Ark Chess Player

"I remember now!"

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!

To be honest, that's true.

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.

"Anyone can be a PhD."

Lin Lu disarmed himself, his posture still casual, the congealed blood and mud from his shoes splattered onto the luxurious mahogany table.

Wei Yanwu remained silent for a long time, then took a deep breath and exhaled heavily: "I have learned a lot."

"How could that be? Take that back for now. You'll have plenty of opportunities to say it later," Lin Lu said with a light laugh.

Wei Yanwu narrowed his eyes, his majestic face exuding authority even without anger: "Your Excellency slaughtered the Alexander lineage, are you still not satisfied? Just when it seems no one in my Dragon Gate can deal with you!"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Lin immediately became displeased, even pulling his legs back from the table and sitting up straight.

"Wei Yanwu, what do you mean by that? I'm warning you, don't make baseless accusations! Longmen is not a lawless place!"

Lin Lu raised his index finger and said righteously, "First of all, Alexander Sodan committed suicide. You're not blind, you saw that old man standing there dancing like a cult leader for ten minutes. He even transformed into Captain Yantou and burned himself to ashes. Putting everything else aside, just the fact that he made a personal attack on me, I upheld the traditional virtues of respecting the elderly and caring for the young, so I didn't retaliate or defend myself. You won't even give me a Lungmen Good Citizen Award, but why are you making baseless accusations here? Where are the security guards! Where are the security guards?!"

"..."

Wei Yanwu forcibly suppressed the urge to twitch his lips.

How could someone be so shameless? How could they portray their actions as so righteous and awe-inspiring? Judging solely from the facts, Lin Lu didn't seem wrong; Alexander Sodan was outmatched. Even using the Seven Arrows of Nailhead, a legendary artifact from the Great Yan Dynasty, he failed to take the Rhodes Island doctor's life, instead losing himself in the process. From any perspective, Lin Lu did nothing wrong.

"And what do you have to say about Alexander Anlondor?" Wei Yanwu sneered.

“Anlongdor? Who’s that? I don’t know him.” Lin Lu waved his hand dismissively. He belatedly noticed Wei Yanwu’s gaze, opened the two rings he was playing with in his hand, and chuckled, “I picked these up. Any objections?”

Wei Yanwu first pretended to be crazy and claimed that he knew nothing about Anlongdaoer. Then he pretended not to hear Lin Lu's words and let Suodan cast spells in the reception room without stopping him.

Lin Lu laughed then, a very pleased laugh, just as he had expected.

This matter has been put behind us, but if Wei Yanwu insists on bringing it up again, then he will pursue it to the end.

"well!"

Wei Yanwu felt as if he had been slapped in the face by nothingness; his left cheek throbbed with pain.

Wei Yanwu felt a surge of anger, but he still had one card to play; he hadn't lost yet.

"How do you explain the murder of Senior Superintendent Alexander Swell of the Guard Bureau?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Lu immediately woke up and raised his voice, calling out, "Swell, Swell! Little Sisi!"

"I'm here."

Alexander Swell pushed open the door to the reception room. He was wearing the uniform issued by the Guard Bureau, predominantly dark blue. Compared to Sodan and Anlongdor, his skin was much fairer, his features softer, and he exuded a sense of relief, as if he had survived a catastrophe. He bowed respectfully to Lin Lu and the stunned Wei Yanwu, his deep brown eyes concealing an indescribable sense of vicissitude.

"Commander Wei, please don't make such a sinister joke in broad daylight."

Swell displayed a suitably feigned displeasure, neither offensive nor dismissive of jest. He said seriously, “Mr. Lin and I hit it off immediately, feeling like we’d known each other forever. I consider him a mentor and friend. Mr. Lin is kind-hearted, upright, brave, and generous. He is a renowned military strategist and philanthropist of Rhodes Island. He has dedicated his life to researching ways to cure Oripathy and cannot ignore the future of Terra. As a senior superintendent of the Guard Bureau, how could I harbor hatred or animosity towards such an important guest from Lungmen? Commander Wei, please be careful with your words.”

Swell's tone became serious, to show that everything he said came from the bottom of his heart.

Mr. Lin was thoroughly enjoying the licking, but he resisted the urge to smile; now was not the time to endorse Nike.

"You—are you really Swail?"

Wei Yanwu's pupils were vertical; he looked as if he had seen a ghost. Even the death of Sodan had not shaken him so much.

In his memory, Swell was a spoiled brat who only rose to the position of senior superintendent by relying on the power of his family's conglomerate. Swell and Superintendent Beatrice Swire were two opposites; the former was never stingy with his money, turning the Guard Bureau into a chaotic mess. The latter never wasted a penny on normal expenses, although he always quietly paid for his own meals at gatherings…

At this moment, Swell stood before him. Tall and straight, a faint, confident smile playing on his lips, he was a far cry from the playboy of the past. No longer the lazy, irresponsible superintendent who only knew how to eat, drink, and be merry, and who was utterly incompetent in his work.

"That's natural."

Swell openly allowed Wei Yanwu to extend his spiritual power and scan him.

In reality, what Swell said was both true and false; the truth lay in his genuine reverence for Lin Lu.

When Lin Lu appeared in Swell's office, his first words were...

"Haven't you gotten tired of enduring all these years?"

Swail broke through the defense on the spot.

No one knew how much pressure Swell was under; as the eldest brother in the family, his status was far inferior to that of his half-brother Anlongdor.

Anrondor possessed a natural talent for Originium Arts and was deeply loved by Patriarch Sodan, who wished to impart all his knowledge to him. He even bestowed upon him one of the family's only two Originium rings, allowing Anrondor to hunt innocent people in Lungmen. He could have easily disposed of unburied corpses through the Dark Web, but instead used the excuse that fresh human flesh was more delicious to commit his crimes.

the most important is……