I, the leader of the secret sect, will do great things in the infinite world!

Guinevere almost fainted.

She never imagined that the object of defeat was actually her guardian Lancelot.

And it's not a decent failure, the spine was pulled out, and the head was played with in the hands together!

Guinevere's eyes full of hatred slashed at Meluxen, and then wandered to Li Lin who was opposite her.

When seeing Li Lin's appearance, this young god ancestor and witch, the princess of King Arthur, and the witch who served the King of the End felt a sudden chill clenched her heart.

"How could it be you—how could it be you!"

"It doesn't matter who it is, but how could it be you, an outrageous man!"

Guinevia roared hysterically and crazily, pointing directly at Li Lin with a thousand times more venom than when Lancelot was defeated.

"You should be cut into pieces with a thousand cuts, and your heart should be eaten by a dragon for countless years. You, the sage who betrayed the king, the dream demon with antlers!"

Guinevia pointed at Li Lin and roared angrily: "Merlin Ambrosius! How dare you show yourself in front of me!"

Li Lin, who has always been bullying and shy, shrank back, and yelled fiercely: "Why are you yelling so loudly! Then you go to the property management! You put it here to avenge yourself, right?!"

Li Lin smacked his lips as soon as the words were out of his mouth, and tasted something wrong: How does this person know that he has driven a Merlin vest? Could it be that she is also the same as Lei Dianzhen?

Could it be that I had unintentionally taken the blame for the real scammer?

Thinking of this, Li Lin became so angry that he reached out and took out his long-unused wand, held it in his palm, pointed at Guinevia in the sky and shouted loudly.

"The ashes of Guinevere's mother are flying here!"

The spell took effect, and Guinevia felt a chill in her body in an instant, and then saw a handful of gray-black things flying into Li Lin's palm.

Li Lin never suffers.

"Merlin Ambrosius..."

"My name is not Ambrosius, I am Thomas." Li Lin opened his mouth to interrupt Guinevere, "Someone asked me to give you Mas. Look, these are your mother's ashes. It's a pity that the quality of the picture is not as good as the original. god."

"Kid, if you talk nonsense, you will die."

Li Lin stretched out his hand and crushed the ashes of Guinevia's own mother into diamonds.

However, Genivia seemed to have completely fallen into a half-mad state, she stared at Li Lin in a murmur, her eyes were cold and cold.

"Hahahahahaha, I understand—so you are not a great sage at this time... Yes, as long as you are strangled here, everything can be restored!"

She raised her hands suddenly: "Vortigern!"

Guinevia no longer suppressed Vortigern's arrival, but instead poured all the magic power accumulated in the Holy Grail into the summoning ceremony. In an instant, the dragon's power hovering in the cloud surged again, and the pale dragon's pupils protruded from the cloud, spitting out A stinking storm.

Under the control of the god ancestor, the originally suppressed Vortigern descended in an instant, appearing in the world in the form of a disobedient god.

At this moment, the clouds rolling like the sea were forced to part, and the giant dragon, which was huge enough to be compared with the city of London, poked its horny face out of the clouds, and stared at the bugs on the ground indifferently with its cold and majestic pupils. The spines protrude from its head pointing towards the sky, forming a crown like intertwined swords and halberds.

The god of disobedience——King Bailong Vortigeng!

Just breathing caused the entire island's meteorological system to become disordered, and just watching made all creatures in London kneel down involuntarily.

......

In Oxford, the Black Prince who was flying with black lightning suddenly withdrew from his state of super speed, and looked in the direction of London in disbelief.

"What are those crazy women doing?! Disobedient gods of this level——"

Even the Marquis of Vauban needs to make adequate preparations when attacking the God of Disobedience, and now, the thoughtful Black Prince naturally does not intend to turn back and fight the sudden birth of Vortigern to the death.

Anyway, the foundation of the Wangli factory is not only in the UK.

The beheading and assault process during this period has completely changed the Black Prince's mentality: relying on his power, the most important thing to do is to wander.

The Black Prince, who thought he was at a safe distance, began to stand in the air and watch this rare battle.

"Guinevere, or Alice... no matter which one of you summoned the white dragon Vortigern, I hope you don't die too early, so that I can see what Vortigern is capable of."

......

Vortigern's gaze passed Genivia who was close at hand, and landed on Melucin who was holding Lancelot's spinal sword on the ground.

He could feel that Mei Luxin was a powerful dragon species of the same level as him.

"You are not a dragon at all." Li Lin stretched out his finger and pointed to Vortigern in the sky.

Li Lin's sudden attack made Vutigeng look coldly at Li Lin.

"Let me show you what a dragon is—" Li Lin coughed twice and cleared his throat, "Good news, you can change the washbasin if you don't want it."

"Bad news, the washbasin you don't want can be exchanged for your mother."

Li Lin's voice suddenly turned cold, his pure white cloak fluttered, and the fairy crown above his head shone brightly.

The power of the Goblin King is lies and deception, while change and abandonment are the realm of the moth.

Now the authority used to conceal their existence has been removed, and what has been exchanged is a burst like the cold glow of the early morning.

Xin Dan's cold glow is falling from the sky.

——[Morning Skylark].

Then, the golden-purple twilight suddenly lit up, and the smell of hawthorn flowers was stronger than ever.

Under the disguise of the Fairy King, the deer king is undoubtedly revealed.

"You are indeed Merlin!" Guinevere roared at the top of her lungs when she saw the Deer King's appearance.

The power of the Fairy King Oberon is to command the Netherworld, and the power of the Deer King Xiang can open the gate of the Netherworld.

"Vutigeng, Sesame is open."

As Li Lin clasped his palms together, amidst the crisp sound, the arms of the giant sun-shaping god Nanyan Buviti suddenly protruded from the air, and his huge palms pressed Vitigeng's wings, and then he punched them down!

Boom!

Voutigeng was thrown from the clouds to the ground by Li Lin without any resistance.

In the distant sky of Oxford, the Black Prince, who happened to be watching a play in his spare time, was taken aback for a moment, and then unspeakable fear rose from his lower body and went straight to his brain.

"That's...that's—"

Without thinking, he turned around at the fastest speed, towards the distance, escape!

The black prince, whose heart was seized by fear, only had two words in his head, which confuses his self-proclaimed astonishing wisdom into chaos.

"East Emperor!"

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The Black Prince fled in panic, but here the innocent Vortigern was enjoying unprecedented treatment.

The plain that had been ravaged three times once again raised smoke and dust. Nan Jambudvipa grabbed Vortigern's tail and wings with both arms, and slammed them on the ground, whipping him like a copper-headed belt. Spins like a top.

Guinevia on the side was not spared either, she was also swept down when the huge Vortigern swept across.

Under this kind of indiscriminate attack at the level of pure natural disasters, even the spells of the ancestors of the gods are as fragile as thin paper, but at this time Li Lin did not spare his hands to concoct Guinevia—the main point of firepower is to concentrate On Vortigern.

There are legends of slaying dragons and snakes all over the world—whether St. George slays the red dragon, or Li Ji slays the snake, or Susano lures and slays Yamata no Orochi...these myths are actually What is shown above is the metaphor of the army god of steel beheading the earth mother.

But no matter what, the Earth Mother Goddess at that time had not yet abandoned their destiny, so they were stronger and brighter at that time than they are now.

The Army God of Steel slaughtered dragons and snakes did not happen overnight. St. George was defeated three times before the Red Dragon. Before Li Ji, nine virgins were eaten by big snakes. Seven daughters have died, which is actually a sacrifice at the time of metaphorical change of age.

The Gods of Steel are charged with the destiny of changing times. They will not truly die before completing their destiny, but they will be as steel-like and immune to real trauma, just like a certain Si Chen named Colonel.

When the colonel had not yet become Sichen, it was under the protection of the gods that he ambushed the ancient god named Qipan and beheaded all of his heads.

Most of the time, the Army God of Steel is far weaker than the Dragon Snake. Only at the moment of slaughtering the Dragon Snake, does the Army God of Steel overwhelm the God Ancestor.

However, no one has ever directly suppressed Dragon Snake to the point where he could not fight back with such a strong spirit.

The roles of the two are completely reversed - who is attacking whom?

The majestic white dragon was covered in cuts and bruises, but there was no sign of bleeding, because the high temperature of Nanyan Futi scorched its wound in an instant, blocking the bleeding wound.

The steel-like scales were scorched black, the towering long horns were broken, and one of the wing tendons was broken and fractured. It could only hang weakly on the side, and only the black holes were left where the pupils were.

Vortigern looked so majestic when he came out, but now he looked so embarrassed when he was beaten to the point of wilting on the ground and dying.

"die!"

Li Lin's eyes widened, and he smashed Vitigeng's neck with one punch. With the other hand, he squeezed Vitigeng's body from bottom to top, and stuffed it into the dark green tabletop to prevent it from returning to the myth.

The God of Disobedience died less than 10 minutes after he came into the world, without even having time to say his last words.

This is probably the worst god of disobedience.

The moment Li Lin stuffed Vortigern's corpse into the dark green tabletop, the data vision began to provide feedback.

[Fifth level secret biography: Vortigern·Vortigern]

[Nature: blade, winter]

[Level: Canon]

[Vortigern has passed away, but the body of the dragon still exists in the world, and the memory of creating the island is still valid, and now we will worship this memory.Our ancestors learned this art in the long past, and whenever we speak of it, a special wrath still dwells in the veins of our children and grandchildren.About betrayal and endings. 】

[You can forge it into your secret biography, or you can use up the hidden knowledge it contains. 】

Guinevia, who was not far away, finally realized something was wrong——Melin Ambrosius is an abominable magician of flowers. A feeling of lightness.

How could Merlin summon such a large mech to beat the enemy to death with one punch after another? It doesn't fit his style of painting at all.

Seemingly aware of the slight change in Guinevere's eyes, Li Lin showed a villain's characteristic smirk.

"After I transform, I will let you take a good look at my big bug."

After the words fell, Li Lin put his hand on the dark green table, picked up the two secret documents of Vortigern and Oberon, and put them into the translucent box that opened at an unknown time on the top of the table.

The bright fire flashed past, and with the disappearance of Auberon's secret message, Li Lin's little white face also melted in the shadowy illusion of the woodland, revealing his original pale face.

In an instant, Guinevere's ghost came out: "You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, do,—,———you——you, you, you——you——you———you—you—you—you—you—you—you—you—you—you—you—you—you‐—you ‐ ‐ ‐ ‐ ‐say‐‐you‐‐you‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐​​Ya”

Li Lin didn't answer her.

The woodland that had just begun to dissipate became dense again, the whirling branches were indistinct, the previous muddy and slippery feeling reappeared in the air, and the pale paper moon floated among the branches, on the roots and stones like a human face The moss is like tangled black hair.

And besides that, there is something more, something between life and death.

Their existence makes the illusion no longer an illusion, but a real concept.

They are bugs, all kinds of bugs, including beautiful butterflies, ugly caterpillars, soft-bodied insects crawling slowly dragging mucus, and millipedes crawling with hundreds of jointed limbs... ....

Li Lin is now a living woodland.

Pale and cold clouds wrapped around his side, like a river without beginning and end. The original pure white cloak turned into a dark and dark color. If you look closely, it is not a silk fabric, but a strange wing-like cloak. The structure is like wearing a piece of night on the body.

On the floating dark coat, there is a plush decoration like a king, hanging around Li Lin's neck and shoulders on both sides, but when you concentrate, you can see the plush things that are falling down. Above is a wriggling mass of insects.

Li Lin stretched out his hand, and the palm of his hand also changed. The originally slender fingers became sharp, like the sharp claws of insects.

The mist used to cover the face dispersed, revealing the face with an evil smile.

This new face is not so much close to Oberon as it is closer to Li Lin in a sense.

Above the short gray hair, half of the imperial crown that originally belonged to Auberon sank into the shadows, but it was more invisible than before.

Li Lin took a step forward, his dark coat fluttered slightly, revealing the pure white shirt underneath, and his completely alienated lower limbs—that was a grotesque structure like a dragon's claw, which seemed to be wriggling all the time. Those who watch can't help but want to dig out their own eyes.

Just watching, there is a sense of loss of control that cannot be restrained sliding into the abyss.

[Sixth Order Secret Biography: Oberon Vortigern (Lie Like Vortigern)]

【Phase: moth, winter, blade】

[Level: Pseudo-classic]

【Dragon exists in oblivion, maggots crawl through the traces of history, and gain something in the dark corners of blindness and ignorance: somewhere, in the dark hours, a murder took place.The barber's son testified that the murder did not happen.I guarantee that none of the above statements are true. 】

"Let me introduce myself again." Wearing a crown that seemed to be soaked in the forest, Li Lin bowed slightly to the shivering Genivia, "This body is called Oberon..."

"Oberon Vortigern."

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The former pure Auberon gave Li Lin the face that no matter what nonsense he said, he would not be seen through, while the latter Auberon who fused with Vortigern completely confused the truth and falsehood.

There is no need to distinguish which is true and which is false, because every sentence that Auberon Vortigern said can be established from all angles, which is the essence explained in this secret biography: "The barber's son appeared in court As witness, I swear that none of the above is true."