Sowing the Seeds of Terror

As Angela left, the battle inside the Temple was also drawing to a close.

"That's all there is to it."

Li Lin remained standing at the entrance, motionless. Inside the hall, however, were countless traces of violence, and everyone lay collapsed on the ground. The loyal guards had been killed instantly, and those of high status had died only seconds later. The only ones still conscious were the three remaining representatives of the Five-Nation Alliance, the Temple's priest, and the Mages' Association's representative. Their faces were ashen, and they stared at Li Lin with utter despair. In fact, Li Lin hadn't even moved a finger, yet the outcome was overwhelmingly different.

Although they attacked Li Lin frantically and desperately, they couldn't even break through the defensive network composed of multiple magical structures on his body!

"It seems there's truth to the saying that each generation is worse than the last. Although those five barbaric bastards used some tricks when they fought me, at least they were able to withstand my magical storms. But now it seems their descendants clearly don't have that ability. You couldn't even last a second against me, which is truly regrettable. At this rate, destroying the Five-Nation Alliance might be easier than I thought."

"What... what are you saying?"

"You demon... Demon King... We will not allow you to invade our country!"

"Intrusion?"

Li Lin glanced at the man who spoke and shrugged.

"You've got it wrong. This isn't an invasion; I'm simply taking back what rightfully belongs to us."

Stop dreaming!!

"That's right, you have absolutely no chance of succeeding. Trying to fight against the Five-Nation Alliance by yourself, even if you're Arcane Mage, you're doomed!"

"That's not what you're worried about, and besides, I didn't come here to negotiate with you."

As he spoke, Li Lin pointed.

Flames of magic shot from his fingertips, engulfing the nearest Minister of Military Affairs, Kudel. With a bloodcurdling scream, the once-mighty man was reduced to charred remains in the blink of an eye. The other survivors stared at the Minister's blackened body, swallowing hard, speechless.

All I need are your corpses.

As he spoke, Li Lin's fingers twitched slightly, and the raging flames that had been coiled around his fingers transformed into incredibly powerful lightning bolts, which roared as they struck the intelligence minister of the Vila Federation in the distance. The man was also not spared from this brutal slaughter; his body was struck by the lightning, sent flying, and crashed heavily into the ceiling. Just then, the second Chain Lightning from Li Lin's fingers was also unleashed, striking the opponent's body with unparalleled precision.

"Bang."

Another body fell, marking the death of yet another life.

"Your turn is next, Mr. Swordsman."

As he spoke, Li Lin looked at the black-clad swordsman who was slumped on the ground. He was still dressed the same way, but his eyes were filled with deep thought as he looked at Li Lin.

I know what you're thinking.

Noticing the other person's gaze, Li Lin smiled slightly.

"That's right, just as you thought. It would have been a shame if I hadn't taken the opportunity to tamper with Grand Duke Lalia's affairs, wouldn't it? Did you really think I would let those five bastards' descendants go?"

"Your Highness... what have you done to your Highness?!"

He seemed to be having a lot of fun with his daughter.

Faced with the black-clad swordsman's furious questioning, Li Lin could only helplessly spread his hands.

"I'm actually quite curious to see if his daughter will give birth to a child just like her father."

"You...!"

"That's enough of the small talk."

Before the black-clad swordsman could utter a curse, Li Lin's dark red negative energy beam shot out, accurately striking the swordsman's mouth. The icy negative energy immediately suppressed the swordsman's power and mercilessly took his life. In the end, the swordsman only had time to open his mouth, silently opening and closing it twice, before his body went limp and he collapsed to the ground.

"Now only you two are left."

As he spoke, Li Lin shifted his position, focusing his gaze on the last two survivors: the Temple's priest and the representative of the Mages' Association. Upon seeing Li Lin's gaze directed at them, both trembled. The mage futilely stretched out his hands, beginning to gesture as if preparing to cast a spell, but then froze in place.

"Are you really going to attack me, mage? No, or rather, lackey?"

Li Lin's eyes burned with flames of anger and mockery.

"You spellcasters who survive by relying on the Five-Nation Alliance and have only learned the minutiae of magic actually dare to challenge me? Have you really thought this through?"

"..."

A silent, oppressive aura swept over him, a pressure that was not merely confidence, but also rage. Faced with this unspeakable fear, the mage trembled and lowered his hands. It was an unspeakable fear, and although Li Lin did not outwardly show it, he was in fact extremely angry. It was the warning of absolute rational instinct that prompted the mage to withdraw his hands, which should have been used to resist.

"The Mages' Association... it's about time you changed that name. You have no right to call yourselves mages."

As he spoke, Li Lin waved his right hand.

The Magic Missile, gleaming with a red light, shot out and struck the fragile body mercilessly. There were no pleas for mercy, no cries of pain, no screams; only despair.

"Waaaaah!!!"

Watching the mage's body, riddled with bloody holes, collapse beside him, the bishop could no longer suppress his fear and tremble. He could only clutch the holy emblem tightly, praying for divine protection, but received no response.

"Only you are left."

This time, Li Lin didn't even look up at the bishop. Then, he extended his right hand and pointed at the bishop. But at that moment, Li Lin suddenly stopped and frowned for the first time.

"Angela? What happened?"

What comes from the contract is a mixture of anger and anticipation, excitement and self-control.

"... punish?"

Upon hearing Angela's response, Li Lin frowned even more deeply.

"You should have completed the task I gave you, right...? It's truly unexpected that there was such a paladin here... You've already completed the task?"

Then, he shook his head helplessly.

"Alright, go ahead if you want. You've already completed the mission, so consider this a reward. Don't stay out too late; things are almost over here, and we're about to leave."

As he spoke, Li Lin raised his head, and his right hand, which had been waving because of the soul communication, pointed back at the bishop in front of him.

"Etc!!"

Just then, the bishop suddenly spoke, trembling, waving his hands and shouting.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I'm the bishop of the Temple! If you kill me, you'll be making an enemy of the entire Temple! By the way, what do you want? Whatever you want, the Temple can give you anything. Do you want money? Or land? Whatever you want, just tell me, and I'll give you everything..."

"What I want..."

As Li Lin spoke, he raised his right hand.

"A world without trash like you is impossible."

Then, he slashed down suddenly.

The bishop's body was cleaved in two as if by a transparent blade, and his raised hands fell limply. Foul-smelling blood gushed from the split sections of his body, forming small rivers of blood.

That's all.

www. hetushu. com. com Li Lin looked around the conference room again. There wasn't a single living person left; corpses and blood were everywhere, which was exactly what he wanted.

"I'll leave the rest to Yi Aier... I'd better get out of here quickly."

Muttering to himself, Li Lin re-examined the brutal battlefield before him, then reached out. Soon, a massive fireball erupted from his hand, piercing the Temple ceiling and soaring into the air before exploding.

"Li Lin, everything is ready."

At this moment, Nia had transformed back into human form from a book, had prepared the portal spell.

"Let's go."

With that, Li Lin walked into the portal without looking back, while Nia glanced at him again before following him in.

At this moment, on the hillside outside the Saint Rolante City, only Suoxiate and Yi Aier remained, and they naturally saw the fireball that exploded in the air.

"It's a signal from Master, please, Yi Aier."

"I understand, Sister Suoxiate."

Muttering in dissatisfaction, Yi Aier stretched out her hands, palms facing forward, while pouting her lips.

"Honestly, why did I have to stay until last? Master is so mean."

"This is because your master values your abilities."

Despite Yi Aier's complaints, Suoxiate still smiled and comforted her, clearly used to it.

"The strongest destructive power among the Seven Ring Spirit Envoys —that's a guarantee from the Master, you know?"

"I know, I know, I just don't like it this way."

Yi Aier puffed out her cheeks and complained, then took a deep breath, and her expression returned to calm.

Not a breath of wind stirred on the calm land.

However, if any mage were present, they would be utterly astonished by the sight before them—the sky, the earth, the rivers—all the Magic Power was being greedily absorbed by Yi Aier. An immense amount of Magic Power rapidly filled her body. If converted to numbers, it would be comparable to five hundred powerful high-ranking mages. Yet, despite absorbing such Magic Power, Yi Aier remained completely unchanged. She was originally such a weapon; judging solely by the amount of Magic Power she possessed in an instant, even Nia, who could maintain human form for millennia, would have to admit defeat at this moment.

"Call..."

Yi Aier took a small breath.

"Target, aim, lock on... Release, siege mode. Fire!"

As Yi Aier spoke her final words, a vast amount of Magic Power began to flow, thousands of rivers of Magic Power converged, and finally found the only breakthrough point.

A radiance far more dazzling than the sun appeared on the earth, an impact more terrifying, more dangerous, and more destructive than raging waves. It easily tore the earth apart, pierced through thick city walls, and everything that stood in its way was reduced to ashes in that pure white torrent of Magic Power.

This is the power of the only and strongest destructive weapon among the Seven Ring Spirit Envoys — Hymn of Destruction. It indiscriminately absorbs surrounding Magic Power and condenses it into the most powerful energy to unleash a devastating attack. With sufficient Magic Power reserves, it is a powerful weapon capable of destroying not only cities but perhaps even entire nations. Even gods cannot withstand its all-out attack; it is a weapon that takes the word "destruction" to its extreme.

"Call..."

The terrifying impact, brighter than the sun and more dangerous than a flood, vanished in an instant. Yi Aier withdrew his hands, gazing with satisfaction at the results before him.

"In that case, the master shouldn't have anything to say, right?"

Before Yi Aier, a massive wound, five meters wide, stretched forward, penetrating deep into the city. Saint Roland City was now a scene of utter devastation. Half of the city had been completely destroyed; not even the city walls, watchtowers, or the remains of houses could be seen, all utterly disintegrated by the pure white torrent of Magic Power.

"Then, we should leave too."

Suoxiate nodded slightly, then turned around.

"Master has more important things to do."