Ark Chess Player.

The Originium Ring is highly portable and concealable, making it the most valuable staff for ordinary casters. However, its usefulness is limited for infected individuals, as those infected with Oripathy can cast spells directly using the crystals on their skin.

"Governor Wei, aren't you going to stop this?"

Lin Lufeng asked casually, took a sip of tea, and frowned unhappily.

The tea leaves were good, but the brewing environment was terrible. Even though it was freshly brewed, the tea tasted lukewarm. Hot tea and iced tea each have their own flavor, but lukewarm tea was the weakest and most unsatisfactory.

Wei Yanwu acted as if he hadn't heard, offering no reply but instead keeping his gaze fixed on Sodan.

Sodan is out of the running.

If the operation is carried out in the Guard Bureau's meeting room, regardless of the outcome, Wei Yanwu has the right to detain Sodan in jail.

Even if Sodan's lawyer came to vouch for him—assuming he had any lawyers to help him—half a day would be enough for Wei Yanwu to wrap things up. Taking advantage of the fact that Sodan's followers were leaderless and disorganized, completely crushing them would only be a matter of issuing an order.

The long game between Wei Yanwu and Suo Dan has come to an end, and the result has been revealed.

The air temperature continued to drop, and a thin layer of fog gradually covered the windows of the reception room. The dark, resentful fog continued to gather and compress in Sodan's hands, and the mournful howls of ghosts could be faintly heard. If the freezing atmosphere in the reception room before was just a metaphor, then this was a realistic depiction; even the tea on Wei Yanwu's table was covered with a thin layer of ice.

"I understand."

Lin Lu shifted his gaze from Wei Yanwu and chuckled, "What happened next, nobody saw, nobody could see, right?"

"..." Wei Yanwu still did not answer, or rather, this was his answer.

"Suffer death!!"

Sodan roared, his head thrown back, as the condensed dark magic transformed into billowing fog, surging and erupting with immense power! Countless human faces coalesced, each bearing the agonizing expression of someone who had suffered terribly, their malevolent aura soaring to the heavens in an instant. This Originium technique, based on ancient Yan Kingdom witchcraft, was far more insidious than Anlongdor's Shadow Guards, having tainted countless wronged souls. Each tragic face within the fog represented a living, breathing, wronged spirit.

The black mist swept straight toward Lin Lu, as eerie as a procession of a hundred ghosts, frightening the red-clad maid who cowered in a corner, trembling with fear.

As for the police officer in charge of communications?

After reporting the news, he immediately ran away and has long since disappeared.

"again."

Lin Lu sighed softly.

He had initially thought that Alexander Anlondor's shadow guards had already crossed the line of human morality, devouring large amounts of flesh and blood daily to nourish their power. But he hadn't expected that the younger ones were ruthless, and the older ones even more so!

Just from the one move that Sodan revealed, one can sense how deep the dark side of Lungmen is.

Lin Lu said with deep mockery, "Really... hopeless."

Just when Wei Yanwu thought he had no other choice but to wait for his death, Lin Lu raised his left hand. His fingers were as white as snow, as soft as tender shoots, without a trace of calluses, completely unlike the hands of a warrior... or even a sorcerer.

Yet it was precisely this seemingly harmless hand that grasped Sodan's deadly strike, which he had been preparing to unleash.

Lin Lu casually grasped the deep purple light emanating from the Night Parade of One Hundred Ghosts, and the mournful howls echoed continuously in his palm, like the most terrifying music in the world. Even Wei Yanwu was startled by the sound, but Lin Lu casually yawned and shattered the light in mid-air into wisps of green smoke.

extraction.

Sodan's spell was broken down into the purest source stone energy by the mark on the back of Lin Lu's hand. This not only did not cause him any harm, but also invigorated Lin Lu. The fatigue from the labor subsided considerably, making up for the energy required to maintain the spiritual domain.

"Destroy the spell with bare hands?!"

Wei Yanwu's expression changed slightly; this was clearly beyond his expectations of the Rhodes Island doctor.

Although Alexander Sodan is old and frail, he was once the man who climbed the Tower of Mages of Letania in his youth.

Even though Sodan is old and can no longer perform large-scale spells with the same ease as before, and can only choose Yan Kingdom witchcraft which uses advanced mediums as the unit of casting, his magical talent will not be buried because of this.

Even Wei Yanwu was always on guard against his opponent fighting to the death if he lost the game.

Lin Lu's casual move has caused Wei Yanwu's level of vigilance towards him to skyrocket.

As a true Yan citizen, Wei Yanwu knew the effects of Originium Arts, a branch of sorcery.

Even though the sorcery Sodan used wasn't orthodox in Yan Kingdom, his talent was enough to imitate it quite well, replicating seventy percent of the actual spell. This sorcery was incredibly powerful, not only extremely destructive but also directly shaking the mind and having a profound impact on the spirit.

A martial artist's physical body cannot withstand it, nor can a sorcerer's spirit.

Only a master from the Yan Kingdom can withstand it with his essence, energy, and spirit.

That's how it should be.

"How can it be!!"

Sodan stared intently at Lin Lu, trying to catch a glimpse of his weak face through his hood.

However, all Sodan could see were a pair of deep, dark cobalt blue eyes, as if they were above the stars, looking down on all living beings.

"That's it?"

Lin Lu crossed his legs on the table, and with a flick of his left foot, two rings on the table bounced up and landed in his hand in an arc. He played with the two rings in his hand casually and unrestrainedly, showing no respect to anyone present.

"Okay, okay, okay!!"

Sodan exclaimed "Great!" three times in a row, then laughed hysterically and took out an ancient manuscript, two lamps, and a straw figure from his Yan Kingdom robes.

"The Seven Arrows of Nailhead".

"This is the Yan Kingdom's magical treasure that I originally planned to use on Wei Yanwu!"

"Kid, you're not going to survive this time! Even a god couldn't save you!!"

Sodan raised his arms, and a cold, gloomy aura of ghostly energy emanated from his aged body, lingering between reality and illusion.

The slender straw figure seemed to be supported by an invisible hand in the void, and two lamps floated in. One lamp was above the straw figure's head, and the other was at its feet, each rising with white flames. The illusory flames swayed in the wind, and the miniature Lin Lü was vaguely confined within these lamp flames.

Sodan took a step forward, walking around the straw figure as if performing a ritual, chanting incantations that vibrated the air.

Wei Yanwu watched quietly. He wasn't deaf and heard Suo Dan's heartfelt words when he was furious.

Sodan said that this was originally prepared as a powerful weapon for him, so it was naturally not an ordinary object.

Wei Yanwu was also very curious about what kind of gift his old rival originally intended to leave him.

The Seven Arrows of Nailhead...

Wei Yanwu frowned. The name sounded familiar, but he just couldn't place it.

Throughout, Lin Lu remained seated with an unchanged expression, his data-driven spiritual domain continuously updating the other party's information.

Data from the Spirit Realm shows that the Originium Arts that Sodan is currently using are extremely dangerous, truly the most terrifying and vicious forbidden techniques.

This is a fusion of ancient Yan Kingdom learning and modern Originium magic; the synergy between them is far more than a simple addition. It's like a chemical reaction caused by mixing different substances, resulting in a qualitative change.

"I remembered!"

Wei Yanwu suddenly stood up. He remembered what the Seven Arrows of Nailhead Book was!

In the long history and civilization of the Yan Kingdom, there once existed several supernatural abilities that could steal souls, in the distant past before the advent of Originium Arts. The Great Yan royal family's library contains an ancient book that records the Seven Arrows of Nailhead, a spell that can steal an opponent's three souls and seven spirits within twenty-one days, killing them silently from hundreds of miles away—its power is undeniable. Once this spell is cast, there is no way to break it except by reclaiming the arrows that hold the soul.

Wei Yanwu was shocked and puzzled.

Sodan...where did he learn this kind of sorcery from?!

In the present Great Yan Dynasty, who can display supernatural powers?

"Spellbook Knot!"

Sodan drew a talisman in mid-air, and the jet-black liquid solidified in mid-air.

He had practiced this Originium Arts technique hundreds or even thousands of times, absolutely not allowing himself to make the slightest mistake.

An ancient, black carving knife appeared in Sodan's hand without his noticing. He took seven steps in quick succession, then without hesitation, slashed his own wrist, letting his blood splatter onto the arrow-shaped writing. He would use blood as a seal, life for life! He was determined to utterly destroy Lin Lü's soul and spirit!

"Incinerate!"

Sodan used his own life as collateral, and two flames gradually appeared in his pupils.

The flame was white, just like the flickering flame of the lamp in the heavens and earth, burning in Sodan's pupils and quickly filling his eye sockets. The flame licked at everything around him, his eyeballs gradually withered and shrank, and the flame rolled up Sodan's wrinkled face, revealing a blurry flesh and blood. His hair quickly curled up and turned black, emitting wisps of blue smoke, and then his entire head was ablaze.

In the final moments of sacrificing his life, Sodan successfully cast the spell.

"--rise!!"

The two ghost lamps floating in mid-air shattered instantly, the ancient manuscript burst into flames, and the straw figure suspended in the center of the lamps suddenly splattered crimson blood. A column of blood shot into the sky, as if an adult man had been crushed into mud by an invisible giant hand; it was hard to imagine how a withered straw figure could contain so much blood.

"Hahaha, hahaha!!"

Sodan was not completely dead yet. He was holding on to his last breath with all his might, just to see his enemy die without a burial place!

A terrifying pressure descended from the sky, and causal curses linked one after another. Sodan used his own life as fuel, attempting to curse and kill twenty-one days ahead of schedule.

At this very moment, the Seven Arrows Book is unleashed, and those below the level of a sage are doomed.

Everyone present—the red-clad maid had fallen unconscious, and Wei Yanwu, his brow furrowed, clutched his chest, his body drenched in cold sweat. It felt as if a knife had been plunged into his chest; he knew it was an illusion, merely psychological pressure, yet he felt as if he were sinking into a quagmire.

If this person weren't here...

If Sodan's Seven Arrows of Nailhead were used on me...

Wei Yanwu shuddered. Through calculation, he came to a conclusion.

Even though he possessed a jade stone containing a trace of the Great Yan's fortune, he couldn't withstand it.

Therefore, it's clear that this time... the Doctor from Rhodes Island is doomed!

There is one thing to say, indeed.

Even someone as battle-hardened as Lin Lu could see, his heart pounded as he watched the danger index of the digitized spiritual domain soar. Things involving fate were the most troublesome and unpleasant things for Lin Lu to deal with; only fate could end fate.

but……

The anemone flower kindly reminded Lin Lü in the spirit realm.

Sodan's move was useless against him; he didn't even need it, nor was he required to use extraction.

As for why? Anemone, with her hands on her hips in a rather smug manner, told him…

"—It's nothing but a fake!"

Lin Lu roared, his voice booming like rolling thunder, powerful and overwhelming, forcefully shattering the ethereal curse technique.

The malevolent aura that had lingered in the reception room vanished, the overwhelming pressure that had been like a mountain range disappeared, and the chains of cause and effect were ruthlessly severed.

Sodan's body shuddered violently, the last vestige of life he had desperately clung to withered away, and white flames engulfed his body from top to bottom. Even in his final moments as he plummeted into the abyss, he remained incredulous, unable to comprehend...

"A saint, above even a saint?!"

Chapter 293 Unstoppable (4K)

Sodan is dead.

One of Wei Yanwu's most formidable opponents died just like that.

Alexander Sodan's body was completely destroyed by white flames; his soul and spirit were burned away, leaving only a high pile of white ash on the ground as proof that Sodan had once existed. A gentle breeze carried the ashes, which rose and transformed into a hazy, grayish-white mist.

Above the sage?

Sodan's dying screams echoed in the reception room.

Wei Yanwu's brain was malfunctioning. There were indeed saints in Yan Kingdom, but they were figures from mythology.

When the sage walked on the earth, Originium had not even appeared in the human world.

That was the true Great Yan Dynasty.

There is no Originium, no natural disasters, a strong military, and peace throughout the land.

The people live in peace and contentment, scholars engage in a hundred schools of thought, and martial artists cultivate immortality and attain enlightenment. The fertile land of the Great Yan Dynasty is more than a thousand miles long!

Until the appearance of Originium, until the natural disasters struck, until the current rulers became arrogant and complacent, closing the country off from the world, they missed the best opportunity for development.

When the Colombian Federation attacked with its latest Originium-based equipment, when Ursus's mobile cities closed off the Great Yan territory, when Victoria's steam armor broke through the Great Yan heavy cavalry single-handedly... Yan Kingdom realized what being backward meant!

If it weren't for the enduring spirit of the Great Yan warriors, and the vows of all officials, both military and civilian, to live and die with Great Yan, and the wise and devoted Emperor who swept away the ills accumulated by the previous emperor's policy of isolationism, and if it weren't for the brave warriors who built a Great Wall with their blood and flesh to defend the safety of the people, refusing to yield an inch of Great Yan's territory, then Great Yan would already be in the hands of another country, its people at the mercy of others, forever living as a defeated nation.

The ancient history of the Great Yan Dynasty, dating back a thousand years, is now only recorded on two stone slabs, sealed within the imperial capital. Although the Great Yan Dynasty has lost its former glory, it is adapting to the changes in the world, keeping pace with the trends of the Originium Industry, and taking technology as its primary productive force.

"...Are you the Doctor from Rhodes Island?"

Wei Yanwu sat back down in his chair, frowning and sighing, feeling helpless about his miscalculation.

Even if time could be reversed, no matter how meticulous or cautious Wei Yanwu was, he could never have discovered that a small Rhodes Island pharmaceutical company actually harbored a saint-level... monster.

Lin Lu then remembered that when he first met Wei Yanwu, he was still in a state of "heroic spirit control".

Lin Lu negotiated with Wei Yanwu of the Yan Kingdom's dragon clan using the intimidating power of Jeanne d'Arc Alter, the Dragon Witch. Wei Yanwu remained composed and dignified throughout, demonstrating remarkable composure. If it were any other dragon, or even a Vyvan, they would likely have uncontrollably pledged allegiance to Lin Lu.

"As long as you put on this outfit and this mask..."

Lin Lu smiled and raised his hand to brush across the surface of his hooded coat, pressing down on the frog buttons on the front. The seemingly simple black fabric emanated a high intensity of Originium energy, densely covering his body like crystals, instantly weaving into a silver armor. The Borderless Army's self-developed Smart chip sensed the chaotic Originium energy fluctuations and went into alert mode, ready to complete full-coverage armament at any moment.