youngest Demon King, the youth known as the Sword King?

Vereslana grinned broadly, as if he could see the fearless man through countless buildings.

"Excellent!" The invincible military genius laughed heartily. "Such a formidable enemy is just what I wanted!"

And so, the rain of death fell from the sky.

A colossal object was moving within the clouds; it was a natural phenomenon known as wind, but now the wind had been stripped away by Vereslana and turned into his weapon.

The whole of Milan was teetering on the brink of collapse in the storm, and the distant roars never ceased.

Thunder continued to spread, and amidst the hurricane, the boy had already risen into the sky.

bang——

The next instant, a portal of light opened behind him, and Li Lin, manifesting as the Deer King, stepped out and, without warning, struck him on the back of the head with a club.

Unexpectedly, the "King of Swords" possessed such a rapid movement method. Vereslana swayed slightly, then his gaze quickly sharpened, sweeping towards Li Lin like a sword blade.

bang——

Li Lin, not one to back down, seized the opportunity to jump up and deliver a slap to the head.

"wind!"

Vereslana clenched his fist and roared silently.

The clouds were swept up by the storm, falling as if the waters of the four seas were being poured out. The enormous tornado spun wildly around the boy, blowing away everything in its path.

"Velluslana was the ancient Persian god of war. Legend has it that he was a servant of the sun god Mithra, so he also had a close connection with the sun."

Erica looked up and muttered to herself.

"He's very strong?" A questioning voice came from the side.

“It’s not a matter of whether he’s strong or not…” Erica then realized that this priestess probably didn’t know much about ancient Persian mythology. “He really is that kind of special, overly powerful, and unruly god.”

I don't know who made the rule, but when two main characters are fighting to the death on the battlefield, there's always someone acting as a commentator, and the commentary is intermittent.

Even as the two supreme beings fought to the very end of the world, their every move surging with chaotic power that even obliterated the Great Dao, the commentators on the commentary panel remained steadfast in their duties.

Erica, who took on the responsibility of explaining, pointed to the water spout that stretched from the sky to the ground: "In the 14th chapter of the third volume of the Avesta, 'Bahram Yasht,' the hymns and sacrificial methods of the ten incarnations of Bahram are described, and Bahram is the Persian name of Vereslana."

"Therefore, this Eastern military genius possesses ten astonishing powers, making him more omnipotent than anyone can imagine."

"Right now, he is using a power called [Wind]."

"It doesn't look like anything special..." Kiyoshuin Ena muttered. If she still had her Ame no Kusanagi sword, she could have cut through this seemingly terrifying tornado herself.

So, how will Li Lin respond?

......

The fleeting glimpse of the Deer King's form has vanished once more beneath the clanging armor, while the 3.6-meter-tall metal giant grows even larger amidst the surging sea of ​​golden-purple clouds.

That was the metal celestial sphere that had once made a fleeting appearance in the Mansu, a powerful spiritual body that maintained its ever-changing and eternal nature through disassembly and recasting.

If Li Lin had not stepped into the Gate of the Bucks, he would have ascended into Manshu in this form after achieving the seventh mark, thus becoming one of the most terrifying inhabitants of Manshu.

After he successfully answered the riddle, entered the Bucks Gate, and stepped into the Mansor House, this form seemed to disappear, but in reality, it transformed into a blueprint.

This blueprint has now become a reality.

The 3.6-meter-tall giant expanded into a massive mech resembling a fortress in the blink of an eye.

—Using Li Lin himself as the core, he unblocked the internal circuits of the metal giant; using the original armor as the base, he reshaped it into a brand new look. Although it was clearly his first time doing it, he was as skilled as a veteran worker who had been through many battles, without the slightest mistake.

Blood, fascia, bones, internal organs, processes, and even the body shell.

The casting was completed in a single breath.

Finally, a frenzy of lightning erupted from his body, like a thunderstorm in a storm cloud, with hundreds of blazing arcs of electricity lashing out in all directions.

It was a colossal metal giant with three faces and eight arms, reaching up to the sky. As Li Lin's consciousness entered, the eyes of the majestic figure in the center, the compassionate figure on the left, and the wrathful figure on the right all lit up!

This is a decisive weapon created by combining Nian's physical body with Li Lin's own spiritual body.

In Rostock, to save him, he revealed his true, furious nature, burning the tributaries of history—a colossal dragon bearing a bronze sun and encircling the Orichalcos River—a form that Li Lin also plagiarized.

At the same time, they were assembled into shape according to the teachings of flint and wheel.

The sun hanging high above was no longer the bronze sun symbolizing casting, but two dazzling antlers curving backward.

The rivers that once flowed around us were no longer made of copper, but rather a sea of ​​golden-purple clouds.

The celestial sphere's rings encircled him, and with each rotation, stars seemed to twinkle.

Simply breathing caused the tornado to distort.

Everyone stared in disbelief at the three-faced, eight-armed wrathful machine god, a ferocious embodiment of all the solemnity in the world, the ultimate manifestation of power and protection in all human dreams, a majestic face forged from steel through countless hammer blows in the furnace.

On his back, fifty solar furnaces simulating dragon cores roared, bursting forth with brilliant golden light, resembling a circle joined end to end.

Unlike the Xuanji Giant Weapon of that year, this weapon belonging to Li Lin in his decisive battle also has its own name.

—The Colossus of the Sun, Jambudvipa!

According to Buddhist scriptures, the Earth is a flat planet called Jambudvipa, supported by a lotus throne called Sumeru.

In the secret history of the esoteric Buddhist world, the earth's ruling planet is represented by the long-gone flint and wheel.

"You are not the Sword King...!"

Before Vereslana could even use his Word of Power, the 360-meter-tall Sunforging Colossus, Jambudvipa, swung his right fist.

With a single strike, the sky-reaching tornado was broken in half!

The atmosphere groaned and collapsed, and blazing lightning radiated from the fist. Before this fist, everything crumbled meaninglessly.

"wind!"

It was too late to switch to another avatar at this point, and Veleslana could only hope that the Avatar Storm would help him avoid this devastating attack.

However, the lightning that was wrapped around the fist of the South Jambudvipa actually began to spread along the surface of the storm, forcibly binding Vereslana, who had already transformed into the storm, out of it again.

The giant, shrouded in golden-purple clouds, roared and slammed the unprepared Veleslana from the sky into the ground with a single punch!

350 Li Lin's Harem (Seriously)

In that instant, it was as if the sun, which had already set below the horizon, had risen again, shining brightly once more atop the steel giant's head.

Legend has it that during the Spring and Autumn Period, a warrior named Duke Luyang wielded a long spear and caused the already set sun to rise again, delaying the dusk by three quarters of an hour.

But that was, after all, just a legend whose truth or falsehood could not be discerned.