Ark Chess Player.

The Sarkaz sniper stared at him, and even if the other man couldn't utter a single word, the conman would understand what he was trying to say.

The conman opened his mouth, took a deep breath, and said helplessly, "I'm a conman, you know. Do you really want me to make a promise?"

The Sarkaz sniper watched him silently, his eyes, like those of a hawk, unwavering beneath the semi-transparent visor.

"Okay, okay, I promise you, I promise you."

“I’ll survive, I’ll smoke less, and I’ll help look after that brat sentry. I still can’t accept it, why was he able to go with you guys back then, but I couldn’t…”

The conman waved his hand, making no attempt to hide his opinion of the Sentinel, but he had to admit that the Sentinel was indeed superior to him in many ways. At least in the past three years, the Sentinel had grown into an A-level personnel, and even if his achievements remained unknown, it could not change the fact that he had made contributions to the Army Without Borders.

“I will lead him back to Kazdel.”

"And you too, I will go with him to take you home."

"This is my promise to you, the promise of a conman."

The conman uncle stretched out his left hand, clenched his fist, and extended it straight out.

A smile appeared beneath the Sarkaz sniper's visor as he raised his right hand, and the two men's fists met.

The cigarette the conman had been holding burned completely, the ashes drifting away in the wind and disappearing in the blink of an eye. A slight coolness came from his outstretched left fist; the tactile sensation of their collision had vanished, along with the dragon-hunting crossbow resting against the wall, which also dissipated into faint particles.

He was the only one left standing on the platform.

The air was filled with the aroma of mint leaf cigarettes.

Chapter 333 The Final Arrival (4K)

Same time, same place, different people.

The data-driven spiritual domain absorbed a vast amount of information. After extracting the energy from the White Bone Raider's beam cannon, Lin Lu's spiritual domain directly covered the entire Dragon Gate slum. Now was a critical moment, and he couldn't afford to waste any extra attention here.

This is the perfect moment for the AI ​​maid, Anemone, to make her dazzling debut!

To reduce the burden on the spirit realm's memory, Anemone even saved the energy of materializing into human form this time, instead focusing on providing assistance in the deeper spirit realm.

A torrent of data swept in, and Anemone swam against the current, her hands holding two halos of light, methodically categorizing the intelligence. Important and urgent information, important but not urgent information, and urgent but not important information were arranged in that order. As for information that was neither important nor urgent, it was considered junk information, such as the dying cries for help from the young members of the Lungmen New Generation group.

Judging from Lin Lu's perspective, Anemone is right, this is junk information.

These are the key points for office workers to avoid being overworked. Write them down; you'll need them in the future.

Yinlian meticulously organized the intelligence, but even so, processing so much information in such a short time while ensuring absolute accuracy to prevent Lin Lu from missing crucial data and causing the operation to fail was no easy task for this genius and beautiful young woman.

Anemone's hands began to tremble. In order to increase her speed as much as possible, she was unconsciously forcing herself and pushing herself to the limit.

Just then, a dazzling silver light emanated from the deep spiritual realm, and a silver star disk hung high above the lake, reflecting the bright moonlight.

The stars shone brightly, and the power of time flowed through Ibitas's palm as the beautiful young goddess gracefully stepped across the lake. Her delicate white feet stirred the surface, creating ripples. Her long, silvery-white hair was gathered at the back of her head and tied into twin ponytails, swaying with her movements.

Because she was still a child, Ibitas slept most of the time. Sometimes, even if she really wanted to watch Lin Lu fight, she would curl up and fall asleep while watching. Although she was accidentally woken up by Anemone, she didn't make a fuss. Instead, she quietly rubbed her eyes and obediently got up.

Ibitas noticed that Anemone was struggling, and after thinking for a moment, she took immediate action, offering Anemone the Star Spring flowing through the River of Time.

Anemone suddenly felt the torrent of data rushing past her eyes slow down; her sensory time was enhanced by Anemone, allowing her to process thoughts more quickly. The artificial intelligence resisted the urge to turn around, pick up Ibitas, and spin her around, focusing instead on increasing processing speed with renewed vigor.

In approximately 162 minutes of real-world time, Anemone completed the data classification chart for the project manager's presentation to the leadership, and kept updating the latest information so that Lin Lu could quickly obtain the information he needed with a quick glance.

Although Anemone is mischievous most of the time, she will definitely do her job well when she needs to be serious.

"Anemone, Ibitas, thank you."

Just as Lin Lu finished expressing his gratitude, he could faintly hear the cheerful and unrestrained laughter of Anemone and the tranquil encouragement of Ibitas. It was because of them that he felt he could confidently stride forward, fearless in his journey.

Although plans can never keep up with changes, Attorney Lin considered all possibilities in advance.

Let alone the White Tiger Squad's betrayal, he wasn't unaware of the possibility that Alexander Swell would betray him. Therefore, even if all the city's defensive equipment were to fire at him, Lin Lu had thirteen different solutions to ensure the success of the operation.

Now, the swordsman and magic swordsman have evacuated the scene under the guidance of the sentinel's bloodline magic. Arno has to temporarily retreat due to the overload of his 3D Maneuver Gear, and the sniper is stuck in a stalemate due to the malfunction of the city's defensive devices. It seems there are no more reinforcements available, yet the Sarkaz piercing soldiers are less than 300 meters from their target. Even so, Lin Lu still has no intention of stopping the piercing soldiers.

It doesn't matter.

There's one more card we've laid in the sand.

Ash Etching - Accumulating Hatred, Part 3.

The reason we can't see the stars in the night sky is because a dark, gloomy curtain obscures the sky.

The entire area above Longmen was shrouded in malice, stemming from the resentment of the slum dwellers. They had devoted every spare moment of their lives to labor, just to survive. They envied the city dwellers while living in abject poverty, praying for a change in their numb existence. Only now did they realize how precious their peaceful daily lives had been, and how irretrievably lost they could ever return.

Home is gone.

Or rather, we lost our place to live, our place to work, and everything else.

Even if they are still alive now, they are taken to the sewers for refuge, and they don't know what they can do after the war ends.

Will Lungmen take responsibility for this?

Impossible, oh, absolutely impossible...

The residents of the slums huddled together for warmth in the cold, damp corners, their endless resentment spreading, seeping into the ground, and rising upwards.

It wasn't just them; there were also the Lungmen freshmen who went mad after realizing there was no hope of survival, and the Reunion Movement infected who were attacking the city... All the resentment of everyone coalesced and, guided by the Sarkaz vengeful spirits, transformed into a magical medium.

The Sarkaz Vengeful One raised her arms high, her body, corrupted by Originium, becoming a convenient casting unit, able to unleash spells without needing an Originium Arts trigger. She greedily absorbed the grievances of the entire slum, transforming them into Originium Arts of Hatred. Mephisto's buried fears in Lungmen were now perfectly orchestrated by Lin Lu, a freebie that couldn't be more satisfying, like opening a treasure chest and getting 66 tokens.

This wasn't just the power Lin Lu had bestowed upon her; it was also because her Originium adaptability was exceptionally strong, or rather... excessively strong. Even as a mere remnant soul, she still perfectly controlled this Originium technique, which could destroy her with the slightest carelessness.

Now, the calamity that Mephisto laid in Lungmen will be returned to Lungmen in full!

The pitch-black curtain, like a fiery sunset, billowed with candlelight, its accumulated resentment burning, appearing as if the sky itself had been set ablaze, cracking open in all directions. The shape of the dark curtain converged, constantly shrinking, the scorching hem of the skirt curling inwards in spirals, converging into a long spear!

The crimson spear of resentment burned fiercely, and the clouds, stirred by the turbulent flow of Originium elements, showed signs of forming a calamity cloud, accompanied by continuous thunderous roars. The Sarkaz Vengeful One's raised hands seemed to have grabbed something; she pulled them down forcefully, aiming them at the Bone Raider.

"SHOOT VENT!"

A heavy, oppressive atmosphere rolled down from above, causing everyone in the slum to feel a tightness in their chests and a blockage in their ears. Dust and metal filings accumulated on the ground were lifted upwards, and those lying motionless on the ground painfully gazed up at the burning stars appearing in the dim sky.

The spear of resentment pierced through the clouds and descended from the sky, followed closely by a shockwave that shone like a tail, tearing out a blinding light.

The Originium Arts unleashed a triple state of superimposed burning ash etching, bloodline magic, and battlefield resentment.

"Click——"

The Bone Raider's last remaining right foreleg was precisely struck, causing the city of Lungmen to tremble. Even the D-07 squad of the Borderless Army, which was evacuating in the distance, was affected by the aftershocks. All the glass in the entire Maria Wall command center shattered, creating a shower of shards. There was a reason why Bai Huang ordered them to pack up and take Alexander Swell away; this was not a place where D-rank personnel like them could hold out.

As it turns out, the mage truly is a superior person.

The Bone Raider's right foreleg instantly vaporized, as if a mark on a canvas had been casually wiped away. The intricately intertwined amber-colored veins of bone vanished without a trace, leaving even its upper body bewildered. Furthermore, a current of air, darker than the night itself, spread from the spot where the Bone Raider's right foreleg had disappeared, leaving nothing but barren land in its wake. It was a terrifying spell, as if it were erasing the very concept of life.

Fortunately, the sentry promptly alerted the swordsman and the magic swordsman to evacuate the scene. Arno, seeing them hastily leaving, quickly followed. Although he was straightforward, he wasn't stupid; he understood the BOSS was about to make a big move… but he hadn't expected it to be this big!

The massive body of the skeletal raider collapsed to the ground, leaving the steel earth deathly silent as the ground sank approximately five meters. The surrounding space distorted, countless resentful spirits roamed the area, and the air was thick with a suffocating aura of death. If an ordinary person were to unfortunately pass by, they would be on NetEase Cloud Music and prematurely logging on within five minutes, regardless of whether it was on time or not.

"Swish..."

The skeleton raider's upper body was constantly shedding grayish-white debris; it was severely injured and its regenerative abilities had been rendered ineffective.

Compared to the other damaged parts, the right foreleg of the skeleton raider, all the way down to its pelvis, was completely vaporized.

At this moment, the skeletal predator resembled a rag doll torn to pieces. It lay prone on the ground, struggling with the only part of its body it could move. Its arm, half-scraped of fascia, stretched out towards the ever-expanding light, as if trying to shield itself from the blinding sunlight.

Lin Lu leaped into the air, stepping on the shoulder of the piercing hand. His dark golden shadow blended into the starlit night sky, and white mist spewed from the heat dissipation vents of his battle armor.

“STRIKE VENT”

Accelerating to its maximum speed, the Sarkaz Piercer charged forward, man and machine becoming one, the steel spike ramming straight into the Bone Raider's palm. Maintaining parallel alignment, the Sarkaz Piercer faced the giant hand head-on, withstanding the immense force of the monster's thrust without yielding an inch.

"BLUST VENT"

The vengeful spirit's magic resurfaced, but this time it appeared behind the piercing hand.

The dark orb of light gently rested on the shoulders of the piercing hand, and a surge of air erupted, propelling the comrade forward.

The Sarkaz Piercer's arm, swollen and cracked with gray bandages, reared up and let out a silent roar! The Bone Raider's long arm shattered piece by piece, bone fragments whistling like bullets as they scattered in all directions. The Sarkaz Piercer's crimson figure advanced straight ahead, as if driving a meter-long spike into a human arm; amber-colored fluid gushed out along with the cracked bone.

Finally, a beam of red light pierced through the skeletal raider's shoulder and traveled into the distance.

Looking down from above, it looks like a red line has been drawn on the ground.

The Sarkaz piercing hand stopped in his tracks.

He had burned to his limit, his entire body nearly collapsing into pieces, and the steel spear in his hand had been worn smooth.

Sarkaz's shoulders convulsed uncontrollably as she walked with her grotesque gait to her comrade's side, and together they looked up.

Now, it's up to you.

BOSS.

Lin Lu somersaulted high in the air, feeling the power coursing through his body, adjusting himself to the optimal state. The illusory Peerless Dragon projected from his armor into reality, the Mirror Originium Technique taking effect. The Dragon of Summer circled around him, unleashing a roar that shook the entire mobile city.

At that moment, everyone who had been spying on the battlefield in the slums fell silent.

The dragon is the totem of the Yan Kingdom, the symbol of the Great Yan Kingdom, and proof of the royal family.

When Longmen was facing annihilation, the Great Yan Divine Dragon appeared in the world—what a wonderful story!

However, both high-ranking officials and those in the gray area of ​​Lungmen knew that this dragon had nothing to do with Lungmen.

A sacred light illuminated the night sky, clearly revealing the hideous skeletal monsters on the ground, as if the boundary between light and darkness was defined by heaven and earth. Since ancient times, people have yearned for light, and even those trapped in darkness are irresistibly drawn to it.

Whether they were new members of Lungmen, members of the Reunion Movement, or members of the Guard Bureau, at this moment they all laid down their weapons and gazed at the giant dragon winding in the sky.

Wei Yanwu, who was stationed in the Guard Bureau building, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his eyes gradually narrowing, exuding a dangerous aura.

High in the sky, Lin Lu spread his arms wide, golden patterns covering his entire body, and photon blood circulated joyfully within his battle armor.

With all numerical calculations completed, the Spirit Realm traced a trajectory at a 45-degree angle, ready to go.

"FINAL VENT"

At that moment, a fierce battle light flashed in the eye sockets of Lin Lu's hooded helmet.

The unparalleled dragon coiled behind Lin Lu, spewing forth blazing true fire. A ring of light spread, and a corona rose in the night sky. Lin Lu kicked towards the birdcage of the skeletal raiders, the dragon knight's kick transforming into a pillar of fire connecting heaven and earth. It was as if a giant had hurled the spear of fate, piercing through the abominable monster on the ground.

The city of Lungmen roared, unleashing a shockwave that whipped up a hurricane, mercilessly churning up infected people and ordinary citizens in other parts of the slums.

A massive gash was torn open in the steel foundation of the mobile city, and the skeletal raider vanished without a trace, leaving behind a series of metallic clanging sounds. The pillar of fire not only pierced through the birdcage but also drove the skeletal raider deep into the foundation, some distance in the distance.

The peerless dragon hovered high in the sky, letting out a roar that resounded through the heavens and earth before disappearing into the night.

Chapter 334 Give Misha back to me! (5K)

Flames burned, the scene was devastated, and the birdcage of the skeleton raiders was reduced to empty ruins.

The amber-colored solution was spilled all over the ground and would even help burn when it came into contact with a flame, making people wonder what these liquids were made of.

"You're looking at me, aren't you?"

Lin Lu reached out his left hand and grasped the core of the skeletal predator, a ring that resembled a receiver.

“Then watch closely.” Lin Lu lifted the three-meter-long ring with one hand, the mark on the back of his hand emitting a scorching orange glow. “No matter how many tricks you try, I will play along to the end, but you will have no chance of winning. Wait, Mephistopheles, wait patiently. Wait in the darkness where you will never see the dawn of victory, wait for me to come to you, wait for me to come to see you—wait for me to come and kill you.”

Extraction, activation.

The ring of the Bone Raider completely vanished, transforming into tangible Originium energy that replenished the mark. In addition, a cyan fragment fell into Lin Lu's palm; this was likely a small piece of a Holy Grail, the reason this monster could repeatedly die and regenerate.

Lin Lu looked up at the brilliant starry sky, the foundation structure of the mobile city laid out before him. His Knight Kick nearly sent him tumbling all the way to the borderless army's paradise. He could still vaguely see the defensive equipment his underlings had set up, but it had already been reduced to scrap metal in the aftershocks of the attack.

"Ah...this..."

Can this be reimbursed by the Guard Bureau?

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"Ah this..."

Bai Huang, who was in charge of the command center at the Longmen base, sighed deeply and rubbed his forehead in exasperation.

Countless warnings echoed throughout the command center, and the blinding red light made the room feel quite oppressive, with a high-pitched buzzing in everyone's head.

Repairing the foundation, building the camouflage system, in case Lungmen discovers the hidden paradise—all of this costs money. Even the Army Without Borders, with its vast wealth, can't afford to waste money like this. Even a BOSS shouldn't go too far; this isn't a one-off issue… She had many complaints, but Bai Huang couldn't help but smile. Because her research had proven effective, this armor had successfully helped Lin Lu, making up for past regrets.

the most important is……

Bai Huang filmed the entire process.

Yes, she took a picture of BOSS Glory's battle log.

Furthermore, Bai Huang plans to extract a portion of this battle log for free viewing, while the entire log will be available for a paid subscription. She will not accept Lungmen Dollars, only the mercenary merit points from the Borderless Army. This way, more mercenaries will be encouraged to take on missions.

After all, the wool comes from the sheep's back. Since this battle caused unexpected losses, then the BOSS's body will be used to pay for it! The son pays for the father's debts, and the BOSS's son is no longer in my grasp! Bai Huang fantasized about when she would take Lin Lu to a hotel for a life-changing discussion. Thinking about it, her mood improved slightly. After all, she was the person in charge of the Lungmen base; it was normal for her to feel angry seeing her happy little haven destroyed.