Ark Chess Player

Sodan looked closely and roared, "This is my grandson's stuff! Where did you get it from?!"

"Really? Oh dear, that's really... unkind, Governor Wei." Lin Lu teased Wei Yanwu without a care, and sneered without any manners, "How much time has passed? Anlongdor's body has been transported to the Guard Bureau's morgue, why haven't you contacted the family? Not only is his brother unaware, but even his grandfather is kept in the dark. You're neglecting your duties, Commander Wei."

Wei Yanwu slowly lowered his eyes: "I have no idea about this."

"Really? Really! That's good, that's good."

Lin Lu turned to Sodan and sneered, "That's right, I found this ring. Wei Yanwu can vouch for me."

"You, you—"

Sodan's hands trembled as he picked up the mobile terminal. He couldn't believe it—how could something have happened to his beloved grandson! He had repeatedly warned Anlondor not to go out, and had even had his old butler, who had worked with him for over thirty years, stand by his side. With the old butler there, who could possibly harm him?!

However, no matter how many times Sodan tried to call, no one answered.

Neither Anlongdor nor the old butler had been heard from... it would be a miracle if we could even get through.

"Nobody wants this to happen."

Lin Lu shook his head and sighed, reaching into his pocket with his right hand to rummage through it. He took out another ring and placed it on the table, where it clinked against another ring.

This ring is exquisitely designed, inlaid with a emblem of "six pairs of wings surrounding a crown." Compared to the ring in Anrondor that can be used as a trigger for Originium Arts, this emblem ring is less practical, but its high cost and associated value make it irresistible.

—This is the proof of the patriarch of the Alexander family.

This is also evidence that Sodan entrusted his eldest grandson, Swell, with the heir before he set off.

The silver ring was on the table, still stained with blood, which looked like it hadn't dried yet.

"Don't worry, the most important thing for a family is to be together."

Lin Lu pressed down on one corner of the high-end mahogany chessboard, lifted it up, and threw all the chess pieces onto the table.

He'd been looking at this chess game with displeasure for a long time.

Meeting Sodan's terrified gaze, Lin Lu's lips curled into a smirk, his eyes looking down at him with disdain.

“Your precious grandchildren are waiting for you in hell.”

Chapter 292 The Seven Arrows of Nailhead (4K)

"what……"

Sodan smiled.

"Haha, hahaha..."

His rationality was completely eroded.

"Hahahaha!! Ahahaha!!"

Sodan laughed maniacally, his facial features seemingly contorted into a ball.

If his grandson were to pass away, then all his efforts would be in vain.

Sodan's children had long since passed away amidst the brutal and fierce business competition, and his two grandsons were his last hope. All he did was because he knew his days were numbered and understood that his grandsons' abilities were limited and they could not protect the vast family fortune.

The thought that after his death, his two grandsons would face suppression and exploitation from all sides filled Sodan with anxiety, and he wished he could borrow another five hundred years from heaven.

Sodan knew very well that with his grandson Anlondor's reckless personality, he was only capable of fighting to the death and had no real talent. His eldest grandson, Swell, was obsessed with seduce Beatrice Swire, the precious daughter of the Swire Group, thinking that this would protect the family and even allow him to gain more benefits. With his short-sighted nature, he was even less likely to amount to anything.

This is also one of the reasons why Sodan is so determined to master Lungmen.

Once someone gains power, even their chickens and dogs rise to prominence.

However, none of that matters anymore.

The history of the Alexander family is over. Therefore, Sodan has only one final goal: to eliminate this person who attempted to seize the Eagle Group, which he had built up over his entire life!

At all costs!!

"Thief!!"

Sodan raised his right hand, and the radiance of magic gathered, revealing yet another ring-shaped Originium Arts trigger device!

Among the many Originium Arts trigger devices, rings are the most difficult to forge due to their sheer size! The casting unit must be extremely precise to carve onto such a tiny object, resulting in a frighteningly high failure rate. Because of this, ring-shaped Originium Arts trigger devices are virtually nonexistent on the market. Even if they exist, they are only found on Terra's international market and command exorbitant prices.

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.

"Prepare to die!!"

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.

"Another one."

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 is this possible?!"

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.