This skill... is very powerful!

Lin Feng only needed to briefly sense it to understand why the Brotherhood of Light liked to use chain weapons.

Combat focus is like a convergence point that can mobilize the power of the whole body, allowing the power to explode in a concentrated manner. If used on chains with ever-changing attacks, this focus will become unpredictable and difficult to defend against.

Most importantly, this focus effect also enhances the user's willpower!

"You... you've learned it?" Victor was surprised. He noticed Lin Feng's focus for a moment, and having used combat focus for many years, he naturally understood that it was a sign that he had learned it.

"It was just a sudden flash of inspiration..." Lin Feng truthfully expressed, "It feels... off?"

This isn't about trading skills through Nightmare Space; simulating it with high mental stats is simple, but it's far from being truly mastered.

Concentration in battle allows the will to influence the power of the entire body, somewhat similar to the method he uses to control demonic power, except that this is active, while demonic power is passive.

However, actively using it requires the demonic power to act in accordance with his will, which naturally creates a very awkward feeling.

"Ha, I was like that at first too, but I gradually got used to it..." Victor felt a little better, after all, there was no record of anyone in the Brotherhood of Light learning it all at once.

Lin Feng nodded in agreement, then casually asked, "Anything else? This move isn't suitable for survival..."

"Save your life..." Victor immediately thought of the curse that Lin Feng had mentioned: "The Brotherhood had some records about dark forces, but they were lost three hundred years ago... Otherwise, I could have helped you find some methods."

Lin Feng sighed: "Victor, tell me honestly, are you the only one left in the Brotherhood of Light?"

A flicker of panic crossed Victor's eyes, but he quickly sighed and said, "There are still some ordinary people, and the rest... have forgotten about the Brotherhood of Light and have developed into new sects... I'll go make preparations, and once we've eliminated the demons, I'll lure Dracula over there."

Lin Feng nodded, watching the lonely figure leave, suppressing the pity in his heart.

With the situation stabilized, the remaining task was to figure out how to make contact with Dracula.

After a long period of contemplation, Lin Feng reached out and tapped a few times on the factory's control panel. The seemingly old-fashioned interface immediately displayed the television channels that were still broadcasting in the city.

The image shows two giant mechanical guards that have fallen over, each with a molten hole visible below its side chest.

Beneath their feet lay piles of demon remains, behind which stood two enormous demon heads. Overall, it appeared as if the mechanical guards had killed them all.

Lin Feng silently calculated that Dracula at this point in time should have regained most of his power, and was only a little bit away from his peak.

At that moment, something seemed to move in his arms. A dark, shadowy thing emerged from his clothes, revealing a large eye with what appeared to be painted-on golden patterns, and slowly floated in front of him.

"Digimon Untitled"

"Demon Series"

"Skill - Demon Claw: Can transform into a demon claw to attack enemies"

At first glance, it looks like a floating comma, with the same large golden eye at the top. When it rotates, the eye moves around the body instead of twisting the body and changing direction.

Lin Feng's heart stirred. Following the mental connection with this Digimon, he controlled it to transform into a demonic hand in the air, grabbing several jars nearby and bringing them to Lin Feng's front.

At his request, the jar was squeezed hard, with an effect similar to a Demon Hand with around ten points, but this Digimon could last longer.

Can it transform into other forms?

Lin Feng asked, and the Digimon in its Devil Hand form turned the large golden eye on the back of its hand, simply repeating Lin Feng's command and bending the jar.

"return."

This time, he sent the command through mental communication, and the Digimon stopped its actions.

This newborn Digimon has no clear will. The commands sent through communication are accompanied by very clear mental images, and simple text language cannot make this Digimon understand his commands.

At that moment, the Digimon that had flown to his side transformed back into its tadpole form, approached his body, and mechanically sent back a weak message: "Creator."

Lin Feng's eyes lit up: "Enter the control panel."

Upon receiving the command, the Digimon immediately located the nearby data interface, transformed into a streak of black light, and flew into the control screen.

Lin Feng continued to sense this state in his mind. It was as if the Digimon had entered the middle of countless 0s and 1s, and did not provide the virtual world scene he had imagined.

"Search for information about the temple within the past month."

The new command was issued, and countless 0s and 1s began to flow. In a short moment, his mind seemed to be filled with an ocean of 0s and 1s that were constantly moving in and out.

Having just caught his breath after abruptly disconnecting from the data synchronization link, Lin Feng received data feedback from the Digimon.

A picture was eagerly sent to his mind.

Outside the Great Temple of Dracula, dozens of high-ranking clergymen had gathered, among whom several fat, villainous-looking men were patting the heads of fanatical believers in front of the crowd.

Just then, the Digimon sent a storage request to Lin Feng. The data he retrieved was recorded one by one near the Digimon's core, waiting to be recorded as reference data for him.

"Demon-type Digimon Data Core - Modified: A blank Demon-type Digimon Data Core that can continuously grow by storing various data."

Something strange... Lin Feng couldn't quite put his finger on what he had seen, but he clearly sensed something that shared the same origin as his demonic power.

"accept."

As soon as the command was given, the data waiting on the periphery instantly transformed into countless 0s and 1s that flowed into the core, becoming torrents of data filling the Digimon's core.

"Digimon: C3"

Lin Feng thought of a name briefly, then found a place to sit down and quietly pondered what to do next.

...

"how's it going?"

Arriving at a secluded warehouse, Lin Feng stopped outside a magic circle composed of various symbols and looked at Victor, who had been in a prayer posture for a long time inside.

“Heh…” Victor exhaled and stood up, answering calmly, “Everything is ready.”

"The antidote will be administered precisely in fifty minutes." Lin Feng also delivered good news: "I have also finished compiling information about the demons' high-ranking officials and have started broadcasting their names at designated locations in certain areas."

"Hmm?" Victor walked steadily, his mind highly focused, and stepped out of the magic circle's range.

Lin Feng spread his hands and explained with a smile, "Since we can't find Dracula anyway, we might as well put Lysa's name together with the other two people and let him confirm it himself."

"You're really something!" Victor couldn't help but exclaim.

Lin Feng joked, "I'm afraid of dying, there's nothing I can do."

The two laughed simultaneously and walked together toward the factory's main control room.