Zongman: Please stop destroying the worldview!

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"Smile Number One, please step aside and let me take over. These stubborn and ignorant people need me, the leader, to personally convert them!"

Niao Shu's voice came from outside the door. Ling Huan went over and peeked through the peephole. Sure enough, he saw Niao Shu, dressed in the leader's robes and dressed in a weird way. "Niao Shu! What are you doing!"

Leader: "Oh? It's someone you know. That's even better. I know you have some resistance to the cult, but why don't you listen carefully to what I have to say about the doctrine?

Such an opportunity to make life happy is not something you can encounter everywhere."

Ling Huan was very disdainful of his statement: "Happiness cannot be obtained by listening to others' words. Eleven out of ten people who say so are liars."

The leader sighed. How could these guys be so difficult to deal with? His sect, after gaining support from those who called themselves planeswalkers, had flourished with their rituals.

Yesterday, he occupied the body of the kid Toritake. His powerful psychic talent directly increased his hypnotic ability several times. He did not need to use a mask to contact others. He could influence others through text and sound hints.

After browsing Toushu's social software and learning that he had a group chat where magicians and people with super powers communicated with each other, the leader began to think about accepting these guys one by one.

Just one bird beam can be this powerful. If I could control everyone in the magic chat group, wouldn't I be invincible?!

But none of these people were affected and they all hid in the house with the magic barrier.

The leader stared at the door in front of him. He felt that there was a very strong barrier on the house. If he wanted to break it, the energy consumed would be astronomical and it would definitely not be enough to cover the cost.

I have to think of a way to trick them out with my superb negotiation skills.

There was a small stone raised on the ground, with a stone face on it. This was a spell of the Frost Vein, remotely controlled to witness what was happening on the scene.

After being blocked by the barrier, it advised the leader: "The barrier in this place is very strong. It's a waste of time for you to stay here no matter how many people you have. The rational thing to do is to control the other citizens first, and then come back——"

But the leader confidently interrupted Frost Vein's suggestion:

"No, no, no, I have a plan. With just a few words from me, I'll make them surrender. Isn't that wonderful?"

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After a long time of work, Felyn finally figured out the connection Chen Mo had left behind. He announced, "I've found the Mage Tower's active attack mode! The barrier the boss left behind is truly too strong, meow!"

Itomori: "The Mage Tower's active attack mode? Can you control it?"

Felynx: "Of course, the boss gave me the authority, meow.

Let me see. Plan one: use the [Farewell] spell to exile all creatures, artifacts, barriers, and land outside the wizard's tower.

Option 2: Issue a localized "Extermination Order" around the Mage Tower.

Option three: awaken the Swarm Lord to an active state and start breeding the swarm.

Plan 4: Use the Mage Tower as the center to freeze time.

Xiangzi made a cross to Feycat and said, "Stop, stop, stop! Don't use this scary-sounding magic all the time! We still have to live here in the future!"

Felynx: "Let me see, there should be a less powerful attack mode, meow."

At this time, Itomori popped his head out from the crack in the door, then slipped back in. He said to everyone, "I just saw that Torizuka is possessed by a powerful evil spirit. If they attack him, they will definitely hurt him."

"Is there a solution to that?"

Itomori: "My power is soul exchange. I can swap out the evil spirit from Toritake. Open the door later. Lingxuan, use your eloquence to attract his attention, and then I will swap out the evil spirit's soul."

Linghuan: "Are you sure?"

Itomori: “I’m sure, but…”

"but what?"

"But my power is unstable, and there may be other innocent people whose souls have been swapped."

After a brief discussion, everyone decided to follow Itomori's battle plan. The symptoms of soul swapping usually last less than a week before recovery, so even if there are accidental injuries, it is acceptable.

As for the objects of exchange, Felyn suggested exchanging the evil spirit's soul with Bruce's.

The honest Bruce had no objection, so it was settled. At this time, the leader had also prepared his speech.

The others hid behind the cover, only Itomori stood above Reigen. He took a deep breath and opened the door. What came into his sight was Totsutsuka Reita, who was sandwiched between a group of believers with a disgusting smile and bright blush on his face.

To be honest, Toribatsu is disgusting enough normally, and he looks even more disgusting when he sees this!

Chapter 27 The Long Night (Part )

The staff in Vilanser's hand glowed, and the lightning spell in his hand was amplified to the maximum extent in the rainy night environment.

Red and blue lightning pierced the night sky. After the violent energy dissipated, he saw Chen Mo, the target, completely block the attack with his black and red sword. This was not unexpected. The overflowing magical power did not dissipate in the air, but instead gathered into tiny elemental spirits that danced in the air.

Without a smooth and flexible combo, there's no point in taking the initiative. Vilanser thought to himself as he prepared for the next surge of spells.

But before the elements could form the sealing spell, Chen Mo's figure blurred for a moment, then appeared in front of him the next moment. A greatsword with destructive power slashed down, and he was forced to abandon the prepared spell and instead used an emergency teleportation to dodge the attack.

"At this speed, is this a physical strengthening spell? It seems you've saved up a lot of mana to deal with us."

Vilanser thought of the meteorite spell that Chen Mo had used. This newcomer really had a unique talent in the use of mana, so the test was over and there was no need to hold back.

"Let's start the Duel between Planeswalkers right away."

The spark in Vilanser's body flickered, and a world unfolded from the tiny singularity. In an instant, the two of them were located from the original city streets to a rocky and wind-eroded coast.

This was the Nefilia Coast, battered by fierce storms year after year, scarring the cliffs and caves with holes. Thick, crimson lightning swirled through the scaly, dark clouds of the sky, and the storm's rain pounded the earth. This place embodied the very meaning of the word "storm," where Valanthear could exert his greatest power.

"No matter how much mana you've accumulated outside, you'll have to start over in this duel. Your World Devouring Curse requires at least five leylines to be powered simultaneously. You'll be dead by my hands before you can deploy leylines of that size."

Vilanser raised his head arrogantly and threatened Chen Mo: "Hand over your World Devouring Curse, and I can spare your life."

The other party didn't say anything, but instead looked at the world unfolding in front of him with a look that could be described as... curious?

Vilanthar angrily threw a bolt of lightning at him. "You choose to fight? Then expand your world and see how big the gap is between you and me!?"

Chen Mo casually blocked the attack with his sword and uttered a meaningless exclamation: "Wow, is this way of constructing the world what they call 'using land cards'?

Bro, are you the only one who knows this technique or is it something everyone knows?"

"What do you mean? Are you saying... ha, you don't even know the basic abilities of a planeswalker?"

Vilansel sneered. He knew that uneducated wild mages could make all kinds of low-level jokes, but he didn't expect that the guy in front of him could be so ignorant!

Expanding their own world is a fundamental ability of every planeswalker, corresponding to their own spark essence. As the number of worlds experienced by a planeswalker increases, they can continuously incorporate more places into their own world.

This self-world is the planeswalker's true home, where he can exert his combat power most effectively and extract mana unhindered.

Vilanser laughed out loud, even though he

"You can't even open your own world. Do you have to start all over again every time you arrive in a new world? If the ley lines don't give you mana, you won't cast spells?

If you were to encounter a dangerous world, you would be dead!"

Chen Mo, standing opposite him, nodded repeatedly, looking like a good student eager to learn.

"I see. You should have taught me more of these basics when I was still in the camp. I can still call you Teacher Vilanser."

"If you hand over your World Devouring Curse, I can still spare you. In a duel, you can't escape.

Letting me bully a child like you who knows nothing is too much of a bullying."

This was a clumsy lie, but it was enough to deceive Chen Mo, an ignorant wild mage.

Because they can travel across worlds at any time, conventional battles between planeswalkers are difficult to determine the winner.

Therefore, a true "duel" between planeswalkers is that both sides unfold their own worlds and merge them together to fight, and it will not end until one side is completely defeated and one world completely overwhelms the other world.

Once this kind of battle begins, it cannot be stopped. It can last for several days at the shortest and even more than ten years at the longest. The duel between powerful mages can even create dangerous disasters such as "time rifts" in the world they are in.

Chen Mo: "That won't do. After all, even your old boss, the Nameless Supreme, didn't get this spell from me, let alone you."

Vilanthar: "What did you say? How dare you make up the great Supreme—"

Chen Mo shrugged. "Let me tell you a secret. Your beloved Supreme Nicol Bolas is dead! He died at my hands! By the way, you probably don't know his name yet, after all, it was taken away from him.

Alas, I was so moved by myself for so long, but in the end I didn't even know her real name. What was the point?

Vilanser put away his sneer, and his well-maintained hair stood up one by one. "Newcomer, you really want to die without an intact body, right? The Supreme does not care about your slander, but I will make you regret every word you uttered!"

"Look, you're anxious again. Okay, okay, your Supreme is not dead and is alive and well, okay?

You're the only one in the camp who's Lao Long's number one bootlicker. It's really too bad. By the way, if I had cooperated with you, your Supreme would have chosen me instead of you."

"You lunatic! Shut up!"

"Ah, what a pitiful licker, the old dragon doesn't want you anymore!"

Red and blue thunder suddenly descended. Completely enraged by Chen Mo's frivolous attitude, Vilanser no longer held back and didn't care even if it was considered bullying the weak.

With both sides deploying planeswalkers from their own worlds, it was a battle of equal strength. But now that only Chen Mo was deploying his own world, he couldn't draw even a single bit of mana from his own leyline. Under the pressure of the entire spacetime, this wasn't a battle, it was a massacre!

"Then comes the spell, [Thought Gathering]"

The energy overflowing from the lightning strike formed elemental spirits in the air. They arranged themselves into spells to feed spiritual power back to themselves, and continued to release ruthless and endless attacks like waves.

The spells cast by planeswalkers are extremely physically and mentally draining, and even with sufficient mana, they cannot be cast continuously.

Unlike novices who simply use spells to attack directly, experienced Vilanser will use spells to strengthen himself and use magic composed of more conventional magic power to attack.

And in the wave of regular magical attacks, powerful offensive spells will be added to become the key to overwhelming the opponent.

"This is the final blow. Turn that arrogant man into ashes! [Explosive Singularity]!"

The elemental elves contributed their own strength, and the red light gathered in the air, circling, condensing, and compressing, eventually forming a fireball as big as a hill, smashing down in the sky full of lightning!

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At the entrance of the Mage Tower, the Hierophant opened his arms and praised in a disgusting tone:

"Very good, now you have opened the door to your home, and soon you will open the door to your heart as well!"

Ling Xuan responded with a straight face, "But I just have no interest in this kind of religious activity. Forcing someone who doesn't want to join in can't really be considered happiness, right?"

Leader: "No, no, no, the reason we gather together and laugh is precisely because human emotions resonate with each other. Those who cannot understand others and cannot love are not even 'human'.

This is not just a simple religion, it is also a salvation for those who are unfortunate.”

Ling Huan swiftly retorted, "Putting your life entirely on a group is not salvation; it's simply relying on that dependence to escape loneliness."

Faced with this self-righteous rebuttal, the leader felt a little embarrassed: "Damn it, why is this guy so sharp-tongued?"

But then, Frost Vein sent a message, and the off-field assistance made the leader stand up again:

"That's very impressive, Master of Spirits. But I want to ask you, are you really lonely?"