Warlock of the Magus World

by Stayrr

What happens when a scientist from a futuristic world reincarnates in a World of Magic and Knights? An awesome MC is what happens! A scientist’s goal is to explore the secrets of the universe, and this is exactly what Leylin sets out to do when he is reincarnated. Dark, cold and calculating, he makes use of all his resources as he sets off on his adventures to meet his goal. Face?

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Marine Tribe's Original Form

Leylin chose to battle here right away. He was confident in his energy control, and on top of that, he didn't want to move too far away. It would be too tragic if he failed to be the first one to detect the reappearance of the remains.

He was also prepared to try out an interesting idea.

For Marine Giant Siebel, Leylin's attitude was nothing but a provocation. He shot Leylin a piercing gaze, and soon released the massive power of his domain.

The power of one's domain would only be perfected at the Morning Star realm. The effects of amplification and suppression would intensify, and the range of effect would also be extended. Morning Star domains were a far cry from rank 3 forcefields.

Turbulent, vast and immeasurable!

White ocean waves and the crystal clear sea surface formed a horrifying scene.

The depths of the ocean were darkened by the frantic waves, giving one an ominous premonition.

The enormous tides engulfed Siebel, completely hiding his body. Yet, his voice was transmitted clearly, "This is my domain— Ocean!"

In a split second, the ocean engulfed the entire area, burying the alpines and the wreckage left by Philip's spells.

The boundless blue ocean roared at Leylin in rage.

'A real Morning Star domain, and the rules he controls are those of the water element…' A glimmer of blue light flickered across Leylin's eyes as the A.I. Chip recorded all data about the fluctuations and the power of the domain.

Siebel's aura rose quickly in this ocean, causing Leylin to be thrilled.

"So you're of the marine tribe. No wonder your domain is such, changing the battlefield to be underwater." Leylin's voice trembled a little. It managed to traverse the depths of the ocean, but there was no reply.

The marine tribe was a non-human species. However, they cohabited the Magus world with humans. They occupied the ocean while the humans occupied the land. It wasn't like there weren't any wars, but most of the time it was peaceful.

There were legends and records about a Great Magus Serholm who led all human magicians and fought off the enemies from the ocean.

There were also Magi amongst the marine tribe, but they were extremely rare, as their chance of advancement was even lower than humans.

To be able to meet with a Morning Star Magus of the marine tribe thrilled Leylin. He was puzzled as to why Siebel was a part of Jupiter's Lightning, but soon came to a realisation.

Despite the fact that Jupiter's Lightning had the help of a Radiant Moon Magus who was one of the top forces of the central continent, it was difficult for even them to nurture a Morning Star Magus.

Other than resources and experience, luck was an important factor in becoming a Morning Star Magus.

Given their high status in the central continent, it was extremely hard for any faction to have ten or more Morning Stars like Jupiter's Lightning did. It was impossible to rely on training their own, so they would recruit foreign Magi as well.

The auras of the previous bowman and Marine Giant were pretty much impure. Leylin was rather puzzled back then, but now it looks like they could be from a different tribe or are hybrid Magi!

The enormous waves surged into the sky, forming two dark blue crystal-like hands that gushed down towards Leylin.

The sharp increase in the air pressure formed unstable currents and caused the space in the region to be unstable.

[Beep! Data about the Ocean domain has been fully recorded!] Leylin smiled upon hearing the mechanical voice of the A.I. Chip.

"Corrosion!" Gently, an ancient Byron runic chant slipped out of his lips.

Hiss! Hiss!* A large amount of uneven black pores appeared on the dark blue hand, corroding almost the entire arm within a second as if turning it into a beehive.

Crack! Crack!* The gigantic arm lost its support and fell apart in the air, soon turning into a huge stream of water that merged back into the sea.

"In the name of the Warlock! My power of bloodline!" Leylin chanted out loud as a crimson barrier appeared on his body.

"Absorption of bloodline!" Blood red lightning flashed across his eyes, piercing through the pitch dark ocean as it revealed everything. Meanwhile, aiming at a specific spot, Leylin stretched out his right hand and made a grasping motion with great force.

An invisible air current appeared, causing a massive whirlpool in the middle of the ocean.

"AAAH!" a voice bellowed in agony from the whirlpool.

"All bloodline creatures will be under my bloodline's control, show up now!" said Leylin, and the blood red glow on his hand converged in his hand as he lifted his right hand into the air.

Water gushed up into the sky and rained down like a huge fountain as a gigantic blue figure slowly appeared from the middle of the whirlpool.

Numerous veins protruded from the blue skin, as if about to burst out at any moment. The wriggling veins looked like earthworms, sending shivers down one's spine.

The giant groaned in agony, forced out of the sea while being battered by crimson lightning.

"Multilimb Strength!" Leylin's eyes glittered, and the humongous phantom of a Multi-Armed Race member appeared behind him. This phantom was much clearer than the previous ones, every single scale and pore on his body distinguishable.

Even after reaching the Morning Star realm, this foreign Arcane Art could be of great use.

Leylin even felt that combining the nourishment of his spirit with the body refinement of Multilimb Strength, he would be able to reach the peak of the Morning Star realm at a much quicker pace, and would end up far more powerful than the rest.

The phantom punched out in tandem with Leylin.

Even a single arm of the humongous phantom was as large as Siebel. It felt like seven huge mountains appeared out of thin air and came crashing down at the same time when all seven arms smashed towards him.

Siebel placed both arms in front of his chest, forming a dense shield of water that was to reduce the shockwaves from the attack. However, it was all in vain. The water shield was destroyed under the force of the phantom's arms.

Bang!* Siebel was shot backwards by the explosive force of the collision.

At the same time, threads of luminous blue liquid shot out from his pores and gathered to form a thumb-sized ball that landed on Leylin's palm.

"The bloodline of a Marine Giant at the Morning Star realm!"

Leylin nodded with satisfaction and kept the bloodline in a test tube. This was a rare material for bloodline experiments, and could earn him a good sum even for his current realm.

"You are not an ordinary Morning Star Warlock. Who are you?"

As Siebel regained consciousness, he stared at Leylin cautiously. With the amazing defensive and recuperative abilities of a Morning Star Magus, this sort of injury was nothing to him. Yet, Leylin was completely relaxed as before, clearly indicating that this wasn't his full strength.

Siebel gazed at the black haired Morning Star Warlock in front of him, running through all the top ranked Morning Stars in his mind, but did not manage to match the face to anyone. That is, until he recalled some more recent information, something that detailed Leylin's background.

"You are Leylin Farlier! The Morning Star Kemoyin Warlock of the Ouroboros Clan! The one who killed Demon Hunter Cyril!" Siebel was in shock. Demon Hunter Cyril was considered a powerhouse among Morning Star Magi, but he'd been easily slain by Leylin.

This accomplishment was much more challenging than a win-lose in an ordinary face-off and Siebel was well aware of that.

'For now, the best case scenario is that I keep up my defence and sustain myself. I might even have to request reinforcements!' He smiled bitterly at his own thought. Just then, a ring of pearls glowed around his waist, and he heard urgent voices shouting around, "It's the Third East Region, we need immediate reinforcements! We're under attack by Spirit Circle! "

"West Region calling for reinforcements, three layers of defence have been destroyed! Damn it, the Warlocks seem to be fully concentrated in this region! "

"No, you bloody liars! Cybel is in our North Region, we should be the ones getting reinforcements! Ahhhh…"

The transmitted voices had a lot of interference, and there were also loud sounds of explosions in the background that added a violent shudder.g.

Siebel's heart hit rock bottom. Knowing that Cybel was here as well, he felt hopeless.

"So this is your plan?" Siebel looked fixedly at Leylin, but could not get any details off that expressionless face.

"Even if it is so, I signed an agreement with Jupiter's Lightning. Don't think you can get rid of me so easily!" Siebel thought in his heart and roared out a jumbled chant of sacrificial phrases.

The serenity of the ocean was broken again by the violent movement of water as large amounts of it gathered around Siebel. When the rumbling ended, a monstrous creature that was a thousand metres tall appeared in front of Leylin.

The monster had the head of a cow, the body of a human and tentacles for feet. It growled like a raging bull.

"This is your original form?" Leylin fended off the water bullets, looking at the humongous form of the magician and chuckled.

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Scarlet Ruins

The marine tribe were not humans. Born of the ocean as they were, their bodies were like a manifestation of the laws of nature.

Those of the marine tribe seen on the continent were similar to humans, and had at most a few scales on their bodies. However, that was only the form they used specifically to communicate with humans. This monster that had appeared in front of Leylin was over a thousand meters tall, and it was the true form of the marine tribe.

After he revealed his true form, the undulations from Siebel's body surged wildly, inspiring much greater terror than before.

Leylin, however, revealed a grin of excitement. 'A.I. Chip, begin calculating the trajectory of the homing light rays!'

Endless blue light glowed in Leylin's eyes, and most of the A.I. Chip's power was allocated to this task.

[Setting up model of opponent. Calculating trajectory.]

Siebel in his true form growled wildly, and soul force at the Morning Star realm mixed with enormous amounts of seawater, compressing it into just a centimetre wide ball. Flickering with a blue light that transcended any normal brightness, it reached Leylin in the blink of an eye.

"Good timing!" Leylin burst out in laughter. Bloodline power and soul force converged in his palm, the formidable energy undulations finally colliding with the blue ball with a rumble.

The air buzzed and trembled, but there were no intense explosions or spatial cracks that appeared, causing the marine tribe Magus to be confused and his movements to slow.

Shua!* At this moment, the blue ball of energy was enshrouded by crimson light as it streaked through the horizon like a meteor.

The light arched in the direction it headed, similar to a rainbow that suddenly filled the heavens.

"Oa-Oaker Arc!" A shout of disbelief was let loose from the marine tribe Magus' lips.

He raised his head and saw a bizarre scene. A giant sun suddenly emerged despite the fact that it was night, fusing with the moon and the brightest star, Venus.

The dazzling yet harmless light formed a thin line that descended to the earth.

Rumble!* The air was unstable, and it seemed as if another large space was 'squeezed' into the place, causing the two spatial forcefields to overlap.

"It's a success!" Leylin rejoiced covertly.

Using the A.I. Chip's terrifying calculation abilities, he had mixed the opponent's strength with his own, causing the time of opening of Scarlet Crescent to be brought forward.

This had not been his original intention, but he had suddenly been inspired after seeing the other party's Morning Star Magus. It ended up being an advantage for him.

The early arrival of the ruins would likely cause the specific plans of the the person behind all this to be affected.

The more chaotic the situation, the more advantageous it was to Leylin.

"This– this– this is… the ruins of Scarlet Crescent!" The Marine Giant's eyes grew wide as he mumbled in disbelief.

Though he knew it was possible that the ruins could appear at any of the 13 strongholds, it was too much of a coincidence that it had appeared where he was.

Seeing the image gradually becoming more distinct and forming a spatial passage glimmering with dark silver light, Siebel hesitated. However, he still choose to contact the other Magi and even their leader, the Radiant Moon Magus.

However, when his soul force touched the communicative device, Siebel was suddenly startled.

Their leader, the Radiant Moon Magus, was still in a spatial rift! Messages would definitely not be able to pass into the place. Even his other comrades were busy with the Morning Star Warlocks from the other side. The situation wasn't going well, but where could he go to find reinforcements?

Seeing the look of hesitation on his opponent's face, Leylin chuckled and had no intentions of continuing.

Though he was certain he could kill his opponent, he would need to use his Morning Star Arcane Art, and it would consume too much time. This was not the time and place.

Thus, like pulling open a curtain, Leylin's hands pushed at the spatial crack and he walked in without the slightest hesitation.

After Leylin completely vanished into the spatial crack, Siebel gritted his teeth and spoke a few sentences to the communication imprint. He then followed and allowed the spatial waves to swallow him.

The bodies of Morning Star Magi were able to go through even spatial turbulence. Spatial passageways like these that were similar to teleporting to pocket dimensions generally had no specific teleportation spell formation, and could only be entered through force.

"What? The ruins have already appeared? So quickly?"

The Magi of both sides who were battling at the other strongholds seemed to receive the information at the same time. They, who were stunned by this sudden news, stood opposite each other for a moment without acting, then immediately rushed in the same direction.

At this moment, in the outer regions of the rift in the world.

Boundless stars and vortices were part of the background, filling it with a sense of vastness and might.

Here, it was as if a great war on the same level as that of ancient times was being replayed. A majestic lion that had a body of golden fur and three heads that kept spouting flames, ice and lightning suddenly stopped, seeming to be deep in thought.

In front of it was a Magus with a luxurious pitch-black magic robe, a strange moon-shaped rune on his forehead.

"Hehe… Wayde, you made an error in your calculations. Though you might be able to stall me, someone else is benefitting!"

This Magus was obviously the great rank 5 Magus of Jupiter's Lightning. Now, however, his expression held a rare expression of exasperation.

This strange creature was not Wayde's main body, but one of his most powerful clones. It had inherited the innate skills of the ancient clans, and its strength almost reached rank 5. Even he would find it difficult to take this being down, and might even be suppressed here.

"It's a mistake on the astrologer's part! It has nothing to do with the original plan!" A middle-aged man's icy words sounded from the middle head of the three.

"Furthermore, I'm different from you. I'm just a clone…" The three-headed lion raised its claws, looking pleased.

"Could it be that you…" The Radiant Moon Magus' expression suddenly changed as he tried to break through the seal and return.

"Trying to leave? How could it be that easy? Stay!" The three-headed golden lion roared, its three gigantic mouths opening.

A terrifying suction force similar to that of a black hole shot towards the Radiant Moon Magus. Even the rays of light in his surroundings were not spared as they were all sucked in. Howls and cries of indignance sounded every once in a while.

In the main world, a golden meteor streaked through the horizon.

Within the golden rays was a male Magus with long flaming hair that looked like a golden sunshine. His body and face seemed to be formed entirely of gold, and was full of dignity.

Meanwhile, however, he seemed to be deep in thought.

Outside, in the direction of the ruins of Scarlet Crescent, two groups of Morning Star Magi, and even Philip as well as Hunter Bolix, returned to their factions. After persisting with the confrontation for a while longer, they still charged into the spatial passageway at the same time.

The air suddenly became tranquil, and only the deep depressions in the ground and large puddles of water proved that there had been a battle of Morning Stars here.

Due to the extremely intense spell radiation, the region would be barren and void of life for a long period of time. There could even be formed a range of phenomena that would attract creatures of different planes, becoming another fearful area that would become famous in the central continent.

Whoosh…* The air rippled as a breeze blew past, revealing the sudden appearance of another human figure.

"What's going on? I calculated the timing based on the records of the ancestors. How could it have been brought forward?" A simple-clothed old man with a full head of white hair muttered, eyes without focus.

"The opening of the Scarlet Crescent ruins was initially an opportunity for our organisation to rise, but unexpectedly such complex issues are involved in there…"

The old man began to mutter to himself, "First was the discovery of our secret, causing several Warlock organisations and Jupiter's Lightning to covet it. It even resulted in a war, and the diary that stated the time of appearance of the ruins was wrong. What exactly is going on?"

Because of Leylin, this old man whose origins were unknown was beginning to have doubts in his outlook of the world.

However, his education from a young age and the philosophy he had developed over the years allowed the old man to quickly regain his calm.

"No matter what it is, my ancestor was a member of Scarlet Crescent. My organisation is also one of the branches that has inherited part of the teachings of the ancient Scarlet Crescent organisation. This ruin should be ours!"

The old man's expression instantly turned vicious, and a halo of resplendent starlight burst forth.

The spatial passageway opposite began to tremble as if it had sensed something. It, too, shot out a large amount of light, fusing with the splendour on the old man's body and absorbing the whole bundle of starlight, leaving nothing behind.

……

"What a strange setup!" Leylin currently had his hands behind his back as he strolled along a spatial corridor filled with starlight, his own body shrouded in crimson.

There were multiple spatial rifts that caused turbulence within, but they could not cause even a ripple on his body.

"To completely isolate this region, I can only wait until a specific time. Only then can I enter the passageway through the spatial flow…" Leylin's eyes were full of praise. "Such an intricate set-up, as well as space-division spells. This is truly frightening."

The Morning Star realm that he had reached was only the bare minimum of ancient times. There was still a long way ahead, and he would naturally not feel conceited or complacent.

On the contrary, the more he knew, the more Leylin felt that the information he had acquired was much too little. He became increasingly humble.

The power who had set up such a spatial spell formation was an existence he needed to look up to and learn from…

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Radiation

"Now, the ruins seem to be nearby, but in fact…" Seeing the indistinct space in front of him, Leylin shook his head. He'd just found the entrance. It wouldn't be easy for him to achieve his goals and enter the place without using the right way.

The others that had come afterwards were in the same situation.

After all, it wasn't likely that they'd find the successors of Scarlet Crescent, so Leylin and the other Magi didn't bother to deduce the proper way to go in.

With them being Morning Stars, as long as they found the entrance it would only be a matter of time before they broke in.

However, the rules of space were powerful and mysterious. Leylin could only manage to survive in here for now, and he needed to deduce a plan to break through this spatial defence. The other Morning Stars who came after him were also stuck in the same dilemma.

Thus, time was one of Leylin's advantages against the rest of the Magi.

This was why he'd used Siebel and made the ruins appear in advance. Although they had an agreement about the distribution of the spoils, that was only on the whole. As for who got what, it was largely dependant on who found it first.

Wandering in the spatial passage was like taking a walk in outer space, nebulae of different shapes everywhere. There was even a silver spatial storm every now and then and spatial turbulence whizzed by on occasion.

Threads of a dubious black material were even coagulating around the passage, forming mysterious black buds and gave off a dangerous vibe.

After walking for who knows how long, Leylin suddenly missed his footing and felt like he was falling down from up high. Even more strangely, he felt like he was rising up afterwards.

After the strong sense of weightlessness passed, Leylin found himself standing in a little garden. The black buds he saw before covered the flowerbed, some even making it onto the hedges. A wooden board covered in tentacles was posted in a corner, the words on it faded.

"Flowers full of malice and danger…" Leylin muttered to himself. The A.I Chip searched the database but found no such ancient plant.

Suddenly, the black flower buds trembled and bloomed, showing a crimson pistil.

Thump! Thump! Thump!* Like a chain reaction, masses of black buds bloomed, and the garden was instantly full of black petals flying in the air, red pistils emanating a threat like the tongues of snakes.

The faint sense of an ancient curse made Leylin frown.

"This! Is it a final defence against intruders? Or… is it a warning?" Leylin smiled, and his pupils turned into vertical slits that glowed red.

The next moment, a strong and violent radiation was emitted from his body!

This was the radiation of a Morning Star Warlock's body, containing the power of the bloodline of the ancient Giant Kemoyin Serpent. Leylin kept it repressed in his everyday life, but now he let it all out, and it caused a horrible change.

A layer of rainbow-like five-coloured light shone with green and orange fluorescence, filling the whole garden.

The air turned hazy, and the scene distorted. After the radiation passed through, the entire space seemed to become still, and the faint smell of rust permeated the air.

The original colours of the garden were also diminished with the radiation, leaving only black and white. It started to look like an old photograph.

A cracking sound rang out as a slight fracture appeared in a corner. It spread across the whole grayscale garden, leaving spatial cracks everywhere.

And then, like the falling of a glass bottle, a low and jarring sound rang out as the whole garden was shattered apart, exposing the dark void filled with spatial storms.

The storms roared, devouring all those fractures.

The silver storms continued to mince the garden for a few minutes before the ruins were visible once again.

The black buds in the middle had disappeared, leaving a few broken petals on the ground. It gave the environment a sense of gloom.

Leylin's pupils returned to their original colour with a flash of strange light.

This burst of strength had taken a toll on him, but he had no choice but to employ it to maintain his time advantage.

The full strength of a Morning Star Magus was enough to affect the normal functioning of many formations! On top of that, Leylin was not any Magus, but a Warlock with the bloodline of an ancient organism! Combining his own power with that of his Kemoyin bloodline, the power of his radiation was much greater, to the extent of even attracting extradimensional creatures.

Leylin stared at a point in the void, silent. Over there, a conscient, or rather, a group of conscients, was coming through slowly! Although it was invisible, Leylin could sense the being through his soul force.

"Creatures from a higher dimension? Or a plot of Scarlet Crescent?" Leylin's eyes showed surprise.

"Outsider! What have you come here for?" A conscient entered Leylin's mind through the connection of soul force. The voice was that of an old woman, but it was interspersed with much more, the roars of multiple other creatures.

"To find the truth!" Leylin said with a low voice, providing an ambiguous answer.

"The truth? Even those of Scarlet Crescent were still pursuing it. You've come to the wrong place…" The voice sighed.

"I didn't come to the wrong place. The ways of the ancient Warlocks will be a valuable reference and their experiences will save me time…" Leylin's soul force countered the unknown creature sharply.

He could sense that this creature did not have a normal body. It was just a ball of light emitting a strange power, perhaps a creature hiding its true body in a higher plane.

Even so, after confronting Leylin's soul force for a while, the will seemed to yield, "Follow the Path of Quandary, it will lead you to your answer…"

As the voice faded, the sound of movements could be heard as a brand new aisle appeared in a corner of the garden. The floor was made of grey stone, and black specks spread out along the floor like numerous insects. They had the figures of twisting faces.

Scanning with his soul force, the outline of the Path of Quandary appeared in Leylin's mind. After ensuring that there was no danger, Leylin bowed to the void and stepped directly onto the path.

The sound of footsteps could be heard as the black garden disappeared from sight the moment his feet hit the stone floor. All that remained was a long sigh.

……

"Soul Whip!!!"

Massive invisible waves of energy swept through the air as dozens of giant swamp monsters trembled. It was as if they were tortured by some invisible whips, and they hit the floor after a while, their unconscious eyes filled with fear.

"My lord! This seems to be the Maze Lock, we are in a defensive trap of Scarlet Crescent!" Paul reported to Cybel. Although both of them were Morning Star Magi, their powers were far apart, and thus they had widely varying statuses.

"This is the Naraku Type 2 maze, a kind of maze liked by those ancient Warlocks. There should be nine levels, each level having its own keys and riddles. We must break through them one by one, or we'll never get to the end…"

Cybel nodded. He'd obviously studied up on these things. Beside him, other than Paul, the Warlocks from Spirit Circle and Wind Wolf Lair had all disappeared. And a few unfamiliar Morning Star Magi were just watching everything detachedly.

"Well, it's our turn this time. According to our agreement, you are up next time!" Cybel took several green gems from the swamp monster as he spoke to those Morning Stars.

"Of course!" their leader replied, his eyes cold. This Magus with a golden headband had no sense of fear even when confronting Cybel.

Seeing this, Paul smiled bitterly in his mind.

The sudden appearance of the ruins of Scarlet Crescent rendered most of their plans useless. The entrance of the ruins contained some mysterious spells cast by ancient Warlocks, and those who entered through abnormal ways would encounter barriers. The dispersion made Paul feel depressed. Were it not for Cybel, he would have been killed here.

After all, they were mortal enemies before, and that was still true.

Paul sighed, even the tentacles on his head seemed dispirited.

He would be safe following Cybel, but there wouldn't be any gains. Leave alone those Morning Star Magi, even Cybel would leave him with nothing.

Compared to his resignation, the Magi on the other side were hysterical.

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Path Of Quandary

"How could it be? Someone has already entered the Path of Quandary. That's extremely close to the core!" The old Magus wearing simple attire observed the light yellow notebook in his hands, letting out a low growl. His expression was that of anxiety.

On one of the pages of the light yellow notebook, a general map had been drawn out with weak black lines. There was a little black dot moving slowly in one of the central passageways that was labeled the Path of Quandary.

There were also other dots on this map, but they were all situated at the exterior regions.

The old man himself was marked with a white dot. Though he was much faster than the Morning Stars outside who were being hindered by the labyrinth, he was still at the middle section and a distance away from the core.

In contrast, Leylin's black dot was only a few steps away from the core which was marked in red!

"Damn it, damn it, damn it! Why is there a Magus that's so fast…" the old man cursed, his expression full of impatience and indignance, "It's a pity that I only have the correct method to enter the ruins. I can't control all the secret mechanisms, or else…"

Though the old Magus' ancestor had been a member of Scarlet Crescent, he was merely an ordinary member. While he had participated in the construction of the ruins, he had not been able to make contact with the core areas. Hence, obtaining this map, the password to enter, as well as some information, was the limits of what could be done.

Leylin had also unexpectedly brought forward the timing of the opening of the ruins, causing things to become disadvantageous for the old man. Even if he was hurrying along, careful not to fall into any traps, he was still behind Leylin.

"I don't care anymore! As long as I can get to the core area, I still have a chance of turning the tables!"

The old man angrily used his fingers and traced the map, finding another route. However, just when he was about to move, his pupils suddenly shrank.

A black dot entered the edges of a map. It was several times larger than the rest, and was ringed in red.

The few traps and patterns at the exterior were completely destroyed in the face of the large dot, and even their names disappeared from the map. The man wailed in anguish, "A rank 5 Magus rushed here so quickly. Are you even giving me any chance at all…"

While he kept lamenting, the old man's footsteps did not lose speed. Instead, he began to move more quickly.

If he was slightly slow and allowed the rank 5 Magus to take over this place, this area would no longer be of any concern to him. Besides, there was a certain item at the core region that he needed to obtain, which was his main goal.

"Just wait! Just wait till I get control of the core!"

The old man stared at the little black dot in the Path of Quandary, his expression revealing his frustration.

……

Leylin, of course, did not know that someone had him in their thoughts. He was now walking on a little pathway of ash-gray stone.

The path was surrounded by white fog on both sides, and it became increasingly dense as it concealed the scenery.

On the still, empty road, only his footsteps sounded unceasingly. The scenery that was exactly the same on both ends made it easy for one to forget time, giving rise to a strong sense of fear.

Combined with the unique power in the fog, even a Magus' tenacious willpower might not hold out.

If it were other lower-ranked Magi, they might long since have broken down, crying and yelling that they wanted to return, begging for release.

However, resolution showed on Leylin's face, as if this was negligible. In the face of his mindset that was ten thousand times more stronger than steel, things that ancient Magi had specifically set up to test one's will were trivial.

As Leylin went deeper in, the surrounding fog became more dense, and even his feet became unclear. Every step seemed like he was walking on clouds.

Leylin took a step, and the scenery suddenly changed.

Now, the room had dark yellow planks and a mouldy ceiling. The squeaks of mice could be heard from the corner.

It was the most common image seen by commoners in the continent. There was not one piece of furniture in this little wooden cabin. Strangely, all that existed was a golden parrot cage at the center, a toad with a pipe in its mouth on top.

"Hey, brother! Are you here to give me a love letter on Miko's behalf? Please tell her that I'm busy and can't make it to the date tomorrow evening!"

The toad was dressed in a black top hat, looking relaxed. It puffed out one white smoke ring after another from the pipe.

"…" Leylin was dumbstruck as he watched the toad, unsure of what was going on.

"Are you not Miko's messenger? Oh! Then it must be Elizabeth. She's the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. That skin, full of folds and spores, as well as those protruding eyes… Oh! She's my angel…"

The toad jabbered on and on, but what it said only baffled Leylin. At one point, he could no longer take it and asked, "Where is this?"

"Quark's cabin, Number 232 at the edge of the world. Is there a problem?" The toad put its pipe down, its large eyes that were like light bulbs shooting Leylin a glance.

Could it be that the Path of Quandary is similar to an astral gate? Has Scarlet Crescent's defensive formation sent me to another plane?' This sudden thought left Leylin unable to decide whether he should laugh or cry.

Many ancient defence systems had a last resort when they encountered an enemy that was much too powerful for the spell formations to be of use— banishment to an alternate world!

This was akin to an astral gate, teleporting Magi out of the Magus world.

As this was a one-time thing with no definite coordinates, unlucky Magi would usually be sent into spatial turbulences far, far away; or even into a giant storm. It would be extremely lucky to find another plane with life on it. However, returning to the Magus world? There was no need to even think about it.

The current situation caused Leylin to have doubts.

At this moment, the floor suddenly began to tremble, seismic waves passing through every few moments.

"What's going on?" Leylin tried scanning with his soul force, but found that his soul force had been repressed to the limit. It could not even see past the cabin.

"It's nothing. I have a new neighbour preparing to move in…"

The toad jumped off the parrot cage nonchalantly, bouncing as it headed out. Leylin turned his head and thought about it for a moment, eventually following behind it.

After opening the door of the wooden cabin, his body suddenly went stiff, eyes flashing with disbelief.

In front of him was a large sandy wasteland. There were black holes and distorted nebulae in the sky, and a large green shadow that seemed to have taken root in the cosmos was shifting its body.

It was a giant ancient tree, its green leaves spilling with a jade-like lustre. Leylin had seen many ancient trees before, and there were enormous trees in Creevey City where houses could be built on their leaves. However, the entirety of Creevey CIty was like a tiny thing in comparison with this gigantic tree, not comparable to even a leaf.

"Hello, new friend! Do you need any help?" After seeing this tree, the toad happily went forward to welcome it, jumping onto a root as thick as a mountain.

Compared to the tree, the toad was like a speck of dust. No! It was ten thousand times smaller than a speck of dust!

Leylin was speechless. Soon after, he realised that he had indeed walked out of a wooden cabin, but the surroundings were a depthless black starry cosmos, and the cabin had been floating in the sky. There was even a shaky scrawl on the bronze door plate, reading 'Number 232, Edge of the World! This house belongs to Toad Quark.'

On that gigantic root the toad had jumped onto was another little cabin, this one constructed askew. There was a number there as well, 233. The name had changed to Wisdom Tree. Leylin had no idea how the big the other party was or how they entered the cabin. Watching the cabin on the tree root, as well as the toad, he could not come up with anything to say.

Shortly after, however, his expression changed. 'The ancient Wisdom Tree? The intellectual being of the Magus World that once enlightened multiple great ancient Magi? The culmination of all wisdom?'

Rumble!* A few large cracks opened up on the tree that extended to the cosmos, sucking in the violent spatial storms and producing soundless whimpers.

Two enormous, yellowish eyes opened, followed by lips full of wooden lines.

"It's… been… a… long…. time… my… old… friend…" The tree's words were extremely loud. Just the sound waves were enough to blow everything over. Toad Quark had no choice but to hug the root tightly in order not to be blown away by the violent hurricane.

The Wisdom Tree's speech was very slow, taking a minute between syllables. It seemed that each thought required a great amount of time.

"And… also… a … new… friend…" *Bang!* The ground exploded, and a root that was like a mountain flew over, raising Leylin till he was before the ancient Wisdom Tree, meeting its starry gaze.

"I smell myself on you…" The Wisdom Tree's words were hard to decipher, but Leylin immediately understood what it meant.

"Is it the essence of the ancient Wisdom Tree? And this!" Leylin produced a wooden cup, though it was now empty.

It had once contained the essence of the Wisdom Tree, and had been vital in supporting Leylin's advancement to rank 3. This wooden cup had been said to be made out of the bark of the Wisdom Tree.

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Breaking through the Fog

"You're a Warlock… Ah, I remember this feeling. You must be from the Magus World, right?" The ancient Wisdom Tree spoke slowly, each syllable taking a significantly long time. It was enough for any quick-tempered Magus to get annoyed.

However, there were no traces of impatience on Leylin's face. On the contrary, he was full of respect towards the ancient Wisdom Tree, especially since his advancement to rank 3 was all thanks to it. Hence, he bowed deferentially.

"Yes! I am Leylin Farlier, a rank 4 Warlock of the Magus World. Greetings, mighty Enlightener!"

The Enlightener was a title given to the ancient Wisdom Tree by the combined decision of all the Magi in the Magus World.

It was rumoured that the ancient Wisdom Tree was the culmination of all wisdom. It was even knowledgeable in all the mysteries of the cosmos and the universe. There were countless high-ranked Magi who had gained enlightenment with its help, and even the glamour of the ancient era was, in part, possible thanks to its guidance.

However, the mighty ancient tree which had granted enlightenment and solved riddles had disappeared from the Magus World all of a sudden. No matter how hard the ancient Magi tried to find it, no traces were left behind.

In the following generations, many Magus historians had attributed the fall of the ancient era to the lack of guidance from the Wisdom Tree, leading to many ancient Magi walking a path ridden with errors.

Though Leylin did not really agree with this standpoint, it was true that it was very knowledgeable regarding Magi.

"The Magus World!" The ancient Wisdom Tree's large eyes flashed with nostalgia, "I still remember… 20 or 25 dark ages ago, the Magi were all adorable little children. Oh! There was one called Aten, and he was pretty good at barbeques…"

The mighty ancient Wisdom Tree was like an old man trying to chase after the past, jabbering on and on.

Leylin waited silently at the side, while Toad Quark was beginning to get annoyed, "Old friend, are you moving again? You've only lived here for 87,000 years… I've only taken a nap, and you're already moving again?"

'An 87,000 year… nap?' Leylin was speechless.

"Yes, my friend! I feel the descent of terror. Even the end of the world can't hinder the spying of such power. The aftermath of the ancient era will continue to cause ripples, involving other worlds…"

The ancient Wisdom Tree said something that sounded like a prophecy, causing Leylin to be surprised. However, no matter how he inquired, it would not make a sound.

'It doesn't finish its words, ugh…' Leylin rolled its eyes inside, but then heard the sounds of the Wisdom Tree after speaking to the toad. "And there's you, you adorable thing. I can answer one question of yours as a present. Of course, it cannot touch upon the topic from before…"

"Many thanks, mighty Enlightener!" Leylin was elated. An opportunity to have the Wisdom Tree solve a riddle was not something any Magus could have even in ancient times. Even a Breaking Dawn Magus would smash their own head in for such a chance.

However, after the moment of ecstasy, he grew perplexed.

'What should I ask? How to attain immortality? That's too vague!' Leylin opened his lips, but eventually did not ask the question.

After an intense struggle, Leylin's pupils flashed with soberness. 'Even if it's truly the ancient Wisdom Tree, it's only one of the ancient legends. It's probably at rank 8 or 9 as a Magus, and even such a being needs to defend itself. Asking about is pointless. I need to think of something more suitable for myself…'

Having thought it through, the fog in Leylin's mind finally completely dissipated.

Leylin took in a deep breath, clenched his fists, and asked the ancient Wisdom Tree this question, "I would like to know how to break through the bloodline shackles of Warlocks!"

For now, there was nothing more important to him than solving this issue.

"This…" The ancient Wisdom Tree raised a root and propped it against its lips, looking extremely similar to a human in thought. "You can…"

……

The fog disappeared, and Leylin was started awake.

He rubbed his forehead that was slightly aching and glanced at the grey slabs on the ground. The fog was dissipating from the surroundings, and buildings were gradually revealing themselves. The lost look in his eyes disappeared and was replaced with confusion.

"Was that scene real, or an illusion?"

Leylin glanced at his hands, 'I'm already at Morning Star. Under the scan of my soul force, any illusory spells should have been seen through. Furthermore…'

Leylin felt his heart beat. 'The answer from the Wisdom Tree is still deep in my heart. It's very feasible.'

Such a situation left Leylin bewildered.

"Perhaps the Path of Quandary was a superior illusion, allowing intruders to find answers amidst their perplexment about where they were. This answer might already be deep in the intruder's heart, and only made known at this point. Of course, if it can't be found, they would remain lost there…"

Combined with his former knowledge and experience, Leylin came to a specious conclusion. Inside, however, he felt as if what had just happened was real.

With the strength of ancient Magi, it was not impossible to create a scene like that. Another plausible reason would be that through endless flowing from the river of time, many scenarios had converged at this point.

In other words, Leylin's mind had passed through the isolation of time and space, reaching one of the spatial fragments in the ancient era, and met the true ancient Wisdom Tree.

'Hah! I don't care anymore! There are only benefits for me here anyway! If it doesn't make sense, then so be it. When I get enough strength, I might even understand all of this naturally…' Leylin thought optimistically.

There were no cons whatsoever in coming to the Path of Quandary. He had even obtained a method to solve the issue of his bloodline shackles. While this was merely a tentative plan, it was still very precious. It might not even compare to all the benefits from Scarlet Crescent!

"However, since I've gone through the Path of Quandary, I should be getting some rewards." Leylin touched his chin, watching the large Magus building that had completely revealed itself, as a smile appeared on his face.

What had appeared in front of Leylin was a little western-styled building that was two storeys high. The window at the balcony was still open, as if the owner had only been gone a short period of time.

The brass door handle had a simple yet splendid lustre, and seemed to have been used regularly.

Leylin knew, though, that this building had been abandoned for at least over ten thousand years. It was naturally magic that resulted in this effect.

Ka-cha!* After gripping the handle and putting some strength into it, the door was easily pushed open, revealing a hall with a giant fireplace. The firewood in there was still crackling and burning, a wave of heat gathering indoors.

"Besides what's on their bodies, Magi keep their most precious objects only in the bedroom, study room and laboratory…"

Leylin scanned the area quickly and immediately gave up on the living room, going up to the second level of the building.

He first found the study room. There seemed to have been some spatial spells used here, and upon opening it, what was presented in front of Leylin was an enormous space comparable to a football field. There were large bookshelves that towered at ten or so metres tall, but everything there was empty, leaving behind only a pile of ash in the compartments.

Leylin rummaged through the area quite a few times and had the A.I. Chip check the area repeatedly without giving up, but he eventually resigned himself to the situation and left the study room.

"I never expected that all the books and research materials would have been taken away… What would else would be left?"

Leylin was slightly dejected, but still searched through room after room. He then found the original owner's bedroom.

Unexpectedly, he was easily rewarded with something on the makeup table.

A blood-red earring in the shape of a crescent moon lay quietly in an opened jewellery box. After Leylin confirmed it was not a trap, he took it in his hand, and a stream of information was immediately transmitted over.

"Scarlet Earring! High-grade magic equipment. Work of Mefylk! … Ah! This is presented to my goddess, Jonase, my true love…"

From the opened jewellery box, it seemed that the owner had been preparing to wear the earring, but everything had suddenly come to an abrupt stop.

Leylin was confused as he looked through the bedroom, but still did not find anything that looked suspicious.

"A strange set-up!" Leylin mumbled to himself, keeping the Scarlet Earring and adding many seals outside.

Even if it it was a trap, a piece of high-grade magic equipment was worth the risk. Besides, Leylin was very confident in his judgment and the A.I. Chip's scans.

While leaving, he consciously took a look at the mirror frame at the makeup table.

There was a large oval silver mirror inside, reflecting Leylin's image. Strangely enough, the Leylin inside had a secretive laugh, causing him to be startled.

By the time he came back to himself, everything in the mirror seemed to have returned to normal, as if all that had just happened had merely been an illusion.

But would Morning Star Magi hallucinate? That was impossible!

Leylin's expression became gloomy as he gritted his teeth, quickly keeping the mirror and running out of the bedroom and out of the villa.

The moment he left the villa, it completely vanished, leaving behind a large depression that looked to have been gnawed at by beasts.

Bang!*

A fist smashed onto a table, causing dust to fly, "Despicable! Damn it! He's actually taken it away! That was the magic equipment that was the easiest to obtain, and it was even of a high-grade at that!"

In an unadorned crystal private room, an old Magus looked annoyed, unwilling to accept this.

"It's not just that. He even took 'that' away!"

The old man's expression changed a few times before he made his mind.

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Obstruction And A Grin

"No! No matter what, I have to get it back!" The old man took out his light yellow notebook. A map with many black dots appeared on it immediately.

"Find him! Rip him apart! And bring everything back!" Following the old man's growl, streaks of crystal-clear light flashed in the secret chamber and a few translucent puppets suddenly widened their bloodshot eyes.

As if they understood the old man's words, they rapidly shuttled through the void, gradually vanishing.

……

"This feeling, something bad's about to happen"

Leylin's eyebrows furrowed. He'd actually been feeling a sense of discomfort ever since he exited the Path of Quandary. It was as if someone was secretly spying on him. However, the scanning of the A.I. Chip and his own soul force could not discover anything.

And now, this feeling of discomfort suddenly intensified, even to the point of turning to anxiety!

"The malice that's pervaded the atmosphere…" Leylin shut his eyes and quickly opened them again. At this moment, his pupils had already turned into a pair of amber slits. A thin, blood-red line flashed across them.

Suddenly, rumbling sounds rang out as a large amount of spell runes flickered. A colourful radiance shot into the sky and formed a gigantic ice cage, trapping Leylin within.

"What? I definitely didn't trigger any traps… Unless…" Leylin squinted his eyes slightly. This situation caused him to become clear-headed.

"Haha… I, who have gained control over the entire core secret chamber, am an invincible existence in Scarlet Crescent!" In the core control room, the old Magus' face shone brightly, his hands still grasping a piece of ruby with its tips connected to numerous crystal threads.

Strings of complicated commands were continually transmitted through the ruby in his hands.

Numerous crystal-clear hexagonal snowflakes suddenly condensed within the trap, forming a large quantity of icy blades, shields, axes and such. They all smashed loudly towards Leylin's head.

Leylin thought of an idea. "Kemoyin's Scales!" "Blood Flame!" His body was immediately wrapped in a layer of dense, black snake scales as a blood-red flame raged above him, subliming the large quantity of ice.

As if it was provoked, the ice condensed once more with a sizzle. Its blue core became even more crystal-clear, emanating a piercing chill.

The ice, which was covered by the blue radiance, stood firmly while it was being roasted by the flames. A large quantity of cold air was emitted, even breaking through the Blood Flame's seal. It shot in front of Leylin, who smashed it apart with a frown.

Sharp icy blades slashed his body, only enough to create thin, long sparks. They couldn't even break through the outermost energy defence.

"Absolute Zero Kelvin!" Leylin's pupils narrowed and his face no longer had the previous relaxed look.

"This was undoubtedly set up by ancient Magi. Such a formation that unifies all the runes in the area is definitely difficult for ordinary Morning Stars to withstand… However, It doesn't seem to be working at full force… That means…"

Leylin seemed to be in a deadlock with the huge icy spell formation on the surface. However, he was actually calculating something in his mind.

Whoosh!* Suddenly, space twisted and a few rays of white light seemed to have broken through the boundary as they appeared right before Leylin.

The handle, which bore the sharp broken sword, had already pierced the edge of Leylin's chest.

"So fast!" It was difficult for Leylin to react in time. The only thing he managed to do was strengthen the Kemoyin Scales' defence to the maximum.

Compared to other spells, the innate spells of Magi were activated purely by thought. With such incomparable speeds, they were the common last-ditch resorts when their lives were in danger.

Schlick!* A broken sword, seemingly forged out of pure crystal, pierced through the energy defence as well as the runes outside the black scales with much difficulty, coming into contact with the scales themselves.

Pop!* Leylin frowned, as if at something bursting. Behind him, a large Multi-Armed Race phantom came into existence and channeled a dark green energy to cover his body.

"My goodness!" The muscles on his right hand flexed, hammering a punch at the opponent. This made the translucent figure retreat.

After waiting for the opponent to put a certain amount of distance between them, Leylin looked at his chest with a gloomy face.

A bright white line in the shape of a crescent had been carved on the Kemoyin Scales. The sword had left behind a deep pit, taking a few smaller scales with it.

"Puppet?!" When Leylin got a clear view of the figures making a sneak attack, he shouted in surprise.

In front of him were a few translucent figures in pure white, body-fitting Magus robes. In their hands were a large quantity of physical weapons, including the broken crystal sword from before.

"A puppet that is able to break through my Kemoyin's Scales defence, such a rank… I'm afraid can only be created by an ancient Magus…"

Leylin looked at the bloodshot eyes of the puppet before him, confirming his conjecture, 'Someone's behind all this.'

"So this is the power of a Morning Star? Even the Void Assassin could not take down the opponent!" In the core, the old man's dignified face warped as he clenched his teeth.

"It doesn't matter. I have the spell formations to control the core and the puppets on hand. Even if it takes up a little more energy, I have to take down the enemy!"

With his orders, the arms of the Void Assassins surrounding Leylin warped, revealing daggers, knives, and even weapons that looked like power saws. They were all translucent except for the golden runes twinkling on them, seemingly made from crystal.

Space twisted once more as these Void Assassins vanished into thin air again. It was as if they were vipers hiding in the dark, preparing to deal a fatal blow at any time!

With these enemies around eyeing covetously at their prey, in addition to the pressure of the icy cage above their head, any ordinary Morning Star would definitely have sustained serious injuries.

"It's a pity that you met me!" A sneer emerged at the corner of Leylin's lips. Wasn't the shadow-attribute Giant Kemoyin Serpent even better at concealing itself in the void? He'd previously used spells such as Shadow Stealth to lay in ambush, and he naturally knew about the weaknesses and disadvantages of such spells like the back of his hand.

Although the ancient spell formation was a little more troublesome, the enemy evidently did not have complete control over it. This gave him an opportunity.

"Only…" Leylin laughed coldly as a radiance sparkled in his eyes.

A translucent figure shot out from the void with a whoosh, the dagger in its hands aimed ferociously at Leylin's eyes.

Leylin's face remained unchanged and he suddenly stretched out his wrist. When it came to a stop once more, he was holding one of the puppet's arms in his hands.

A gigantic blue iceberg, with a great blazing flame at its bottom, started to exert pressure on everything below as it rumbled. At the same instant, a sharp aura suddenly shot out in the other three directions.

"Good! Very soon, that thing will belong to me…" In the control room, the old man watched a pale Leylin. Looking at his wounded body, he could not help but let out a carefree smile.

"Haha… So what if you're a Morning Star? I'm the king here!" The old man spread out his arms and cheered, but his voice was instantly silenced with a grunt, as if he had been strangled at the neck.

When it came back, it returned as a frustrated curse, "How did he escape?"

In the projection he'd been looking at from the control room, Leylin's condition had already hit rock bottom. His entire body was soaked in blood, and he seemed ready to die at any moment. However, every opportunity to kill him was thwarted by small problems in the coordination of the Void Assassins, letting him evade it by luck. At least, that's what he'd seen it as.

And right when he was in the most desperate straits, that lucky Magus had actually discovered a flaw in the spell formation, directly breaking through space and escaping.

The old man roared in anger, smashing his fist violently on the platform of the control room with a bang.

"If I had known all the control spells, and obtained the highest authority, even a Radiant Moon Magus wouldn't be able to escape this place, let alone this Morning Star!" What followed the bout of rage was a sense of helplessness.

Indeed, he'd used his map and reached the control room, obtaining partial authority by following his ancestor's notes. In fact, he didn't encounter much danger at all. However, his ancestor did not have a high position in Scarlet Crescent. This naturally meant he had no way to gain complete control of the place.

That previous spell formation was actually the limits of what he could accomplish with his current authority. As for those Void Assassins, he had to thank the fact that their creator was none other than his ancestor. That was why he had a backdoor method to take control of them.

"Damn! Damn! DAMN!" The old man's face was full of indignance, "Just these Void Assassins have already made this trip worthwhile, but the most important item is still not in my hands. Not to mention, this place will definitely be monopolised by great forces in the future. I'll no longer have a place here…"

He subconsciously shot a glance at the other black dots. They were already very close to the core area, especially the one that represented the Radiant Moon. It seemed to have an unstoppable force, barging its way through and already sweeping past several small-scaled resource points, making the Magus secretly hurt.

Such desire and the strong indignance led this Magus to a decision, "Try again, no matter the result, you have to leave!"

He looked at another screen, pressing the jewel down without hesitation. A huge flame exploded forth, forming an enormous blazing giant that blocked Leylin's path.

"So it's fire after ice? But it's still of the same degree of power as the previous one…" Leylin shook his head, becoming more confident in his judgment.

"Catch him! Catch him!" The old Magus grabbed the jewel with both hands, his eyes full of excitement and desire.

And at this time, Leylin, who was on the screen, suddenly lifted his head and laughed at him. The old man's hair stood on end…

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Sweeping of Obstacles

"Found you, you little rat!" The Magus was able to make out Leylin's words from his mouth's movements, immediately causing his eyes to turn red.

"Void Assassins, don't hold back. Kill him!" As if having lost his self-control, the Magus held onto the command stick and roared.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!* At least eight Void Assassins appeared instantly, charging straight for Leylin. In front of him, the large flame giant was also snarling as it brandished a large flaming metal whip.

The sealing formation, the flames, and the surprise attacks from multiple Void Assassins would be extremely troublesome for normal Morning Stars to deal with.

Even Demon Hunter Cyril would probably be seriously injured under such an attack!

[Beep! Found spiritual force link. Eliminating three areas with fake signals, determining coordinates!]

The A.I. Chip's robotic voice sounded by Leylin's ears, causing a smile to rise up on his face. Ever since he realised that there was probably someone behind the scene, Leylin had commanded the A.I. Chip try and identify the location of the core control room.

The slip ups and injuries sustained from before were all intentionally done to get his opponent to take the bait.

A spell formation was not able to supply adequate data and information, but the other party had obviously not been satisfied. He had dispatched someone to attack, allowing the A.I. Chip to discover his traces immediately!

'From my guesses and the A.I. Chip's simulation, the other party probably isn't that strong, and may not even have access to the core control room of the ruins. Otherwise, it wouldn't be an attack just of this level!'

Leylin watched the sharp blade and flames coming towards him, a strange smile appearing on his face.

A splendid layer of crimson-red rays suddenly emerged from his body, turning into four rings that floated up and down.

"Rank 1 innate spells: Kemoyin's Scales, Eyes of Petrification!"

"Rank 2 innate spell: Toxic Bile!"

"Rank 3 innate spell: Intimidating Gaze!"

"Rank 4 innate spell: Bloodline Metamorphosis! Combining to form the Morning Star Arcane Art: Kemoyin Serpent Transformation!"

Rumble!* A humongous serpent that measured tens of thousands of metres long suddenly descended on the region.

Spell formations fell apart, the earth cracked, and multiple buildings turned to dust. Even the air was beginning to shake.

Po!* The flame giant from before, as well as the many bindings and fire elemental spell formations, were swept away by the large snake's body. All the runes were destroyed, and even the the spell formations at the base of the buildings flickered out.

In front of the Giant Kemoyin Serpent, the Void Assassins that were the size of a regular human were like ants. Their sharp swords could not even pierce through the scales, and instead, were sent crashing to a random area with a swing of its tail.

The Arcane Art of the ancient Morning Star Warlocks— Kemoyin Serpent Transformation. This trump card that would allow Warlocks to transform into a terrifying ancient beast appeared once more!

The giant black snake hissed as it aimed its head in a specific direction, its starry amber eyes the very personification of ridicule. Its body was like a black storm as it crushed the area.

Thump! Thump! Thump!* On the way, various little flickers of brilliance could be seen on the giant serpent's body, which then dimmed.

"Wha- What's going on? Is this a Morning Star Arcane Art? He- he dared-"

Having been locked onto by the aura of an ancient, giant beast, the Magus in the core control room went limp and fell to the ground. As he made contact with the other party's eyes, the fear hidden deep in his genes exploded forth as his body went stiff, unable to move even a finger.

The direction in which the giant serpent had looked in was evidently the location of the core control room. Seeing how the other party was crushing everything in its way, it would probably take seconds to reach him.

This old man shuddered, now regretting provoking this fiendish person.

Boom!* Like in a magnitude 9 earthquake, all the items in the core control room jumped up and fell loudly onto the ground.

Hearing the accompanying hisses, the old man shuddered even more in fright. He knew that the terrifying ancient, vicious beast had now reached the outside of the core control room.

"I have the defensive spell formation of the core control room. It… It'll be fine!"

The attack from before had been obstructed, giving the old man some confidence. However, before he could struggle to get up, an even more powerful tremor could be felt.

Rumble!* Bricks fell everywhere and the roof was torn open. Two eyes that were like stars shot out terrifying rays of light.

"Ah!" The old man went limp, a fishy smell even travelling from the crotch of his pants.

"Little worm, do you think you can hide?" The gigantic serpent suddenly turned small, regaining the size of a regular human. Large amounts of black gas turned into armour that merged onto his perfect body.

Leylin charged into the control room and held the old man by the throat, eyes flashing with a dangerous glint, "A mere Crystal Phase Magus dares attack a Morning Star on the sly?"

His own aura had weakened slightly, the consumption from before had not been small.

Due to the limitations of the peace agreement, Morning Star Magi were not allowed to use Arcane Arts that would affect large areas in the central continent. However, this was the Scarlet Crescent ruins, and technically speaking was not on the central continent. Naturally, that agreement did not extend to this place.

But why did the other Morning Star not use it?

It was because there were usually extremely powerful spell formations in the ruins. If the range of the Arcane Arts were too large, there would definitely be a chain reaction that would not be beneficial to the Morning Star Magi.

The second was because Magi had entered in order to plunder resources. How could they use such a powerful technique and destroy everything? Did they not want the loot?

Only people like Leylin, who thought nothing was taboo and had the A.I. Chip to find the specific location of his opponent, dared to bulldoze through after determining there were no traps or counteracting spell formations.

This also had to do with the old man having yet to gain complete control. If not, with the activation of any of the true ancient spell formations, Leylin would definitely be unable to break through and might even be trapped to his death by the spell formation.

"But since I started it, the situation will immediately change…"

Leylin laughed wryly inside. This was the consequence, but thankfully, he'd already prepared himself mentally. Even if he did not gain much here, it was all worth it.

……

"Hm? These undulations? Morning Star Arcane Art?!"

Vicious energy undulations immediately passed through the range of the ruins. Almost all Morning Star understood in that instant.

"Since someone has already made the first move, we need to hurry up!"

Cybel glanced at the wall made of large amounts of vines, and immediately looked annoyed, "Get out of the way!"

"Of course, my lord!" Paul, who knew what Cybel was planning on doing, immediately retreated far into the distance in case he got injured.

Afterwards, frightening energy undulations gathered at Cybel's body, and a giant, all-annihilating storm even more terrifying than Philip's swept through the place…

"A bunch of youngsters who don't know how to follow rules!"

At the other end, a middle-aged man, golden all over like a god, shook his head helplessly. He put down a document in his hands.

"Anyway, someone has already taken control of a portion of the detection spell formation in the ruins. There's also that feeling of being spied on…"

The middle-aged man's brows furrowed, "I'm afraid that this truly must be the headquarters of the ancient Scarlet Crescent, and must have a high value. If news of how I had come here with a group of Morning Stars and yet was one-upped by someone else spreads, it'll definitely be a huge joke…"

"In that case!" The phantom of a giant gold lion appeared behind the middle-aged Magus.

Boom!* Just the pressure from the aura was enough for the entire building to collapse, the air shattering like iron chains.

"This feeling… These undulations… It's a great Radiant Moon Magus!"

Collins, as well as the other Morning Star Magi, began to look grim at the other end.

The phantom image of a golden lion in the horizon gave them a very bad feeling.

It was not just the Morning Stars of Jupiter's Lightning. Even the Warlocks of Spirit Circle and Wind Wolf Lair immediately sped up their movements, berserk energy waves emanating from them.

When they no longer had reservations, the terrifying destructive ability of Morning Star Magi were showcased completely.

"As expected, after I made the first move, it caused a chain reaction among the other Morning Stars. None of them are holding back anymore and charging in this direction…"

Leylin looked at the notebook that lay wide open. Many buildings had already been broken through by a few black dots, and there were warning sirens everywhere.

Gurgle… Gurgle…*

The old man was almost unconscious.

Never did he expect that, in just a short instant, these Morning Stars would suddenly turn into ancient oppressive beasts, the defensive spell formations like a mere joke in front of them.

At the thought that he had even thought of relying on the spell formations here to deal with them, cold sweat unceasingly dripped from the old man's forehead.

Leylin had yet to come up with a way to deal with the descendant of Scarlet Crescent. He had a very soft personality, and just by being threatened, he had immediately handed everything over, which included even the jurisdiction to control the Void Assassins. This saved Leylin some time, and also allowed the old man to escape the gruesome fate of having his soul searched.

It was not just this. On the other party's body, Leylin found the inheritance from his ancestor, which was quite a large harvest.

From his eyes, Leylin could tell that the old man still seemed to be hiding something. Time was scarce, however, and Leylin could not waste more time to settle it.

"What are you afraid of? The setup of an ancient Magus won't be that simple…"

Leylin shot the man a glance and spoke disdainfully. Though his earlier actions might have seemed reckless, the route had already gone through the A.I. Chip's meticulous probing and calculations, and he had not triggered any fundamental, large formations.

After all, for ancient Magi, Morning Star was the bare minimum level. How could there not be specific countering spell formations? Those Magi would probably soon be in trouble.

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Carelessness

"Ancient Morning Star Arcane Art — Ocean Crash!"

With a body thousands of metres tall, a monster with the head of a cow, body of a human and tentacles for feet emanated powerful energy undulations.

Behind it, four giant rings of light constantly flickered and fused, and the power of its point mass strengthened immensely from before, forming an alarming spell.

Like an ocean god had been enraged, great amounts of ocean water formed horses, goblins, dragons, and various other ancient beasts, drowning the large spell formation opposite it.

In front of the Morning Star Arcane Art, the large spell formation had broken out a powerful defensive force, but it was still smashed to smithereens, the vast ocean water bringing a great amount of pressure and washing through.

"This seems to be a cultivation base!"

Siebel's aura suddenly grew unstable before he returned to his human form that would consume less energy. He charged into the spell formation and began to rummage through as he wished.

The Arcane Art left the base in a mess, looking like ruins after the end of the world. Yet, there were still some intact objects lying in the dust and emanating light that attracted hi's attention.

"This is a Thousand-Eyed Worm Egg. It's so big, and can practically be exchanged for an astral stone of a similar quality…"

"And very concentrated refined gold. There's so much…" Siebel's eyes lit up, cheeks turning a rosy red.

Various famous and also unknown precious materials were lying on the ground like trash. Though many had been destroyed, they were still of high value.

Such enormous wealth was placed before him to be chosen from. Even in his life, this experience was very rare.

"Haha… If I'd known, I would have done this long ago. Though it might affect some treasures, I can save time and attack a few other areas…"

Siebel's eyes turned slightly red, as he scanned the ground and kept anything of value. He then left, reaching another area.

The surroundings of the large laboratory were flickering with crystal luster, obstructing Siebel like a city wall. At the door, there was a wooden sign that was a warning.

"Grandmaster Nuuk's Alchemy Laboratory! Do not disturb if you are not supposed to be here! You will bear the consequences!"

"He's already been dead for over tens of thousands of years. Who are you kidding?" Siebel had originally been surprised by the crimson words on the sign, feeling a chill down his spine, but the harvests he had reaped caused him to get greedy.

"Once I attack this place, I can move on to the core area. The treasures there must be even more amazing…"

Siebel's expression changed several times, but he gradually made his decision. Rays from innate spells of various ranks lit up from his body.

Of course, he had also set up several layers of defence, with magic equipment that looked like shells covering his body.

"Be ruined! Morning Star Arcane Art— Ocean Crash!"

The azure ocean that stretched as far as the eye could see, as well as the vicious ocean animals, immediately submerged the laboratory in front of him. All sorts of lights exploded, before dying down.

By the time Siebel was done, the laboratory had turned into a large ruins. All the spell runes had either been destroyed, smashed, or had disappeared.

"Haha… As expected! My guess was right!"

The counterattack he had expected did not arrive, and Siebel's face showed his elation. He first sent a few puppets forth cautiously, and after determining there was no danger ahead, pounced towards the ruins hastily and began to look through it.

Even Morning Star Magi did not get such chances often.

Meanwhile, spilledvarious violent and dangerous reactions were rapidly happening out of sight.

"Determined to be point mass reaction! Judged Morning Star-ranked enemy at area DK-34, activating counterattack spell formation."

Up in the air in the secret space, large amounts of vacant spaces fused together and formed the strange shape of a crystal ball. At the heart of it was an unusual human in black robes, eyes giving off crimson rays.

Traces of a mysterious aura were emitted along with the control room's command. In the area above what had been the laboratory, a concealed spell formation began to operate.

"Extrapolating force of point mass. Attribute determined to be: Water. Activating counterattack spell formation. Begin!"

"Hm? What's going on?" Siebel raised his head, and in that moment, his intuition as a Magus made him feel immensely threatened, some existence was giving him the chills.

"Not good! I need to leave immediately!" He turned into a blue silhouette as he darted out.

However, it was too late. With a terrifying, high-pitched sound, a large, crimson spell formation appeared in the air. Large numbers of runic chains formed a cage, trapping him inside.

"Target confirmed. Beginning annihilation." The icy, robotic voice immediately gave Siebel the feeling that he was in immense danger. However, as a Morning Star Magus, he would naturally not sit and wait to be killed.

"Ah! You want to kill me, just with this spell formation?" Siebel snarled, body exploding and revealing his true marine form.

At the same time, the enormous undulations from the Morning Star final technique appeared once more.

"Morning Star Arcane Art— Ocean Crash!"

A tremendous ocean descended, and many ancient creatures thundered as they charged straight for the runic chains.

Weng!* The attacks fell on the thin runic chains, but were not able to cause any damage at all. Large amounts of blue light were absorbed by the chains, causing Siebel's face to immediately turn pale.

"Ho-How?" Seeing a spell formation like this that could absorb a whole Morning Star Arcane Art, Siebel seemed to have been dealt a massive blow. Were Morning Star not able to do as they wished in the continent? Their Arcane Arts were even more horrifying, so how could this have happened?

Only now did he understand how terrifying ancient Magi were, but it was far too late.

Xiu!* A giant blue bow appeared, still having some of the power Siebel's own point mass as it shot out blue flames.

At the heart of the blue flames, there was a unique long arrow, the arrowhead having alarming black threads that distorted time and space.

Pu!* Like paper being ripped through, his defensive layers were pierced through by the blue arrow, and even the Morning Star Magus' famed soul force was rendered useless under the black threads.

The giant blue arrow pierced through Siebel's chest, pinning him to the ground.

"I… will actually here… in the hands of a trap…" Siebel's expression cycled, and he was unsure if he should laugh or cry.

Though these injuries would cause regular people or even Magi to die straightaway, Morning Star Magi had a vigorous life force and powerful vitality that still allowed them to struggle for their lives for a period of time.

"I never thought I'd die here. Thankfully, I still have the marine tribe's deity egg and can be reborn."

Siebel had a wry smile on his face, unwilling to part with the precious items and magic equipment he had found. However, there was no way around it.

The marine tribe's deity egg was a secret method of the marine tribe Magi to save one's life, for Morning Stars and above. It was able to separate one's blood, flesh and soul in the form of a marine egg, and after the fall of the main body, they would then be reborn in the egg.

As it was part of the Magus, after a period of training, it was possible to even return to the Morning Star realm!

Since it was so valuable, it was obviously extensively sought out. However, due to the limitations of the race, only the marine tribe were able to use it, causing many human Morning Stars to wring their hands in defeat.

Though there were some Magi who had one or even a few clones, if the main body fell, it was extremely difficult for the clone to reach Morning Star and was even considered impossible.

"Collection of soul aura complete. Beginning obliteration of soul brand."

At this moment, the icy robotic voice sounded once more, giving Siebel the impression that he was really in trouble.

Immediately after, he felt a strange force being transmitted to his body through the bow and arrow, and with the sensing abilities of his soul aura, felt it trace the source and reach a part of the past.

A scene suddenly appeared in his mind. It was that of when he had carefully placed the deity egg in his Magus Tower.

At that moment, multiple black threads were sent out, puncturing the deity egg.

"Oh! Noooo…" Siebel yelled while struggling. He could tell that with the changes in the scene, his original connection with the deity egg had been completely broken, and he would no longer have any chances at rebirth. In that case, if he were to die, it would truly be the end…

"How– How did it become like this?" Large amounts of blood spilt from the corner of Siebel's mouth, which then turned into blue bubbles that exploded. His eyes closed for eternity.

In ancient times, there were many Magi with clones or those who entrusted their lives elsewhere. The methods were strange and hard to be determined, but many Magi who had participated in the great ancient Magus war had still fallen.

Once the original was completely wiped out, even a Morning Star would be helpless.

Poof!* A spot of light that was like a morning star emerged from his body and, with the guidance of a stream of astral light, broke through the space and left.

This was a Morning Star Magus' point mass, holding his soul within.

Based on legends of the ancient Byron Empire, when Morning Star Magi completely died, their soul would return to the astral plane for eternity, floating in the deepest part of the astral plane and waiting for their next chance at reincarnation.

"Point mass discovered! Beginning seizure!"

A few large hands full of black runes emerged from the air and grabbed at the point mass. The formless force immediately spread throughout the area, causing the starlight to turn unsteady.

Sou!* Taking this opportunity, the large black hands grabbed hold of the point mass, disappearing into the darkness.

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Setup

Previously, hidden in the control room, the scenes of Siebel's death were displayed on the crystal screen for a pair of crimson eyes.

When the point mass was caught by the person behind this whole situation, the power bar increased by one unit on the side of the screen.

"…" The crimson light in that pair of eyes flickered intensely, but it soon subsided.

The chamber turned deathly silent again. A dark figure stayed at its spot, unmoving, unbreathing.

Meanwhile, news of Siebel's death swept through the entire ruins like a hurricane.

"What's this feeling?" Leylin's face changed the moment the astral plane opened automatically upon Siebel's death. He felt the fluctuation in the atmosphere of the astral plane and the point mass.

It was the same feeling he'd gotten when he'd killed Cyril, something he'd never forget.

"The death of a Morning Star Magus? The point mass returning to the astral plane?" Leylin mumbled in disbelief.

He took a long breath afterwards, "Sure enough, ancient ruins aren't this simple. Even this core control room could be a mere disguise, with another true one hidden somewhere else!"

Leylin had gotten this suspicion a little earlier. Even if the old man didn't have full authorisation, the defence of this place was far too weak. Now, it seemed it was only to be expected if this place was just a ruse that could only control the simplest spell formations.

Those powerful spell formations that had the power to suppress Morning Star Magi, and were even strong enough to kill them, were all hidden somewhere in the dark.

Leylin looked at the old man who was lying on the ground with sympathy when he thought of this.

It was obvious that his ancestor was of little importance in Scarlet Crescent, he had not even gotten a single bit of information about such matters.

"Anyway, all these things is none of my business. I've gotten what's important, and therefore, it's time to leave…" Leylin smiled, then flipped open the pale yellow notebook.

Even if the old man's ancestor did not have much status, they had been very careful and had even noted down a secret passageway for the sake of their descendants. It allowed Leylin to leave Scarlet Crescent directly without returning through the original route, which greatly reduced the level of danger.

"If this works out, the mission this time will truly have gone perfectly!"

Leylin rubbed his chin, "The others only know that I have entered the ruin, but they don't know what I have gained, there's still room for manipulation."

At the bottom of his heart was an idea about how to break apart the bloodline shackles, a gift from the ancient Wisdom Tree. This was priceless information for bloodline Warlocks.

Because of this, Leylin had to safeguard the secret, or else he could be rejected and even persecuted by the bloodline Warlocks.

"The timing's just right. I know Siebel's dead, but the rest of the Morning Star Magi aren't aware of this, which means he can be my scapegoat!"

Leylin could not help but sneer as he thought of what he saw in the core control room earlier on.

The other Morning Star Magi did not have the spell formation of this control room to monitor the entire ruin. At most, they only knew that one Morning Star Magus had perished, but they would not know which one it was.

In this case, it was possible for him to disguise himself as Siebel, it wasn't like the dead could talk.

"Transfiguration! Projection Technique!" With a thought, Leylin's aura changed, becoming similar to Siebel's.

But this was far from enough. His cover would be blown the moment a Morning Star Magus scanned him with soul force.

"I planned to use this for research or just to sell it off. Who knew I'd be using it now…" Leylin flipped his palm, revealing a translucent test tube. There was a tinge of blue blood in it, emanating light.

This was the blood Leylin had extracted from Siebel during their fight.

"Conceal the bloodline! This is going to remove all light and resist detection…" Leylin spoke in a half-singing and half-chanting voice.

These were Arcane Arts that the A.I. Chip had deduced from the inherited memories of the bloodline.

It enabled one to use the bloodline of the target, covering up their own aura and imitate the energy fluctuations on the target. Soul force would be unable to detect it.

Moreover, this was a long-lost arcane art of bloodlines. Leylin had witnessed it when he'd awakened his own Kemoyin bloodline. Other Morning Star Magi would definitely not have thought of it.

The spells sounded out as the test tube opened up in tandem with Leylin's incantation. The blue blood drifted into the air, turning into a hazy shadow that enveloped Leylin.

In the blink of an eye, Leylin looked as if he changed into another person. Not only did he have the same look as Siebel, even his aura mimicked those of the marine tribe.

It was so much so that the energy fluctuations of a Magus were emitted from him, as opposed to those of the vastly different Warlocks.

Even the Radiant Moon Magus of Jupiter's Lightning would find it hard to recognise him under such circumstances.

"Ma– Master?"

The old man who sat on the ground saw Leylin changing completely into someone else, and he could not help but stutter.

Leylin soon turned and looked at him, a trace of hostility flashing in his eyes.

……

Tremendous golden flames crackled and melted the void within seconds, clearing out a path of lava.

A blonde-haired middle-aged Warlock walked out with both hands behind him, followed by the phantom of a humongous golden lion.

"Right here! This is the first location where the energy fluctuations of a Morning Star Magus appeared. The core control room must be nearby!"

His brows furrowed while he glanced through the scenery on both sides. Looking at the huge depression and the remaining seawater, he frowned.

"Was I too late?"

Bang!* Just then, the core control room nearby exploded, and a ferocious blaze engulfed everything.

The Warlock snorted with disdain, and a huge amount of fire was absorbed by the phantom at his back in an instant. His powerful soul force scanned around and discovered a blue figure immediately.

"Are you still trying to leave?" He smiled sarcastically, while a ray of golden lightning shot out immediately from the phantom behind him, quickly arriving at the blue figure.

"Arcane Art— Myriad Waves!"

An illusory domain in the form of a blue ocean was emanated from the blue figure, and a large surge of waves rushed ahead to form a huge wall that shielded him.

Ka-cha!* Golden lightning split the waves apart, revealing the original form of the trembling fellow.

This was a giant who was a few meters tall, covered in blue skin. The inhuman aura was obvious.

"Marine Giant Siebel? Indeed, he was the fellow guarding this region, and one of the first to enter the ruins…" The middle-aged Warlock nodded, then he saw Siebel's figure flicker before he fled quickly.

"You can't escape!" Wayde, the Radiant Moon Warlock followed after him right away. As the blue giant was the first to reach the core control room, he must have gotten lots of treasure. Just the structural plans of the ruins would have him green with envy.

"Hand me everything you've obtained, and I will allow your truesoul back into the astral plane!" Wayde looked indifferent, but the phantom lion behind him started to fidget.

'Only a fool will stay still…' Half of Leylin's body was severely burnt, but his figure moved swiftly in the ruins to escape. Even though the situation was bad, he had managed to escape from Wayde for the moment with the guidance of the map he had acquired.

Leylin put in huge effort to disguise himself as Siebel in this time period. Not only had he changed his aura completely using the Arcane Art, he had also used the data recorded by the A.I. Chip to imitate his domain, perfecting the facade.

With the aura, domain, and even the face matching, even if Leylin told him the truth now, Wayde wouldn't believe him.

Not to mention that he'd spent a lot of effort to conceal his powerful spells. With the rush he was in, his opponent would not have a single clue about his identity.

As for the old man and the core control room, Leylin had destroyed them both; he would never let someone who knew his secrets to live. After all, once the old man fell into another's hands, his disguise would be rendered useless.

'I didn't expect him to be this fast… Moreover, he's a rank 5 Magus who excels at lightning-based attacks!' Leylin smiled wryly. He had disguised himself as Siebel, and even had to mimic his spells. Despite the fact that Leylin knew water could not outpower lightning, he continued to use water spells to fight against Wayde as he could not risk exposing himself.

What was worse was that the opponent was way too fast. He had been caught unprepared.

However, it was all worth it.

A trace of a smile showed up on Leylin's face, and blue light flickered in his eyes as he tested Wayde's patience with the help of the numerous spell formations in the ruins.

At last, Wayde fumed with rage at the slippery moves of the Morning Star Magus before him, and did not want to probe Siebel any longer.

"Void Devourer!" His hand reached out ferociously, and the phantom opened its monstrous mouth in an attempt to swallow him.

Buzz!* As if a massive black hole had appeared in the void, everything distorted and disappeared into the lion's monstrous mouth.

'This was what I was waiting for!' Leylin's eyes glinted, and he hid behind another huge bell tower.

Crack!* The bell tower was broken, and even the foundation was uprooted by the suction force.

Buzz!* A strong wave of energy appeared, unveiling a complex spell formation hidden underground.

"Hmmm, what's this? Power from the core?" Wayde's brows furrowed. Soon, he was buried in crimson spell formations that came out of the blue.

"Intruder spotted, Radiant Moon Warlock!" A cold mechanic voice sounded.

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The Continuation

"Success!" Not far away, the golden lion phantom was trapped in a crimson spell formation. Seeing it growl continuously, Leylin clenched his fist resolutely.

Since he had the guts to take Siebel's place, he naturally also had a way out.

Many important locations were marked out on the notebook he had seized. The energy hub was one of the most important places. Leylin was confident that once this area was attacked, the hidden defense program would immediately be activated.

After all, he had intentionally avoided many spell formations along the way, and used Morning Star Arcane Arts with restraint. Thus, he appeared relatively harmless. Needless to say, the program would deal with the more terrifying rank 5 Warlock first.

A Radiant Moon Warlock was not to be trifled with. Even in the ancient times, such a Warlock was a strong contender that conquered.

The collisions between these two would instantly devastate their surroundings, causing an already chaotic region to become even more disordered.

Even if there were any problems or clues left behind, they would have been quickly wiped out in the destruction.

As the golden lion phantom continued growling, Leylin smiled coldly, his body completely fading into the void.

The ruins no longer held any attraction for Leylin. The dangers would increase exponentially, and forcing himself to stay wouldn't bring him any benefits as well. Leylin thus decided to evacuate.

……

Half a month later, Phosphorescence Swamp, Ouroboros Clan headquarters, inside of Leylin's huge castle.

"How were the ruins of Scarlet Crescent?" Leylin was now wearing a loose robe and conversing leisurely with someone else through the screen in front of him.

Paul's figure surfaced on the screen, just that he seemed a little gloomy. Even his tentacles were drooping listlessly. Evidently, he didn't receive any good news.

"It has been confirmed that the ruins of Scarlet Crescent have been completely closed. The coordinates have all become invalid, and I reckon that it has undertaken a spatial jump!" Paul didn't look too well.

Previously, with the directions from the notebook, Leylin had managed to escape unharmed through a spatial path that had opened up. Hence, he also missed the drastic changes that had taken place afterwards in the ruins. Of course, this was how he avoided danger.

It was only after Paul and company emerged in a fluster that Leylin found out about what had happened in the ruins.

It turned out that the ancient Magi from the Scarlet Crescent had left behind an Adamantine Golem in the ruins, which acted as the control centre.

This Adamantine Golem had an intelligence on par with humans, and could think like a normal human being, except that it was equipped with a program to comply with orders.

What was even more special was that not only had this Adamantine Golem mastered all the ancient spell formations in the ruins, it could also recharge itself by devouring Morning Star Magus point masses!

During the previous fight, upon discovering that it couldn't defeat the rank 5 Warlock, Wayde, the Adamantine Golem immediately started attacking the other Morning Star Magi in the ruins.

Numerous ancient spell formations had surfaced, costing Paul and company dearly.

In front of spell formations specially deployed by the ancient Magi, even Morning Stars were destined to fall. Blair and another Morning Star had fallen straight away from Spirit Circle. On Wind Wolf Lair's end, Philip was seriously injured while Palesa fell directly. Even Cybel, the strongest of them all, was severely wounded, and was rumored to have almost fallen from his Morning Star position.

On the other hand, Jupiter's Lightning was no better. At least half of their men suffered grave injuries, while the remaining few had superficial wounds.

After recharging through absorbing numerous point masses, the Adamantine Golem started to show its prowess. With the assistance of the many ancient spell formations, even Wayde was wounded and eventually chased out.

The other Morning Stars had to get themselves out of danger one by one. Paul was lucky; he had managed to jostle his way into a spatial crack, and was teleported to the border of the Magus world, which saved his life.

From then onwards, the Scarlet Crescent ruins vanished from Crystal Mountain. Other Magi came forth afterwards, but no matter how hard they tried to scout it out, not even a trace of the place could be found.

According to the judgment of a few specialists, the Adamantine Golem must have activated a spatial jump right after attaining sufficient energy, teleporting the ruins away.

Under such a situation, these Magi were so stunned that they could only drop the idea of going in for another round of looting.

As for Leylin? He fabricated a lie about how he hadn't gained a lot after entering the pocket dimension, and had immediately backed out after the rank 5 battle started.

This, of course, raised doubts from Cybel and the others, but those were only suspicions. Furthermore, as they had just lost a great deal of strength, they were in no position to question Leylin.

Additionally, someone else had taken the limelight away from Leylin.

"Oh right, has Sebel been found?" Leylin asked seriously, trying to contain his laughter.

Due to Wayde's allegations and other evidence, many Morning Stars unanimously agreed that the Marine Giant Siebel of Jupiter's Lightning had gained the most fortune from the ruins, and had even intruded into the core control room.

Jupiter's Lightning reacted relatively strangely. They declared that Siebel had already fallen and perished. Even the deity egg in the Magus Tower was damaged. This did raise some suspicions.

However, the Warlocks led by Wayde were enemies with them, and thus did not receive any response. They could only try to probe for information on the sly.

"He hasn't! As you know, prophesying about a Morning Star Magus is really troublesome, especially with the presence of the Morning Star domain. Coupled with the radiation from the Magus himself, even a Radiant Moon Magus specializing in prophecy spells cannot solve such problems. We need someone that is at least a Breaking Dawn, and he has to be an expert in prophesies…"

Paul gave a forced laugh. A Breaking Dawn throne specializing in prophesies? Leylin smirked. Such a person has never been seen before in the central continent.

"We suffered many losses this time round, and returned with only injuries. Only you managed to reap some decent gains!" Paul seemed sour, which was rare. He stared at Leylin's right ear.

Leylin gave a light laugh and touched his earlobe. A crescent accessory covered his ear, casting a crescent shadow.

This was a high-grade magic equipment: the Scarlet Earring! After confirming that it didn't pose any danger, Leylin immediately put it on.

A high-grade magic equipment! Even Morning Star Magi would be envious. After all, even the raw materials of such an item have disappeared from the face of the central continent for a long time, thus it would be impossible to produce it again.

Perhaps only the Breaking Dawn noble powers who have explored other worlds and obtained loads of resources might own a few of these items.

Most of the magic equipment that Leylin had seen before were low-grade items, and even middle-grade items were rare. It wouldn't be hard to guess the value of this high-grade piece magic equipment.

Not only did Leylin escape unscathed, he even reaped relatively huge gains. It was no wonder that Paul was envious of him.

It was only after much deliberation did Leylin that decide to display this magic equipment. His previous actions may have appeared suspicious; if the first batch of Magi who entered left without a single piece of loot, it would attract unwanted attention.

Now, the appearance of the Scarlet Earring would serve as a reasonable explanation for all that happened.

Paul thought to himself, 'If it was me, perhaps I would have been satisfied with the discovery of the Scarlet Earring as well. It would have been enough for me to stop there and find my way out instead.'

What was more miraculous was how the complete disappearance of the Scarlet Crescent ruins had made most of the contract that Leylin signed with them obsolete. He didn't even have to redistribute what he'd obtained.

Initially, when they decided upon the allocation, they had included the entire ruins as one of the most important lands. Now that they had suffered a dead loss, the agreement would naturally lose its validity as well.

This was definitely beneficial for Leylin.

He was prepared to keep the secret of the ancient Wisdom Tree until his death. It was only an intelligence report anyway, and didn't occupy much of his share. Withholding this piece of information and then distributing his profits fairly would deceive everyone.

Now that he was the sole owner of all the shares, it was even better.

As the previous agreement was made obsolete, anything obtained from the ruins would be belong to the person who found it. No matter how jealous Paul was, he couldn't do anything about it.

With such a high-grade magic equipment, it was needless to say that Leylin's strength would increase exponentially. Now that Cybel was suffering from heavy losses, they couldn't make things ugly even if they wanted to, as their strength could not be compared to Leylin's.

Not only that,Spirit Circle and Wind Wolf Lair had suffered great losses in terms of strength. The successive fall of their Morning Stars caused problems to surface in their rule. Enemies from before also started getting themselves ready for action.

In such uncertain times, they would be more than willing to receive external assistance from Leylin, who had good connections. This would be more favourable than allowing him to side with their enemies.

That was how this matter passed.

'If it were not for the two Radiant Moons!' Leylin secretly added on.

Although Leylin had tried his best to cover his tracks through questioning himself, it was hard to guarantee that he didn't leave any traces behind at all. If the Scarlet Crescent ruins were found, or even broken into, it would be possible to find gaps through on-site tests.

There were many tricks up the sleeves of those Radiant Moon Magi, many of which he would not have even thought of. Thus, there was still a hidden danger.

But what was a little risk compared to these returns?

Furthermore, the Radiant Moon Warlock on Leylin's end, Wayde, was very certain that the Marine Giant Siebel was the main culprit. This imperceptibly lifted immense pressure off Leylin. Since he had long offended that Radiant Moon Magus from Jupiter's Lightning, a little more enmity wouldn't make much difference.

"Oh right, Sir Leylin, you seemed to have gained a lot from this trip to the Scarlet Crescent ruins. I have a few items here as well, how about a mutual exchange?" Paul finally revealed his true intention of making the call.

Although both he and Leylin had obtained a few items in the ruins, they might not be fit for use, thus it was vital to exchange items of equivalent value.

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Morning Star Area

"Alright, we can make the trade in the Morning Star trading area!" Leylin said after a moment and nodded. He then ended the call.

The point of the transaction was a small plane that was accessed and linked through the astral gate. It was the channel to which Cybel gave Leylin access for trading amongst Morning Star Warlocks.

That was a large camp and trading area built together by a few Breaking Dawn Warlocks, and Leylin was delighted.

Though his Magus Tower and astral gate were still under construction, he could still travel through another astral gate.

While pondering over this, Leylin entered a large honeycomb-like structure in the technological section.

Here was an astral gate that could be used.

"Your Grace!" Schadt brought a group of Warlocks in white coats that looked very much like researchers from his previous world, and bowed to Leylin.

"En! I want to use the astral gate here. The rest of you can leave first." Leylin waved his arms, sending Schadt and the rest away.

With his current status, Schadt did not dare say more. He immediately brought his subordinates away, giving up the spacious laboratory to Leylin.

"Astral Gate!" Leylin saw a giant stone gate in the spell formation at the centre.

Around the stone gate were blue flames that formed a giant bundle of light and covered everything. If Leylin wasn't at the Morning Star realm, he might not even see the true body constructed of astral stones.

The stone gate was simple yet dignified, spatial runes roving around and revolving every once in a while as they emanated a unique luster.

"Astral plane! What a vast, wide place. I wonder if I'll be able to explore it to its depths in my lifetime…" Leylin sighed. He had a premonition. Perhaps… When he completely understood the secrets of the astral plane, he would achieve his goal of immortality!

[Beep! Astral gate opened. Please determine coordinates!] The A.I. Chip's robotic voice sounded.

The giant stone gate emitting blue astral light began to rumble, a large black whirlpool appearing in the middle. Boundless silver spatial rays shot out from within, as well as a vast, mysterious astral aura.

"Go!" With a wave of his hand, a point of light that was like a star landed on the astral gate.

These were the coordinates to the Morning Star trading area that Paul had given him. After the A.I. Chip had recorded it down, he could use soul force and turn the location into a point of light.

The coordinates of different worlds and plans were very different from the 2D plane coordinates in Leylin's previous life. It was definitely not 3D either, but something that constantly warped and jumped in curves. At the same time, they seemed to have some point of reference in the astral plane and formed a specific frequency.

Even with the powerful calculative abilities of the A.I. Chip, it was still unable to simulate the entire process. Only through continuous use could it be completely understood.

When the point of light that was like a star landed on the surface of the stone gate, a startling change happened.

Bzzzz!* The astral gate trembled, the countless wandering runes emitting an alarming luster. The two sides of the gate opened with a rumble, revealing a spatial passageway that was like a galaxy.

"As expected, the consumption is very little. Just the reserves of astral stones that I borrowed can be used for three days or more!"

Leylin was in no hurry to enter, only watching the A.I. Chip as it recorded data, and couldn't help but nod.

The operating rules of the astral gate still had to abide by the most fundamental physical laws. The further the teleportation, the greater the consumption. The Morning Star trading region was at the edges of the Magus World, and the consumption was obviously low, to the point that it was negligible. It was very convenient in moving manpower or cargo.

"Hm? That's not right! This Morning Star area is obviously a strategic location for large bases and war movements of high-ranked Warlocks!" Leylin was startled, but immediately understood.

With a point of communication in the Morning Star area, as long as organisations had Morning Star Warlocks and astral gates, they could be sent aid from the Morning Star area through astral gates, and could even have Warlocks from the union lend their support!

It could be said that the Morning Star area, along with the astral gates, was a huge teleportation network that linked all bloodline Warlock organisations

"What an amazing plan! Such a convenient method of receiving aid, and very flexible as well. It's no wonder that bloodline Warlock organisations are spread throughout the central continent, and are still so close. There doesn't seem to be any issues that might divide them…"

The more Leylin thought about it, the more clear it was. He couldn't help but begin to admire those Radiant Moon Warlocks for their thoughts and decision.

Of course, the requirements to enter the teleportation formation was very high. There needed to be at least one Morning Star Warlock or above, as well as an astral gate.

Any one of the Dukes of the Ouroboros Clan could have sent for help from the Morning Star region through the astral gate. The invaders would immediately be destroyed, and Leylin would not have had to risk his life alone.

At this thought, Leylin had little to say.

If he had obtained the coordinates to the Morning Star region earlier, things would not have been so difficult for him, to the point that he needed to gamble on some things.

However, it wasn't too late. The connection between the Ouroboros Clan and the Morning Star area was established once again, and he could obtain reinforcements any time. He would not have to be as cautious as before.

Leylin laughed, a trace of dark soul force emitting from the area between his brows and into the passageway.

Since it was the first time he was making contact with the Morning Star area, he would not put himself in danger. On top of that, the consumption of having his body going through as compared to just his soul force was much higher. Using his soul force would save a lot of energy.

It had to be said that sometimes, Leylin was a very miserly Magus.

The spatial travel was very quick this time, and the repercussions were mild. Leylin focused his mind on the soul force, and immediately felt it going through the astral gate and linking with another small-scaled plane.

"Foreigner, this is the gathering area of bloodline Warlocks. State your name and status!"

Just as the soul force reached the outer regions of the plane, Leylin felt a powerful undulation being transmitted to him. That was the bloodline aura unique to Radiant Moon Warlocks, ruthlessly scanning Leylin's soul force.

'A Radiant Moon Warlock, and their real body at that! This must be the protector in charge of the Morning Star area,' Leylin wondered inside, his soul force emitting a stream of information.

"I am Leylin Farlier of the Ouroboros Clan." At the same time, the dark soul force instantly sent out a layer of crimson brilliance, with the aura of the Kemoyin bloodline.

The unique power of a Warlock's bloodline, as well as the aura of the Giant Kemoyin Serpent, symbolised his status. It was a mark that was difficult for others to imitate.

"En! Cybel's brought you up before, and the bloodline power is correct. Welcome home, little guy!" The conscient immediately turned friendly, sending Leylin some words of encouragement and retreating into the other plane.

Leylin's soul force did not hesitate and followed him in.

"Is this the Morning Star area?" A streak of dark light formed a black human figure. Leylin couldn't help but look around, fascinated.

He was now in a large square. Raising his head, he could see a shattered sky, with nebulae and giant protective stars and the like in the spatial cracks.

Above some of the protective stars, there was a huge ring of light that was even larger than the sun, looking as if it was about to fall.

High-ranked Warlocks could be seen walking around the square on occasion. Compared to the small-scaled gathering before, Leylin now saw even more Morning Star Warlocks, and with some, he could not even sense the source of their bloodline.

This was the point where high-ranked bloodline Warlocks in the central continent gathered, and naturally could not be compared to the last time.

Leylin began to observe carefully. The Warlocks here were naturally at the Morning Star realm and above, their bodies all having unique auras. Some looked completely different from regular humans just from their outer appearance.

It was evident that this was not their first time here. They were not surprised by Leylin's presence in the square, going about their own matters.

Some of them had descended with their real bodies, while there were others like Leylin with just a thread of their soul force changed into flames, bundles of light, or other shapes.

"Paul, I'm here!" Leylin's soul force turned into a rune and sent out a message to the imprint.

Almost instantly, he received a reply, "Welcome, welcome! Are you at the square? Wait, I'll come get you!"

Minutes later, a large steel puppet reached the square, its sapphire eyes shooting out light and immediately finding Leylin's location.

Identifying people by their soul force was the main method Morning Star Warlocks used to distinguish people. They were rarely wrong.

Seeing Leylin staring at his puppet, Paul couldn't help but chuckle, "Haha… my friend! It's your first time here. I'll gift you a steel puppet soon, since it's slightly inconvenient without a body!"

Morning Star Warlocks used astral stones very sparingly, and if it was not necessary, they would not try to pass through with their real bodies. Instead, through their soul force, they would prepare a clone or puppet, and things would be fine.

The black figure formed from the thread of Leylin's soul force laughed and spoke, "This isn't bad either. Aren't you going to bring me around?"

"Of course!" The large steel puppet immediately led the way, every step causing an earthquake, attracting the attention of many Warlocks.

"This is the Morning Star area, the holy land of bloodline Warlocks. It's also where all our strength and hope lies!" Paul explained.

"You should understand how trading and everything works, right?"

"Of course. A network of teleportation spell formations spanning across the central continent! As expected, it's a huge project!" Leylin sucked in a deep breath.

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Protected Star Trading

"Yes. Through the Morning Star Area, any Morning Star Warlock can get support at anytime. Even if our brothers are spread throughout the central continent, this place can still keep us closely linked."

Paul's words held a tone of awe, and the respect he held towards the Warlocks who had thought up this plan was obvious.

"Yes. If I had had the coordinates to the Morning Star Area the last time, things wouldn't have been so difficult…" Leylin sounded helpless as he sighed.

"Haha… but it's not too late to know now!" The hand of the steel puppet seemed to pat Leylin's shoulder, but went through the black figure.

As if trying to hide his embarrassment, Paul immediately laughed as he spoke. "Oh! By the way, all of our bloodline Warlock organisations provide each other with long-distance delivery services. Of course, they take a fee, and need to be on good terms with the other party!"

"Bloodline Warlocks are very united…" Leylin's eyes shone, immediately knowing the function of this service.

Even if it was the airship network of the Monarch of the skies, it would take years to travel from one end of the central continent to the other. In the process, they had to move across countless dangerous regions, and even Morning Stars would find this troublesome.

Unless it was absolutely necessary, other Magi would stay in their own territories, and seldom conducted super long-distance travels.

With the teleportation through the Morning Star Area, travelling to any region in the central continent could happen in an instant as long as there was a Morning Star Warlock organisation there.

Of course, as the teleportation was through the astral gate, the arrival would be at the other party's headquarters or even Magus Tower.

This served as a threat to the Warlocks who teleported over. The Warlocks that received them would not easily reveal secrets of their nest to another Warlock.

This required a certain amount of trust from both sides, as well as unity.

However, Leylin believed that with the huge pressure from the external world, and the coordination of the few Radiant Moon Warlocks in the inner circles, this was not yet a problem.

"The space here is large, and there are many uninhabited areas. As long as you take control of it, it's yours and you're free to do as you like, as long as you don't encroach on public territory!"

Paul continued on, "I have a castle outside, but you need to be careful. In these uninhabited regions, there are vengeful spirits and the like. Things will get very complicated if you get hurt, since it's malice that has been amassed in a location."

Leylin looked grim as he nodded, tactfully not asking what had happened to the people who had fallen to this state.

"By the way… Where is the trading hall?"

Leylin took a quick look. After walking out of the square from before, there were only a few shops here and there, with some puppets or clones inside selling personal items. Some of the shops had even closed their doors, only accepting members.

However, just the light from the front desk had Leylin in a daze. The astral stones that he had found so difficult to acquire when he was rank 3 seemed to be of less value, with each shop having a couple pieces.

There were obviously many treasures here. Leylin even saw quite a few medium-grade magic equipment.

However, what confused Leylin was that the trading hall that he was looking for could not be found. Even after he walked a whole round through the trading area, he could not find anything that resembled a building.

"Uh… Lord Leylin, my castle isn't too far away. How about we go there andrest, sampling rainbow juice and jewelled meat from the Gourmet World? How about it?" Paul awkwardly laughed.

Leylin's expression turned cold with dissatisfaction. Paul was obviously afraid that after seeing the trading hall, he would be able to accurately gauge the real value of his items, thus disabling his ability to take advantage of him.

"Hehe… Big octopus, are you swindling newbies again?" Before Leylin had even flared up, a large flower that looked like a rose giggled from the side.

The rose looked about the size of a regular human, its roots twisting around each other and forming something similar to a human's two feet. A little girl's face appeared at the stamen.

"Hey, newbie! The public area for trading is above you. Just look up and you'll know. No need to thank me…"

The giant human-shaped flower hummed while skipping off, while Paul's face turned red. Thankfully, he was now controlling a puppet, and it was not evident.

"Above me?!"

Leylin raised his head in amazement, staring at the large, starry skies that were like the universe, particularly at the giant star that looked ready to fall. Numerous rings of light formed a pattern around her, bright and beautiful.

"Could it be?!"

Leylin was shocked, soul force immediately extending to the protective star.

Rumble!* Like a universe exploding, information streamed into Leylin's brain. If he had not already reached Morning Star realm and had some experience in the past, he might explode from this onslaught of data.

"Selling 5632 g astral stone! Accepting exchange with item of equal value!"

"High grade meditation technique— Void Phantom, total of five levels. Complete. Requesting…"

"Purchasing bloodlines, remains or even goods from ancient creatures at a high price. Price will be favorable. Add me immediately!" At the side was a secret imprint symbol.

"Medium-grade magic equipment trade. I need a defensive magic equipment. Any difference in price can be compensated with another hundred star gems!"

"Selling living beings— Desolate Bone Wolf tribe, as well as a wolf king with a limit of rank 3!"

"Selling spatial Arcane Art, as well as an incomplete spatial coordinate. If interested, please hurry…"

Leylin's eyes flashed with blue, the A.I. Chip quickly turning and gathering all this information, forming a large price list and a curved line of the selling price.

Leylin chuckled, clearly understanding the preciousness and general prices of certain items.

"Haha… The weather's quite good!" Paul laughed. "Lord Leylin, there's too much chaotic information here. I just wanted you to get some rest…"

Paul said something even he wouldn't fall for. Would soul force need rest?

Unexpectedly, Leylin immediately agreed. "Lord Paul, please lead the way!"

"Wha- What? You still want to go to the castle? Oh, no, no! I mean… are you not going to take a look at the market?" Paul was slightly confused and even bewildered, to the point that he forgot his words.

"Haha! Spirit Circle is my Ouroboros Clan's ally, so I obviously believe you! Besides, I'm rather curious about the rainbow juice and jeweled meat!" Leylin lifted his head and chuckled, looking as if he did not mind. Paul was immediately touched.

What he did not realise was in the moment Leylin laughed, there was a cold glint in his eyes.

After walking out of the public area, everything instantly seemed desolate. The Morning Star Area was a plane after all, and no matter how many of their few Radiant Moon Warlocks had dealt with it, they could not attend to every single area.

Even public places were frequented only by Morning Star Warlocks, and thus appeared like a ghost town.The area was large but there were few people, and the frequency of an individual occupying a lot of land was extremely high.

The situation was even worse outside. Besides a few castles and buildings like that near the public region, the other areas were basically a wasteland.

The vengeful spirits formed of malicious thoughts and ill intent were very stubborn and difficult to deal with.

Before a complete 'purification', even Radiant Moon Warlocks had few methods to deal with it. They could only allow them to lie around idly, not even able to make use of them.

They headed all the way to Paul's castle.

While it was called a castle, Warlocks' aesthetics were rather different from those ordinary people. The castle in front of Leylin was a few large spheroids floating in the air, with a column connecting the bottom to the ground.

"Look! This is the castle I designed myself. What beautiful arches! And that feeling of complete perfection! Oh! It makes me want to recite a poem…" Paul was obviously in a good mood, but Leylin politely declined.

On the ground, there was an installation similar to an elevator. The smart butler immediately recognised Paul's aura, sending him and Leylin into the castle.

"Haha… This area is rather crude with only a few refined-gold servants. Don't take offence…" Leylin brought Leylin to a strangely-shaped hall to sit, and an intellectual servant immediately brought a round plate over.

Inside was juice that was spilling over with an aroma, as well as roasted meat.

The juice was poured in a transparent glass cup, but revealed a seven-coloured luster, similar to a rainbow. The meat, too, had a tint on the surface similar to jewels.

These two were food from another world. Even Morning Star Magi would have difficulty obtaining this. The taste was amazing, and though Paul usually could not bring himself to enjoy it, he had taken it out and shown off his treasure for Leylin's sake.

"It's alright!" Leylin laughed as he shook his head. While he knew that in theory, they could move migrants here to work, the purification was not thorough enough. Besides Morning Stars, even other low-ranked Warlocks might not be able to handle the contamination, much less regular people.

Perhaps… The union head had already attempted at experiments in this area, only to be met with failure.

Leylin did not think into this, picking up his cutlery in a practised manner and elegantly cutting himself a piece of jeweled meat.

"Oh!" The moment the piece of meat on the fork entered his mouth, the delicious juice from the meat combined with a unique aroma and began to attack Leylin's taste buds, causing every cell in his body to rejoice.

"That is delicious! I'm not going to hold back then!"

Mind ready to take some revenge, he began to enjoy the food without restraint, feeling a thrill go through him as he watched Paul's heartache.

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Soul Issue

The Gourmet World was another world in the astral plane.

Rumours from ancient times had it that even a brook or a rock would taste supremely delicious there.

This was the pinnacle of enjoyable food, and many Magi could not resist the temptation.

Based on Leylin's knowledge, the Warlock Union had yet to have any records of a successful attack on another world, which made these all the more precious.

Seeing the delicacies in front of Leylin constantly being consumed, Paul's robotic face seemed to be in anguish, especially the soul force that unwittingly showed his emotions. Leylin was even more cheerful as he ate quicker.

Though his main body wasn't here, the pleasures felt by soul force could be connected to the main body.

When Paul could no longer endure this, Leylin raised his head properly, "Lord Paul! Seems like we can now discuss the issues about trading the spoils…"

The look of grievance Paul had on his face had Leylin laughing inside, but his expression was even more serious. Paul wanted to vomit blood.

……

After coming out from Paul's place, Leylin's expression still held a smile.

Though he had taken a hasty look, the A.I. Chip had already remembered the prices of everything in the trading market, giving Leylin a price list of objects used by Morning Stars and above.

With this list, Paul's thoughts of taking advantage of Leylin's unfamiliarity with market price was thoroughly fruitless, and he had even suffered a loss of great amounts of treasures from the Gourmet World.

Recalling his expression of wanting to vomit blood, Leylin felt the urge to laugh.

Of course, Spirit Circle was still Ouroboros Clan's ally, and Leylin had not gone too far. At least, when he had been eating the meat, he'd thrown a few bones to Paul.

When he sold off some of the treasures from Scarlet Crescent at a slightly discounted price, Paul's dead expression eased slightly. That said, the other party would definitely not dare deceive him anymore.

Boom!* Yellow earth exploded, and a giant black figure strode forward, each step causing the surroundings to tremble.

"As expected, a puppet is easier to use than soul force!" Leylin controlled the giant black steel puppet, extremely satisfied.

The soul force from before had only been a virtual body, and he could not do many things. On top of that, the energy consumption was high. Now that he had the puppet, it was like giving his soul force a layer of clothing. Not only could he do things that needed a corporeal body, even the energy consumption had lessened.

This puppet was obviously not Paul's. Leylin had teleported one over himself.

After negotiating the trade, the two of them had immediately used the astral gate and sent over the items, finishing the trade in an instant. The teleportation fees were meagre, but Paul took responsibility for that. Leylin had taken the opportunity and sent over a puppet for himself, causing Paul to roll his eyes.

"Something I made myself is easier to use. Besides, I don't dare touch any of that octopus' things. Who knows what soul scrying techniques or traps are inside…"

Leylin was still quite fearful towards the most mysterious branch of bloodline Warlocks, the spirit Warlocks.

"Hm?!" Leylin's eyes flashed, having discovered something. His body turned into a black figure, colliding into a little hill like a savage beast.

Boom!* The hill exploded, sending rocks flying everywhere. While dust flew everywhere, a human figure flew out.

The human figure looked thin and small, and its body was translucent. One was somewhat able to see the scenery behind it.

"A vengeful spirit that possesses worldly malice?" Leylin burst out in laughter, soul force forming a large hand and grabbing it.

By the time his opponent came before him, Leylin realised that the vengeful spirit looked to be only 13 or 14 years old. It looked like a delicate boy, eyes still holding fear.

"The environment isn't bad here, and the vengeful spirit created here is considered top-rate even in the central continent. Should I take over a place and build a spirit experimentation area or something…"

Leylin watched the boy's faint figure in the large hand, stroking his chin.

This vengeful spirit was completely intimidated by Leylin's terrifying pressure, and could only tremble.

"Hm? Is this power the malice of the world?" While grabbing the boy, Leylin felt a strange force emitting from the body, and even trying to invade his soul force.

This was a force similar to the force of destiny, yet at the same time also similar to Gaia's extensive will. If not for Leylin having researched deeply into these two areas, he might not even have noticed it.

"If it was a complete and powerful world, even Morning Stars would be unable to handle its malice. It's a pity…"

Leylin sighed. This was merely a plane, and it was broken. Even Gaia's will had been defeated at the hands of Radiant Moon Warlocks till it was in tatters. If not, it would not have only this amount of strength.

Gaia's will was, in actuality, the culmination of common trains of thought amongst living bodies, and even non-living bodies such as the earth and ocean.

Now, however, all intellectual beings of this plane had been exterminated, leaving behind vengeful spirits, and allowing Warlocks to take over more of it.

Perhaps… Tens of thousands of years later, humans would thrive. Gaia's will, which would be protective of the new humans and Warlocks' benefits, would completely replace the original will here, and beat these down.

"This sort of malicious intent depends on the entire plane. If a new Gaia is not created, or the area is completely destroyed, this situation will not completely die away. It will be very troublesome…"

Leylin's brows furrowed. Soul force began to quiver with a specific undulation, immediately shaking out this malicious intent.

Bang!* The faint figure of the boy in his hands immediately looked sinister and quickly exploded, turning into streams of black air and dissipating.

"How long will it be until all the mysteries of the soul are laid bare before me?"

Leylin observed the desolate area, sighing ruefully as he commanded, "A.I. Chip! Show me the progress on the simulation of the fifth level of Kemoyin's Pupil!"

[Beep! Progress of 5th level of meditation technique, Kemoyin's Pupil: 30%!] The A.I. Chip loyally intoned. This number had been stuck here for a long while, and if he did not make any breakthrough, he would probably not be able to make any progress.

Looking at this number, Leylin sighed silently.

In terms of a Magus' progress, progress from ranks 1 to 3 relied on spiritual force. From 4 to 6, it would touch on the soul. The even more mysterious rank 7 required the grasping of some power of the world, or in other words— laws!

Leylin was now stuck in the training of the soul.

Kemoyin's Pupil only had four levels, and there was no elaboration on the later realms. Leylin could only grope around blindly.

However, soul force was hard to understand. Even the A.I. Chip now could not completely come up with the date of others. How could he conduct simulations and the like?

'Perhaps even rank 5 or 6 Magi or Warlocks might not be able to fully understand the working of souls. In addition, while strengthening soul force, one can only rely on meditation techniques and long periods of time…'

Leylin couldn't help but recall the Wing of the Sun. Even this top-grade meditation technique's explanation about souls was not clear. The author had often marked speculation and guesses. That meant that even a terrifying rank 6 being like the Sun's Child did not have enough understanding of the soul, and only depended on the characteristics of its race to gain power.

'Compared to Magi, Warlocks use the power of their bloodlines to strengthen the soul. Most of the time, nobody understands how it works. Meditation techniques mostly teach how to activate the power of the bloodline, which is why their knowledge on souls is even lesser than that of Magi! Maybe that's one of the reasons why, amongst bloodline Warlocks, there haven't been the appearance of any rank 6 thrones…'

Leylin touched his chin, beginning to make conjectures.

"First thing's first, I have to completely revitalise the bloodline of the Sun's Child. With the Wing of the Sun, I might be able to gain something. Next, I have to purchase large quantities of renowned works on souls by Magi and Warlocks, and I must obtain level 5 or 6 high-grade meditation techniques…"

"These two methods are the most practical. For the latter, I can solve it right here!" At the thought of the information at the trading market, Leylin's eyes brightened.

Rumble!* Though it wasn't the first time he'd seen it, he was still awed by the large amounts of soul force and conscients mixed together. The scene of uncountable amounts of data streaking through still left Leylin with his mind blown.

On the giant planet of the Morning Star area, basically all Morning Star Warlocks left a trace of their soul force or will here to conduct trades.

Some wills stayed here, relying on selling information and earning large amounts of top-grade resources.

Leylin noticed keenly that the use of magic crystals had been lowered to the utmost, and they were almost completely unseen.

This was very normal. Among Morning Star Warlocks, who did not have a few or even tens of large-scaled magic crystal mines? This could not be used as something of much value.

The currency here was something else that Leylin was very familiar with— astral stones!

Astral stones had become the norm, and were the currency being used. If Morning Star Warlocks had something they needed, they would usually sell off what they had on hand and, after accumulating enough astral stones, buy it.

For Morning Star Warlocks, astral stones were an eternal, hard currency. They would not depreciate in value.

The information in the market changed completely every few moments, making Leylin think back to the stocks, securities, and futures markets of his previous world. It caused him to feel dazzled.

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Blood-sucking Loach

'A.I. Chip, begin scan! Keywords: Soul force, high-grade meditation technique.'

Thankfully, Leylin had the A.I. Chip which was fused with his soul. It responded instantly to his thoughts, [Beep! Mission established, starting scan!]

Soon enough, a blue display was projected in front of his eyes, showing a very long list. Leylin gathered himself and started looking through the information carefully.

"High-grade meditation technique—Void Phantom: Five layers in total and complete. As long as…"

"Ancient soul force Arcane Art— Multi-luster Sacrificial Rite: Able to strengthen soul force and improve the power of spells that are rank 4 and above by 50%, all in exchange for the egg of a Nefarious Filthbird!"

"Crystallised soul force: 500g of the crystallised soul force of a Morning Star in exchange for astral stones of the same quality!"

"Ancient Bloodline— Offspring of the White-scaled Illusory Tiger: Not only can it keenly sense soul force, a contract with it has the extraordinary effect of strengthening the soul. Prices to be negotiated face to face!"

The large amounts of data dazzled Leylin, every item on the screen nearly causing him to salivate. He realised then that he was poor. He was way too poor!

Whether they were from his plunder of Twilight Zone or his other sources of wealth, his resources that could originally be sold off at astronomical prices were dispensable to Morning Stars.

Other things, such as his bloodline refinement method and the data on Quicksand's experiments could not see the light of day.

Leylin suddenly found that the only things he could take out to sell were the astral stones he'd appropriated from the clan treasury.

"This won't do! I need to find a source of revenue as soon as possible!" Leylin watched the items on the screen, eyes turning slightly red.

These Morning Star Warlocks had gathered too many amazing items. As long as he obtained a portion of any of them and hand it over to the A.I. Chip to experiment with, the progress on the analysis of soul force would definitely increase rapidly. This was very important to him.

"But… a source that suits a Morning Star, and it needs to be regular as well…"

He found himself in a bind. Other Warlocks would surely have taken such sources over already, how would he get a chance? His only option was to think up a brand new source of income.

Leylin flipped through the pages absent-mindedly, and finally found some things he was interested in.

"Teleportation required: I need to reach Sunset Mountains within three days. If any friends have teleportation points, please contact me. Prices are negotiable!"

"Requesting help: Rebellion by Marine Dragon Whales at the East Region. Need at least three Morning Stars to suppress them. Each will be guaranteed a minimum of 1000g of astral stones, and additional rewards will be given to those who capture their enemies…"

"Assistance required in attacking the Mage Basin. Once conquered, offering 5% of their yearly profit!"

……

All sorts of conscients gathered at the other end of the trade area, communicating rapidly. The deals were near-instant.

"If there isn't anything else, I'm afraid I'll have to take on some missions here, becoming a mercenary of sorts…"

Face grim, Leylin followed a thread of information to a dark conscient, "May I know if Sire here is selling high-grade meditation techniques?"

Floating in front of Leylin was a bundle of black light. An extreme darkness full of terrifying energy converged on it. Though it was merely a conscient, it was still enough to cause Leylin to feel fear.

"En!" The other party answered unwillingly, as if not really interested in this deal. Unlike other items, this sort of knowledge and special techniques could be sold off multiple times and not even at a very high price, which was Leylin's first target.

After all, he had already gained a top-grade meditation technique, Wing of the Sun. With this one, as well as the other accumulations from before, the A.I. Chip's research would reach a whole new level and he could obtain more information.

"May I know the price?" Leylin calmed down, readying himself to negotiate with the other party. He did not have a lot of astral stones, and there were a lot of good resources here. He needed to be frugal.

Besides, the requirements listed by the other conscients were just unbelievable. Even Leylin could not take it, especially the one asking for the egg of the Nefarious Filthbird. He'd blacklisted that choice right away.

The Nefarious Filthbird and Trial's Eye were at the same level and had the ability to traverse worlds. How could it be of equal value to an ancient Arcane Art?

Just thinking of this, Leylin felt that they were crazy. As for the soul force crystals, he could just produce himself. They weren't all that useful anyway.

In general, since there was news of people hoping for an exchange, they obviously wanted to sell items off at a higher price. Hence, very few deals were made in this trading area. Most of the idle soul forces and conscients lazed around here, and once they saw a cheaply-priced trade, immediately pounced forth like a bunch of sharks that smelt blood.

Morning Star Warlocks were erudite, and also had the detective ability that soul force offered them. Each and every one of them was old and sly, and while it was not impossible to get pick up cheap gains, the effort and time one needed to put into it was too much.

This was the conclusion Leylin came up with after surveying the scene multiple times. Hence, he gave up on the thought of picking up cheap deals and began to trade honestly.

"My Void Phantom not only has five complete levels, but also includes an affinity to the element of illusion. It's at an unconditional price of 5000g of astral stones!" The dark conscient didn't seem to care if Leylin actually wanted to purchase it.

"Mm! However, its requirements for the users is too high. Besides, we're all Warlocks. The high-grade meditation techniques of Magi are only for reference, which makes your price too…" Leylin frowned. With his knowledge of high-grade meditation techniques, just a few casually-thrown-out sentences caused the conscient to begin hesitating.

"Furthermore, haven't you sold this meditation techniques many times already? How can it have the same price as before?" Realising he had a chance, Leylin immediately attacked.

……

After a complicated negotiation similar to the business deals in his previous world, Leylin finally bought the high-grade meditation technique, Void Phantom, at a low price just like he wanted to. However, the astral stones he had gotten from the headquarters of the Ouroboros Clan had been practically halved in that instant.

He calculated it all carefully. The real wealth was definitely on the three dukes, and all that was left in the headquarters were merely scraps.

Leylin had too few astral stones left on him after buying the meditation technique. He took a look around, and upon finding nothing special quickly found a little corner, his soul force withdrawing from the Morning Star area.

"Hah…" In the headquarters of the Ouroboros Clan, at the core laboratory in the technological department, Leylin gave a long huff and observed the black crystal in his hands.

[Beep! High-grade meditation technique Void Phantom has been recorded. Saved into database under high-grade meditation techniques] The A.I. Chip's emotionless voice sounded.

"Very good!" Seeing the progress bar that was now progressing again, Leylin's heart that had been aching was finally consoled.

He left the technical department and came before the bloodline laboratory from before.

This was the core laboratory of the Ouroboros Clan, and only the three Morning Stars were allowed access to it. Of course, after Leylin took over, he had used this as his own laboratory. The experiment on the revitalisation of the Sun's Child bloodline had been performed here.

"Tower genie, how's the situation with the specimens?" Leylin asked.

"The specimens are currently doing well. The number of surviving blood-sucking loaches is being kept at 20 and above, and they have consumed 32.7 tons of culture fluid."

The tower genie projected a series of data in front of Leylin, to which he nodded his head. At the beginning, the blood-sucking loaches' numbers had rapidly dwindled, but after the other specimens had gotten used to the bloodline of the Sun's Child, they could finally survive for a longer time. At this point, a decent number of them could remain alive at a time.

Leylin came to the cultivation pool from before.

The liquid in the pool had already turned a dark green, with occasional streaks of gold flashing underwater. It had also expanded tenfold from before.

Water splashed everywhere, and a golden monster jumped out to bite at Leylin, its mouth full of sharp teeth. It was even spitting out flames!

Tsss!* Before the flames could reach him, they were blocked by a layer of white light. Black lightning grouped together to form a large hand, slapping it back into the water.

"Mm! It's very lively!" Leylin chuckled, judging this mutated blood-sucking loach.

Perhaps, calling them blood-sucking loaches was no longer suitable, since what was in front of Leylin was a whole new species that had gone through the stimulation from the bloodline of the Sun's Child.

It had expanded in size by ten times and was full of golden scales. There was even a strange horn-like thing on the head, and it had scarlet eyes and sharp teeth below. It growled, on the offensive.

As if the attack had given rise to some chain reaction, multiple golden streaks jumped out from under the water with a splash, beginning to attack each other and roaring. Some of these loaches had grown a pair of sharp claws at the stomach area and were unusually ferocious as they launched attacks at their own kin.

"The offensive abilities of the blood-sucking loaches has increased by a large amount. Every time there's a bloody battle like this, the surviving blood-sucking loaches will gain even more strength. The most powerful blood-sucking loach is estimated to survive for 45 days and 21 hours. Its bloodline was from a blood-sucking loach king…" The tower genie introduced by Leylin's ear.

"Is it this one?" Leylin had noticed the golden blood-sucking loach right at the centre. It had already bore no semblance to its previous form, and had grown to become a more powerful being. Flowing scales covered its entire body like a layer of smooth liquid. The bloodied look in its eyes had not ebbed, but it now seemed to have some intelligence.

After observing for a while longer, Leylin ordered, "That's enough. Prepare the next phase!"

Rumble!* The ceiling above the cultivation pool suddenly opened, and some mysterious fluids were poured in from a translucent crystal container.

As if it had been exposed to a stimulant, even the largest blood-sucking loach immediately immersed itself in this 'civil war.'

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Bloodline of the Sun's Child

"I'm afraid the conditions here are still inadequate for the last bloodline purification and activation process!" Leylin scrutinised the entire laboratory, the crystal-like ground as well as the unique radiance emitted by the walls.

Such an environment was a good location for experiments even for a Morning Star Magus.

Even so, some of the steps required to activate an ancient bloodline were very troublesome, and even posed a certain amount of danger. It was still best that these sorts of experiments were conducted in one's Magus Tower.

But there was still a period of time before Leylin's Magus Tower could be completed, hence it was still necessary to remodel and reinforce the place as appropriate.

As he looked at the muddled breeding pool, he was no longer bothered by the yells and struggles inside it. Instead, he gave a few orders to the formation genie before leaving the place directly.

"Morning Star Magus Tower!" Although Leylin had only been gone a short period of time, the headquarters of the Ouroboros Clan had undergone many changes.

The number of Warlocks in the place had increased. With the war having calmed down, many refugees from other territories had fled here. On top of that, there was now a tall tower built in an eye-catching position.

This Magus Tower was not only a few times larger than his old one, it was also filled with a sense of terrifying grandeur, its peak appearing to pierce through space itself.

This was the Morning Star Magus Tower than the Oakheart Clan and the other bloodline Warlock families of the Ouroboros Clan had cooperated to build for Leylin.

Although the construction of the tower could not be completed this soon, the rough framework had already been set up.

A large number of high-ranked Warlocks, as well as Magus craftsmen and formation Magi from other regions surrounded the Magus Tower, working tirelessly.

"Your Grace!" Faisal and Parker immediately came to greet him at Freya's side.

"You guys have done well during this period of time!" Leylin smiled at Freya before speaking to Faisal and the others.

"It's because we adopted Your Grace's blueprints and followed your advice. We're confident that we'll be able to complete the construction more quickly than normal." Faisal reported respectfully.

There was still a slight shock in his heart. In his view, with Leylin being able to promote to the Morning Star realm at the mere age of 200 or so, his talent as a Warlock was incomparable to begin with. What he did not expect was that Leylin could actually focus on both the construction and formation spells whilst undergoing Magus practice. It made Leylin seem monstrous.

Of course, those thoughts were hidden within his heart. He definitely couldn't show them on the surface.

"Good! Pass down my command: the work is to be halted every night. I want to handle it personally, in a more in-depth manner," Leylin said plainly.

"Could it be that you want to…" Faisal's eyes sparkled, and he left shortly after.

"Now, who can overthrow you?" Leylin looked at his own Morning Star Magus Tower, a confident look emerging on his face.

His previous Magus Tower had been destroyed by the Oakheart Clan, but now they'd had to pay with a Morning Star Magus Tower instead.

Furthermore, Leylin was now confident in his own strength. Even in the entire central continent, there were not many who could destroy his Magus Tower again. He also would not allow himself to fall into such a low.

Leylin looked at the huge landmark-like Magus Tower and a slight joking expression flashed in his eyes. "Perhaps, after millions of years, this Magus Tower will come to symbolise me. Let it stand here forever!"

……

Deep in the night. There was not a single Magus around the Morning Star Magus Tower anymore, even Faisal and the others had left the place long ago.

They understood that the Magus Tower was the core of a Magus' power. Surely Leylin had some secrets that he would set up, and the fewer that knew the better.

Moreover, the intense radiation of a Morning Star Warlock would exert great pressure on them. It would be safer to avoid it.

Leylin walked alone inside the empty Magus Tower.

Most of the runes and spell formations hadn't been set up yet, and many of the basic amenities were also unused. The Tower right now was just an empty shell without a defence.

"A.I. Chip! Begin scanning the entire Magus Tower, slowly adjust the radiation power!" Leylin commanded.

[Mission acquired, beginning synchronisation! Adjusting…] The A.I. Chip immediately responded.

Accompanying the A.I. Chip's sound, a 3D structure appeared before Leylin. A brilliant radiance was also emitted from his body that began to merge with the entire structure.

Compared to the previous time where his radiation spread out without discrimination in Scarlet Crescent, destroying everything, Leylin was currently extremely careful in controlling it. This process allowed the Magus Tower to slowly accept it and adapt.

High ranked Magi could revitalise ancient materials through their radiation, and even produce many anomalies. This was common knowledge in the central continent. Although Leylin's Magus Tower made use of high-quality materials, he still needed to use his radiation to unify the materials in order to let it reach its peak condition.

Many rumours held that there were often ghosts, vengeful spirits, and other such things where Magi lived, a byproduct of the changes a Magus' radiation caused in the surrounding territory.

Leylin was currently strengthening his Magus Tower, and at the same time leaving his own mark on it.

Even if it was deliberately held back, the radiation of a Morning Star Magus was a disaster for weaker Magi. This was why Faisal had immediately transferred those Magi away as night arrived.

As for other times? Based on Leylin's control, as well as the compressive abilities of the point mass, he had long since become able to securely lock up the radiation in his own body. Since he didn't leak the slightest bit, there would be no problem.

If someone looked from outside, they would see a beautiful view. Standing out from the surrounding darkness, a Morning Star Magus Tower seemed to be wrapped up in a colourful radiance. Even the dark sky was dyed with its colours.

If they got closer, they would hear an increasingly clear hiss of a giant serpent, causing one's hair to stand.

What accompanied the hissing of the giant serpent was another sound which seemed like a singing curse yet at the same time like a worshipping voice. It surrounded the entire Magus Tower, making it seem mysterious.

Because Leylin had joined in himself, the construction of the Magus Tower had been sped up. The building seemed to be morphing day to day.

……

"It has finally reached this point!" Leylin's pupils gleamed with excitement as he watched the gold creature in the large confinement room.

Now, the blood-sucking loach had completely lost its previous image. Instead, it had transformed into a terrifying creature that was similar to the golden dragons from legend.

Golden scales covered its entire body, their glimmer making it seem as if it was a god from the ancient times. On its forehead was a rune in the shape of a sun, emitting a blazing light.

Leylin had a premonition– if it was not for him suppressing this beast all this time, the first thing the creature would do was probably to transform into a gigantic fireball, rising from the ashes and advancing to the Morning Star realm.

In other words, this was a Morning Star creature!

Now, creatures of this level were already very rare. If it were placed among the circles of Morning Star Magi, it would probably cause a huge sensation, even more so encouraging the emergence of another bloodline Warlock clan.

Upon seeing Leylin, the golden dragon howled and a blood-red light flashed in its pupils. It immediately turned towards him, emitting an aura unique to the dragon race.

The layer of glass in front was instantly drowned in a brilliant golden flame.

The tempered glass warped under the extreme heat, cracks beginning to form on its surface.

"Oh! You deliberately kept your firepower a secret, huh. This level of intelligence already surpasses that of a wild beast!" Leylin laughed without much ado. As he watched the golden dragon displaying its invincible might, he could not help but think of the ancient Sun's Child, wondering what rank of power and influence it possessed!

"What a pity! I created you, and I can also destroy you at any time!" A chill suddenly appeared in Leylin's pupils, making the golden dragon retract its neck.

"Blood seal!" A crimson radiance flashed in Leylin's eyes as his right hand reached out to grab the golden dragon.

Bang!* Immediately, a large amount of blood began to flow out from beneath the golden dragon's scales, turning it red in a moment. Its original dignified roar had been replaced by a pitiful cry.

"Even locked to 35% of its bloodline, it's still so terrifying?" A hint of worry flashed across Leylin's face as he watched the shrieking creature.

The experiment that he had performed on the golden dragon previously out of convenience had immediately allowed him to understand the stubborn nature passed down through its bloodline.

'However, this sort of attitude verifies the Wisdom Tree's hypothesis. Now all I need is extended research, clinical trials, and then…' Leylin stroked his chin and made up his mind.

'But the good thing is that the bloodline of the Sun's Child has been completely activated. It's the bloodline of an ancient rank 6 creature after all, and even a drop is enough to create another Morning Star creature!' The corner of his lips curled up in a slight smile.

"Now, onto the final phase…"

……

Boom!*

A ball of golden blood which was the size of a fist floated in the air like a fireball. It released a terrifying amount of light and heat, slowly raising the temperature of the room.

The temperature was so high, in fact, that space itself distorted, rifts appearing near the blood. This was the unstable phenomenon resulted from the burning of the sun's flame.

"Activate!" Leylin said emotionlessly as he watched the scene.

A great amount of light emerged with a whoosh, strengthening the surrounding walls. Many runes shot out one one after the other, locking the blood down. At this point, it looked like a miniature sun.

Leylin had specially reinforced this secret chamber, with the express intent of locking the bloodline of the Sun's Child. From how it looked, the effect wasn't rather bad.

He nodded secretly before looking at the A.I. Chip's status screen.

[Beep! Completing the genetic makeup of the Sun's Child, beginning imitation, deducing according to the meditation technique, Wing of the Sun…] The A.I. Chip intoned loyally.

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Recuperation

The Wing of the Sun was a top-grade meditation technique that was meant to complement the bloodline of the Sun's Child, and was abstruse and unfathomable. Even the A.I. Chip had not been able to analyse it.

Now, however, the combination of the real bloodline of the Sun's Child and its DNA sequence worked together to solve the many difficulties that had been confounding him.

With the Dragon King's Mystic Might he had obtained in the past, he now also had the Void Phantom, which came to two complete meditation techniques. This meant he had a decent, accurate database to draw upon.

The simulation of the fifth level of Kemoyin's pupil saw some progress once more.

Seeing that his main objective was satisfied, Leylin couldn't help but sigh with relief. "Rank 6, top-grade creature— Sun's Child!"

Leylin observed the blood that was like a little sun, and began to furrow his eyebrows. With this and the Wing of the Sun, he could instantly create a powerful Warlock family.

Warlocks with a bloodline stemming from a rank 6 creature hadn't yet appeared in the central continent.

"If another Warlock or Magus were to find out, things would get complicated for me…" A wry smile appeared about Leylin's lips.

How could it be only 'complicated'? The moment this news leaked, even if malicious Warlocks weren't an issue, it was highly likely that the Breaking Dawn Monarchs would be alerted.

After all, they would not want to see the rise of another Breaking Dawn bloodline Warlock, which would affect the current equilibrium of power.

"It's a pity… If not for my bloodline being permanent, I would long since have used the Sun's Child's bloodline…" Leylin heaved a long sigh.

But his eyes immediately cleared up, "Classify this area as a forbidden region of the highest grade, confidentiality rank X. Anyone who comes in here besides me is to be killed. No exceptions!"

His voice was cold, as if every word of his carried with it chilly air that contained millions of ice shards.

"Understood!" The spirit genie's similarly unfeeling voice sounded. Perhaps only beings that lacked human intelligence would not understand the terror that was Leylin.

"On top of that," Leylin looked at his empty surroundings, gently stroking a crystal ring on his finger. *Whoosh!* Five translucent phantoms appeared around him like a breeze, as if voluntarily squeezing out from the void. There were no energy waves, just five pairs of bloodshot eyes staring at him as their owners half-kneeled on the floor.

"Protect this place well. Any who dare intrude are to be eliminated immediately," Leylin said as he sent out a spiritual command through the ring on his finger.

The five phantoms nodded speechlessly, and immediately disappeared into the air. With them concealed, even the A.I. Chip could barely discern their auras.

"These Void Assassins are pretty useful. It's a pity that there are only eight left…" Leylin was full of admiration as he watched the assassins disappear, touching his chin.

These eight Void Assassins were naturally his gains from Scarlet Crescent.

He had carefully checked before. Every one of these Void Assassins had the strength surpassing a Crystal Phase Magus. Their method of travelling through the void was stealthy and hard to defend against. Even a Morning Star Magus would be in danger if five of them acted in tandem, ambushing him.

With these defences, he could somewhat relax.

'I can't keep it here, and I need to use it as soon as possible. Alternatively, I can wait till the Magus Tower is completed and deposit it there!' Leylin pondered.

Using the bloodline of the Sun's Child to perform experiments on bloodline ignition was too much of a pity. Leylin still had other uses for this blood. The bloodline of an ancient rank 6 creature was an invaluable treasure.

"Next is to amass more strength and push for the advancement of my soul force. The best would be for the A.I. Chip to represent soul force numerically, which will make everything much simpler…"

Leylin subconsciously looked at his status.

[Leylin Farlier, Rank 4 Warlock. Bloodline: Giant Kemoyin Serpent. Strength: 50, Agility: 45, Vitality: 65, Spiritual Force:506.9, Magic Power: 506 (Magic power is in synchronisation with spiritual force). Soul Force: ???]

After entering Morning Star, the aim was to make progress in regards to the soul. His spiritual force and other stats would no longer undergo major changes.

At this thought, Leylin looked into the progress of the A.I. Chip's simulation of soul force and found it to be stuck. He couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"The analysis of soul force cannot be done in a day or two…" A thread of understanding rose in Leylin's mind.

……

Five years passed in the blink of an eye. The original Ouroboros Clan had now completely stabilised.

Though the other allied forces still occupied a part of the territory that had belonged to them, a larger war had not occurred. From how a few organisations were silently withdrawing their forces, the general situation was progressing positively.

Those Warlocks seemed to have forgotten their hatred from the past and the situation at Phosphorescence Swamp stabilised as they continued with their lives and research.

And yet, the subconscious bloody glint that remained in the depths of their eyes proved that the traces of the war were still present.

Or rather, the seeds of revenge were buried deep in their hearts. They were lying quietly in wait for these seeds to grow, until the day they began to thrive and became strong and healthy!

Leylin couldn't wait to see it happen, and even added fuel to the flame.

From his perspective, the bloodline Warlocks before led far too comfortable lives, particularly the Kemoyin nobility. They spent their days in their territories intoxicated, not spending any time on their Warlock training.

Thankfully, after this war, most of these vermin had disappeared, leaving behind many capable and hardworking descendants, each of them outstanding. These talents were the strengths and assets that he regarded as important.

As long as he could lead these Warlocks and complete their revenge, he might instantly gain their undying loyalty. That would allow him to completely control the Ouroboros Clan, and even the return of the three Dukes would not change anything.

Through these five years, Leylin had extended his authority to all aspects in Ouroboros Clan. He had even secretly influenced many Warlocks of the new generation, and they completely accepted his rule, thinking it was normal for things to continue like this forever.

Faisal and those few bloodline families had become smarter after the attack, and Leylin could find no opportunity to deal with them. That was rather regretful.

However, no matter how long he tried to delay matters, there were things that needed to be done…

"Blood Extraction!"

Above a geographical basin holding an ethnic group, Leylin wore a luxurious platinum Magus robe that was actually a piece of magic equipment.

His expression was stern as he reached out his hand, and a formless giant vortex appeared in the air with a grab.

Large amounts of blood beaded down, turning into a stream as it gathered in his hands. It formed a highly concentrated crystal that looked similar to a ruby.

Below him, a giant tribe of a different race had suffered heavy casualties. Besides a few high-ranked Magi, almost nobody had survived. All of them had their blood drawn and turned into dried-out corpses.

"This bloodline drawing method is truly tyrannical!" Leylin nodded.

The Arcane Art he was using to extract blood came from his own bloodline inheritance. In ancient times, it had only been a convenient spell to draw blood on a large-scale. However, with his modifications, as well as the power from the soul force of a Morning Star, the effect was truly terrifying. Its strength was enough to destroy a country.

That was not all. The bloodline gems gathered from the bloodline extraction were also a very important resource for Warlocks.

Crimson light flashed in Leylin's eyes as he tucked away these concentrated crystals that sparkled like blood diamonds.

"You of a different race! You dare—" A roar full of denial and pain sounded out, bringing with it energy waves at the Morning Star realm.

"My job is done. The rest is your business." Leylin bowed with a smile, and retreated to the back.

"Leylin, you really know how to goof off!" In front of him were a few Morning Star Warlocks. The burly man who was the head teased Leylin, but still went forward.

"Who exactly are you? Why did you come here?" The rays of light dimmed, revealing the Morning Star that had hastened over. It was a giant formed of flames, eyes full of fury.

"There's no reason. If you want to blame something, blame yourselves for occupying this area!"

The burly man sneered, the phantom of a large black goat that was thousands of metres tall emerging from his back. This goat not only had the horns of a demon, but also a torso that was similar to a human. However, it was full of black fleece, looking to be like the demonic satyrs of the underworld.

"Morning Star Warlock?" The giant fire elemental elder couldn't help but blurt out.

Following that, others in black clothing stood up before him. The Morning Star auras they similarly emitted caused the fire elemental elder's pupils to shrink.

Rumble!* The few Morning Star Warlocks surrounded him, in an enormous formation. The energy undulations extended to the horizons, and even dispersed a few large dark clouds.

……

Once everything was over, the burly man from before approached Leylin, "Lord Leylin's blood extraction truly is worthy of its reputation. Here is your reward!"

The burly man tossed a little pouch full of astral stones to Leylin, "The total comes to 13423 grams of astral stones. Check the amount!"

"Many thanks!" Leylin sighed heavily. This time-consuming and very lengthy mission was finally over.

Besides concentrating on his own research, he would take on a few missions from time to time from the Morning Star region, earning astral stones to purchase other items to nourish the soul.

The task this time was a mission to help the burly man suppress the fire elemental elder.

"Hmph! These tribes actually worship an elemental being from another world! Even death cannot wipe out their sins!" The burly man scolded, still angry.

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Sudden Change

Listening to the mission leader's complaints, Leylin remained silent.

The large-scaled tribe that he had massacred was not a fire elemental tribe. However, they had obviously been influenced by the fire elemental Morning Star to the extent that they formed a faith that worshipped fire.

It might have to do with them being of a different race, but Warlocks obviously did not give them preferential treatment, nor were they tolerant towards them. Though the Warlock Union claimed to take in those with all bloodlines, that was merely talk. It sounded nice to listen to, but those who believed that were fools.

Leylin knew how things worked in the union. If they were a race protected by a Morning Star, they might have some status in the Warlock Union, and could help their own people.

However, if they were a race without the protection of a Morning Star, then they would probably have to struggle pitifully, enduring exploitation and oppression.

After all, the leader of the Warlock Union was a mighty bloodline Warlock!

They did not think themselves human, but nor did they think themselves to be of another race. Hence, their attitudes towards completely different races seemed rather hypocritical. Especially for beings like these who hadn't even joined the union and sided with the enemy; there was no consideration for them.

Of course, Leylin did not bother with these trivial matters. He had taken on and successfully completed the mission, and had thus gotten the rewards. It was that simple.

The time spent on investigation and combat was already annoying him. In addition, with his experience from his previous world, he was beginning to feel concerned.

Why would a Morning Star-ranked fire elemental elder appear here? He had even bewitched many tribes to be on his side. If not for them finding out and eliminating him in time, this entire region was likely to have fallen into chaos soon.

And yet that wasn't what worried him the most. The other party had already begun spreading a religion, and that put him on his guard.

Recruiting believers and propagating religious beliefs was a very dangerous signal. Leylin, who had experience from his previous life, understood the gods that the westerners worshipped purely based on some misinformation, legends, or even utter nonsense.

This act of preaching was evidently different from that of high-ranked Magi, and it wasn't the sort of primitive worship of uncivilised communities. Real gods, and not only one at that, were spreading their own religions!

It was not just the worship of fire. A plot was also afoot to revive Beelzebub, the Sovereign King of Gluttonous Desires. It all gave Leylin a very bad premonition.

Even though Leylin rarely bothered with religion in his previous world, he wouldn't get this wrong. Of course, this was just a conjecture, he had no idea what the real World of Gods was like after all. Most documentation from the ancient era did not touch on this.

The appearance of the World of Gods was the beginning of the ancient Magus World's decline. Hence, the amount of books that had survived that era were the fewest. This was why Leylin had yet to gather much data on it despite his status.

This could, therefore, be a misunderstanding on his part, but Leylin did not want to continue down that line of thought.

No matter how superficial his thinking might be, he knew that the real gods in the World of Gods were, at the very least, at rank 6 and above. They were existences who had grasped a certain power or law, and such great strength was what Leylin needed to look up to. The moment he were to be caught up in giant complications like this, only death awaited him. With his current strength, at least, he would amount to nothing.

Leylin had always stood by the motto that one could only accept responsibility equivalent to their strength. That was how he had been able to live till now. He knew himself well; the games and contests between the gods and Magus world? Let the higher ranks take care of it. In any case, there were still many Breaking Dawn Monarchs in the central continent!

Rejecting the burly man's sincere attempts at urging him to stay, Leylin travelled through the astral plane, instantly arriving back at Phosphorescence Swamp.

Blue light flashed, and Leylin's figured broke through the enormous astral gate.

"The feeling of long-distance teleportation is really…" Leylin shook his head and laughed. The spatial pressure that had almost killed him while he was at rank 2 was like a cool breeze to him right now, not affecting him much.

"Welcome home, master!" A green elf similar to the tower genie from before flapped its wings and flew above Leylin.

"En!" Leylin nodded. The A.I. Chip linked with it, and he then knew all the recent events in the Magus Tower like the back of his hand.

The large astral gate behind him stopped humming, and the light from the blue flames above it began to fade.

After the light completely dissipated, the astral gate returned to its state of an unadorned stone gate. The teleportation from the Morning Star area required the astral gates of both sides to be linked simultaneously. Leylin had obviously entrusted this task to his loyal tower genie.

"You did well!" Leylin nodded in praise.

"It's my honour to serve master!" The tower genie had inherited the A.I. Chip's partial intelligence, and had an icy expression. There were no fluctuations in its voice.

Leylin had long since gotten used to this. After all, one could not have very high expectations of a program. He was pragmatic; it would never betray him due to the A.I. Chip's commands, and that was what was important!

Outside the astral gate were many laboratories and binding rooms. A few terrifying adamantine and mithril puppets, even Void Assassins on occasion, would appear in the corner every once in a while.

Streams of black air seemed to constantly flow down the walls on both sides, bringing with them a mysterious lustre and colour, causing the decorative oil paintings to change slightly.

This was the inner section of Leylin's Magus Tower. With his own participation, as well as the 'selfless' financial aid from the Oakheart Clan, the construction was already completed.

On top of that, the other party had supplied a large amount of astral stones and helped Leylin build an astral gate of his own, the one he had just exited.

Based on the intelligence he had, the Oakheart Clan had practically exhausted their reserves and even sold off many properties to build the tower and gate. It was a huge setback for them.

Leylin obviously cared little about this. Instead, he was very satisfied with this Morning Star Magus Tower.

Furthermore, with the influence from his radiation, the entire Magus Tower had somewhat gained a life of its own. The tower body was now very harmonious, and automatically generated a few shadow servants, dark serpent tentacles and the like, perfecting the defensive abilities of the building.

Suddenly recalling something, Leylin told the tower genie, "Tell your mistress that I'm back, and that I plan to have dinner with her tonight!"

"Your will shall be carried out!" The tower genie bowed, and quickly retreated.

Evening, in the hall of the Magus Tower. There were brilliant lights and vibrant colours everywhere. A few high-ranked Warlock maids who were lucky enough to be selected to enter the Magus Tower were tense as they worked busily, laying the long dining table with intricate gold and silver cutlery, candles, and the like.

While everything was completed with nervousness, Leylin held Freya's hand and walked in slowly.

"Your Grace! My Lady!" A few maids immediately bowed to Leylin and the woman at his side.

Beside him was obviously Freya of the Blood Serpent Family. She had married Leylin years ago, and now dressed like a noble. She looked very poised, and had an inborn noble temperament, though there was a trace of gloom between her eyebrows.

"I know what you're worrying about…" Leylin couldn't help but console her in a tender manner after noticing it, "But I think there might be a chance for my bloodline to become even more perfect, or perhaps advance to an even more powerful realm. Hence, my bloodline still isn't mature, and the children borne of this will become a regret. None of us want to see this, do we?"

After listening to Leylin's explanation, Freya seemed to feel better, revealing a smile that even enchanted the maids.

Leylin chuckled. His previous words were half-truths.

However, through the Scarlet Crescent ruins as well as the conversation with the Wisdom Tree, he now had an idea as to how he could solve the issue of his bloodline shackles. Hence, he was in no hurry to leave behind children.

If not, he would be harming his own blood.

When he advanced to a higher level, the descendants he had would definitely have a higher starting point and potential. This would be beneficial to both of them, and even if Freya were puzzled by this, Leylin would still persist.

"I'll listen to you!" Freya pursed her lips and laughed, and then got Leylin to sit.

Within the Ouroboros Clan, Leylin was an existence that could hide anything from the masses. His will was the will of all the Giant Kemoyin Serpent Warlocks in the Ouroboros Clan. Freya naturally did not say more.

Furthermore, in the deepest part of her heart, she was very trusting of Leylin; this would affect the Farlier Family, after all.

"By the way, how are Parker and Faisal? And Snoopy too; was his trip to the Demon Garden successful?"

Leylin spoke to Freya while eating the delicacies that the chefs had thoughtfully prepared. Most of the time, he was the one asking the questions, while Freya answered.

When the heartwarming dinner was over, and while Leylin was enjoying his black tea, Freya finally asked, "Leylin… How long are you going to stay here this time?"

A trace of anticipation flashed in her pupils.

"Probably longer. The missions from before are finished, and there are still a few experiments that have to be done in the Magus Tower…"

Leylin began to speak endlessly while beating around the bush. Freya's palms were under her chin and her eyes were full of worship, almost emitting stars as she smiled gently and listened.

Ka-cha!* This comforting moment did not continue for long before it was interrupted. When the sound of glass breaking was heard from Freya's body, her expression changed drastically.

"This is the necklace Mentor, Duke Emma left for me. Inside is a thread of her soul flame!"

Freya yanked out a platinum necklace that had a large blue gem at the center. The blood-red flames leapt out, but at this moment seemed to have withered.

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Determination and Action

The spiritual flame of a Morning Star Magus had an intricate relationship with their body. Its strength also reflected the time the Magus had remaining.

That Freya's necklace had encountered such a situation meant the original body of Blood Duchess Emma had likely been dealt severe damage in the foreign world.

Trauma would weaken a Magus' vitality, which in turn caused such a change in the spiritual flame they left behind.

"Mentor… Mentor!" Freya's eyes turned red as she covered her mouth, but Leylin's secret imprint twinkled before he could try to console her.

"Yes, Faisal?" Leylin frowned as he tapped the secret imprint open.

"Your Grace, my Mentor… the spiritual flame of the First Elder was extinguished a minute ago…" Faisal's voice was husky. It was as if his heart had sunk, and he was feeling hopeless.

"Extinguished?" Leylin touched his chin. If the spiritual flame had been extinguished, the Morning Star Warlock's originally body must have perished.

The only thing that supported the First Elder's group was that he was still alive. There was still hope for them to return from the foreign world.

And now, that final hope had been shattered. Faisal's change was understandable.

"But what happened? Wasn't it all good until now?" Leylin felt puzzled, it seemed like a conspiracy was afoot.

Another connection request came up before Leylin could end Faisal's secret imprint call, and Kesha's panicked voice sounded out.

"Leylin! Leylin!" She called his name directly, forgetting about his current status. It showed how desperate she was.

"What happened?" The ominous feeling in Leylin's heart grew stronger.

"… Forgive me, Your Grace!" Kesha paused to correct her misbehaviour before continuing, "It's Mentor. The spiritual flame Duke Gilbert left behind has grown extremely unstable, and is flickering strongly. I… I'm very worried…"

"I got it!" Leylin nodded, and his voice turned serious and solemn, "Pass down my orders, all Crystal Phase Warlocks are to report to the meeting room. We might be in trouble…"

The Warlock elites were now congregated here instead of residing in their own territories. Since they were all in Phosphorescence Swamp, they could gather immediately after Leylin's orders were passed.

Leylin reckoned that these people would not have come so fast if it was not related to their teachers.

"Duke Farlier!" The panic-stricken Warlocks calmed a little upon seeing Leylin dressed in his huge robe.

"Please, sit down and be at ease!" Leylin sat at the head chair. With his battle experience, he had long since acquired a dignified aura that turned the meeting room solemn.

"Thank you, Your Grace!" A number of Crystal Phase Magi bowed and settled down in order.

By virtue of being his wife, Freya occupied the seat next to Leylin, a fact that left some of the rest in envy.

Leylin sighed while looking at the handful of Crystal Phase Warlocks in an upright position. The last war had caused tremendous loss to the Ouroboros Clan, and the loss of their elite forces was especially tough to recover from.

It would take at least a few hundred years for them to recover to peak condition.

"Schadt, report!" Leylin said after glancing across everyone and called for Schadt only when everyone settled down.

"Master!" Schadt wiped off the fog that was on his thick spectacles, bowing to Leylin immediately after he stood up. He spoke in a dignified manner, "The spiritual flames of the elders that we'd kept in our technical department started fluctuating vigorously 24 minutes ago, and the First Elder's has completely died out. I'm afraid that…"

Leylin too felt somewhat frustrated and aggrieved. After all, this was the fall of another Morning Star Warlock.

Even though Schadt did not continue his words, Faisal and one of the Crystal Phase Warlocks had lowered their heads. Losing the First Elder was definitely a huge blow to their morale.

"I've asked the other two Morning Star seeds as well. It's not just a single spiritual flame that flickered, it's all of them. The other two elders must be in the same plight as the First Elder in the foreign world…"

There was not much to say for now. After Schadt sat down, the rest of the Warlocks placed their focus on Leylin.

Upon seeing their reaction, Leylin cleared his throat, "Schadt, have the coordinates of the foreign world been confirmed?"

"My apologies! The technical department and I have been working on this problem endlessly. There are two possible coordinates on our list, I will send them to you after this!"

A tinge of shame surfaced on Schadt's face. This incident was a humiliation to the entire technical department. They had been overconfident and bragged that they were going to solve the problem in a few days' time, but took them nearly five years. It was such a dereliction of their duty.

The Crystal Phase Warlock who had tears in the eyes just like Faisal slammed the table and shouted, "Schadt, you old fogey! Are you pulling strings and intentionally not revealing the coordinates of the foreign world?"

The moment he heard these words, Schadt fumed with rage. "Nonsense! I vow in the name of everyone in the technical department, never have I orchestrated something like that!"

Before, he'd suffered in silence because it had been difficult for him to locate the coordinates. Afterwards, there seemed to be another strange interference that added to the complexity, leaving him grasping at his hair.

'Could it be the interference of another organisation that is not eager to see our Dukes being saved?' A thought surfaced in Schadt's mind, but was quickly suppressed as it was too sinister a plot.

However, Faisal remained silent. Hid reaction affirmed the Warlock's suspicion, but before he could snarl at him, Faisal dragged his arm with force.

"What the hell are you doing, Faisal!" The Crystal Phase Warlock growled.

"Watch your manners, Marquis Ordofol!" Faisal's voice was equally low, but it carried within an undeniable order.

"I'm sorry, I acted out of line! Please forgive me, Marquis Schadt!" The Warlock's face blushed, but he stilled apologised to Schadt and bowed to Leylin who was in the head seat, "Please forgive me, Your Grace!"

"Never mind!" Leylin waved and stared at Faisal with intrigue until sweat glided down his cheeks.

Leylin took a last look at the Warlocks before he spoke in a low voice, "I have come to a decision, I will set off tomorrow to rescue the Elders!"

There was a minute of pause, which then quickly recovered as excitement and joy could be seen in everyone's eyes.

Still, they did not dare to show their emotions. They kept reminding Leylin not to fall for tricks.

"My dear…" After all the Crystal Phase Warlocks had been dismissed, only Freya was left behind, her eyes filled with worry.

Emma was her Mentor, but Leylin was her dearest husband. This situation was complicated, like a spider web that pulled her heart apart.

At last, she asked, "This time round… is it going to be dangerous?"

"Yes, there will be danger, but it's a chance too! Trust me, I'll bring your mentor back!" Leylin gave Freya a reassuring, heart-warming smile.

Seeing Leylin with such confidence, Freya felt more at ease. However, she had missed the trace of complication in Leylin's eyes.

After returning to the Magus Tower, Leylin went straight to the astral gate and fell into deep thought.

"This time… I'm afraid that I really have to make the trip!" Leylin was very clear on the fact that there were voices asking for his help being circulated in the Ouroboros Clan, and they had grown stronger now.

He had suppressed these messages as long as he could. He had to do something now, otherwise the entire Ouroboros Clan might fall apart.

Luckily, he had already gotten what he wanted during this period of time. Even if the other two Morning Star Warlocks returned, his power in the clan was unshakeable.

Also, Leylin was not too worried about the trip as he had already formed a more complete strategy after getting to know the existence of the puppetmaster behind the scene.

……

Almost at the same time, high up on a throne that was made from eternal darkness and rumbling thunder.

The rank 5 Magus that had a moon rune on his forehead was exchanging thoughts with someone through telepathy.

"How are things going with the Ouroboros Clan?"

"Everything has been prepared and we are ready to take action! As long the opponent enters the foreign world, we can block him completely from this world and wipe out the entire Ouroboros Clan!"

"You disappointed me the last time. I do not wish to see it again!" The Radiant Moon Magus warned with great dignity.

"There is no need to worry, Master!" The Morning Star conscient dispersed on its own, and the Radiant Moon Magus sat still in the throne, pondering.

"Was it really that kiddo in the ruins of Scarlet Crescent? What an interesting pup!" A mysterious voice sounded in the air, but the Radiant Moon Magus did not seem surprised at all.

"I wasn't quite confident, but Siebel's already dead; he's the most suspicious!" Radiant Moon Magus spoke in a cold tone, "I have to get him!"

"He's just a Kemoyin Serpent Warlock, even if he had any trump cards, the bloodline shackles will be his Achilles heel!" the mysterious voice sounded in disdain.

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Setting Off

"Mmm!"

The Radiant Moon Magus nodded his head, and he suddenly felt a lot less uncertain. "That's right! Even though the rascal has immense, inexplicable strength, the bloodline shackles will be enough to stunt his growth. Kemoyin Warlocks can reach the peak of rank 4 at best, after which he won't have any room to grow…"

"Keke… you're right. Who would still care about a rascal that's confined to the Morning Star rank?"

The mysterious voice suddenly changed to that of a lady, gentle and soft. "Your real enemy is…"

"Shut up!" The Radiant Moon Magus who had originally been sitting down stood up abruptly, looking sinister, "Shut your mouth this instant! Don't you know that as long as you mention his name, even if it is unintentional, he will be able to detect it? The power of a King isn't something a person of your lowly status can belittle."

"Fine… but isn't it just a Breaking Dawn Magus?" The female voice replied indignantly, and she felt rather uneasy. It was as if everything that she had said carelessly today was inappropriate. This mysterious intuition had been left behind by the host of the body before her.

"I don't care about who you were before. Now you're but a damaged soul… " The Radiant Moon Magus' voice was cold and assertive.

"But don't we have the same interests currently? I can help you, and in return you can offer me…" The female's voice trailed off…

Leylin did not know explicitly that Jupiter's Lightning's Radiant Moon Magus had already made special arrangements to deal with him, but anyone with a brain would be able to infer it. As a result, he had to make preparations for his imminent trip.

An enormous satellite hung in the sky, looking about to fall at any moment. It was surrounded by a nebula in the vast universe.

"Please take a look at this contract. You can sign here if there are no problems."

Leylin rarely used his real identity, but now he was doing so. He was having a conversation with three other Morning Star Warlocks, with an already drafted contract on the table.

Leylin picked up a cup of coffee and talked to the Warlocks opposite, "During the period of time when I'm away, I would appreciate your help in guarding the Ouroboros Clan in my place. Also, I would like you to prioritise helping my wife Freya and the tower genie should they require any help. Any questions?"

In front of him were Paul, Philip, and another stranger.

Since he was looking for protectors, it was naturally better to rely on allies. There was no need to ponder much about Philip. He had the bloodline of the ancient Wind Wolf, and was hot-blooded. And with respect to Paul, after being taken advantage of by Leylin the previous time he now admired him even more. Based on hi's words, his people respected highly intelligent beings. Leylin immediately thought of the rumours of them being fond of sucking up souls and drinking brain juices, and could not help but shudder. However, since they had already signed the contract, there wouldn't be any issue.

The last Morning Star Warlock was a good friend Leylin had made recently— Mars. With these three in control, the might of the contract as well as the supervision and urging of the Morning Star area, Leylin was rather assured of the safety of the Ouroboros Clan after he left.

Everyone was familiar with each other, and the conditions that Leylin had offered were very generous. Though the terms of the contract were harsh, the three Morning Star Warlocks signed the contract without hesitation.

"Good luck!" Philip patted Leylin's shoulders. Out of the three of them, he was probably the one who hoped the most for Leylin's success.

"Many thanks!" Leylin was comforted as he punched Philip in a friendly manner. Ever since the happenings at Scarlet Crescent, the Wind Wolf Lair had not only lost a Morning Star Warlock, Palesa, their most important fighter Cybel had been beaten down to become a regular Morning Star, and had to withdraw and conceal himself.

A lot of pressure weighed on Philip's shoulders, and Leylin had lent him a hand. This had gained him Philip's gratitude, and the Wind Wolf Warlock now treated Leylin like kin.

These were Philip's words, of course. However, Leylin obviously did not believe that and rolled his eyes in secret.

Of course, the relationship on both ends had gotten increasingly better, and had even surpassed that of Leylin with the Wind Wolf Lair and Spirit Circle. That was the uncontestable truth.

……

Phosphorescence Swamp, within the Morning Star Magus Tower.

After sending everyone away, Leylin came before the astral gate alone.

"Tower genie! Once I leave, seal the Magus Tower immediately. Do not let anyone enter, and await further instructions!" hr instructed. He had prepared a lot of things for this expedition.

This was different from the previous experiments where he just projected spiritual seeds. He was on a rescue mission, and needed to move with his real body. This was extremely dangerous, and he could be completely lost in another world. Hence, the astral gate had to be kept completely safe!

Nobody would trust someone else with a job like this. He could only leave this to the tower genie which had no human emotions.

In actuality, Leylin had prepared another safeguard. Even if this tower genie were rendered ineffective, he wouldn't end up stuck in another world. However, this was one of his deepest secrets, something only he could know.

Rumble!* With Leylin's order, the Magus Tower shut down, runic chains and defensive layers sealing off each and every pathway. Large numbers of puppets and void assassins with red light in their eyes began to patrol the area rigorously.

"Leylin, you must succeed and come back safely!" Outside the Magus Tower, Freya's hands clutched tightly at her white dress as she prayed in her heart.

Beside her stood Parker, Snoopy and a few other high-ranked Warlocks, all watching the Magus Tower that was being completely shut down. Their expressions were complex.

Leylin obviously did not bother with this. His focus was entirely on the astral gate in front of him.

Leylin had already calculated the coordinates of the world that Gilbert and the other Dukes were lost in long ago. However, this was only for his own consideration, thus he had not announced it and even interfered with Schadt's work in secret. This went on for five years.

Now, it was necessary that he rescue the two Dukes right away.

Apart from Emma, Gilbert was his mentor and had taught him a great many things. The feelings and relationship between them was enough for Leylin to take this risk.

Besides, that was another world!

"Even if it's a trap, they handed over the coordinates of another world!" Leylin was emotional. Even the lowest-grade world was definitely more powerful than a plane! The resources there were plentiful, enough to make Morning Stars and even Radiant Moons go green in envy.

"You didn't mind revealing the coordinates of a world just to trap Mentor and the rest. I wonder what your expression will be like if I completely take control of that world?" A slight smile appeared across Leylin's lips. It was as if he could already see the flustered, exasperated look of the Radiant Moon Magus of Jupiter's Lightning.

A ball of light that looked like a star floated out from Leylin's hands and disappeared into the astral gate.

Rumble!* Through the connection of the astral gate, Leylin's soul force seemed to come into contact with an extremely complicated and tremendous world.

The aura of sulphur and flames could be seen spilling over in copious amounts at the edges of the world.

The astral stone reserves that acted as the energy core rapidly decreased, almost falling to a level that would issue a warning.

Through some sensing, Leylin could confirm that this world was very far from the Magus World. Just the consumption from opening the astral gate once would leave one tongue-tied and wide-eyed.

"An aura full of flames and sulphur?" Leylin was startled at first, but immediately eased up. "It's no wonder that Mentor and the others mistook this place for Purgatory World. If not for the memories from ancient times, I'd be misled too…"

"Tower genie, maintain the energy reserves required for the astral gate. Be prepared to retrieve us immediately!" Leylin's voice was low.

"Understood!" The tower genie that was like a green elf immediately nodded.

"Prepare for the crossing of the main body," Leylin took in a deep breath. Though he had experienced teleportation to the Morning Star area, the idea of travelling such a long distance still had him slightly worried.

[Beep! Beginning collection of data. Establishing folder in database.] The A.I. Chip immediately intoned. This was very rare, but expected. Even if it was an A.I. Chip, it lacked first-hand research materials, and they could be supplemented at this moment.

"However, using myself as a guinea pig is really rather…" Leylin rolled his eyes. The lights on the astral gate got increasingly brighter until he was eventually swallowed into it.

Rumble!* The bright tail of a blue beam appeared from the spire of the Magus Tower like an aurora, streaking through the dark skies like a magnificent meteor.

"It's beginning!" Freya's felt her heartstrings tighten.

"It's beginning! Activate interference procedures. Things must be the same as before. Break off all of his communications and make him lose his way as well!"

In a jet black world crack, Collins, who Leylin had seen several times before, was talking to a group of technical staff who were fiddling with some instruments. There was a large amount of data showing up on the screen.

"Energy interference mode activated!"

"Warping forcefield structure completed. Interference can be engaged at any time."

"Energy particles taking form. Beginning tracking of trajectory and intercepting opponent…" Multiple high-ranked Magi acted like the most cautious scientists as they quickly operated the instruments in their hands, reporting various data.

"Good. Begin immediately!" Collins swept his hand down viciously. It was as if he could already imagine Leylin's features contorted by terror, and the pleasure of vengeance immediately flooded his heart. He could not help but burst into laughter.

"We're here!" Even though he was still in the midst of teleportation via the astral gate, Leylin was still clear-headed. The A.I. Chip was now sending him warnings.

[Detected unknown forcefield reaction. Determined to be interference particle ripples!]

"I've been waiting for you!" An intelligent glint flashed in Leylin's eyes.

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Lava World

Knowing that it was a trap, those who still jumped straight in were idiots!

Leylin was obviously not an idiot. Since the other party had revealed that they had the ability to interfere with astral gates, Leylin obviously would not ignore them.

In fact, in these five years, he had been silently surveying the other world. He had even attempted projecting spiritual seeds, all in order to thoroughly understand the other party's ability to interfere.

Through the five years of probing that seemed to only last a day, he had long since understood the methods they could use like the back of his hand. He'd even prepared a contingency plan.

"It's offensive pattern number 3. Activate corresponding countermeasures!" Leylin's eyes glinted with intelligence.

[Task initiated. Spatial anchor being projected. Tracing target's coordinates…] The A.I. Chip began to operate methodically.

A layer of mysterious spatial undulations was emanated from Leylin's body.

[Target coordinates have been determined. Proceed with attack?] The A.I. Chip asked with a robotic voice.

"Yes!" A smile appeared about Leylin's lips.

Bang!* *Boom!* A glass meter exploded, and many pieces of apparatus burst into flames. Collins, who was watching on, was about to go berserk.

"What's going on? Who can tell me what's going on?" Collins roared, his eyes red.

Even Breaking Dawn Magi would find it difficult to obtain this high-grade spatial interference apparatus. This time, so many pieces had readings that went off the charts, and his master would probably murder him.

"The other party seems to have grasped some sort of spatial technique and is counter-attacking!" An old man pushed at the lens in his glasses and concluded.

"Are you kidding me? Do you know how valuable research on spatial techniques is? How did he get it?" Collins' first reaction was that of disbelief.

"But that's the only explanation! If the other party's spatial knowledge reserves are vaster than ours, we'll probably have to be on our guard against the following spatial attacks!" The old man spoke rapidly.

"Spatial attacks?" Collins was stunned, and immediately after, saw the earth-shattering spatial turbulence that submerged the area…

"The effects aren't half bad!" Listening to the prompt from the A.I. Chip, Leylin's mood immediately improved.

Arcane Arts and knowledge regarding spatial coordinates were obviously insanely expensive. They were rarely seen, even in the Morning Star area.

However, he had the A.I. Chip and did not need very complete information. Hence, he had purchased just a few incomplete ones.

Though he could not be considered a great master in this area, attacking a few guys who were similarly newbies wouldn't be a problem.

"You dare—" An enraged voice sounded. Another Magus with a black moon rune on his forehead suddenly appeared at the boundary of the world, trying to intercept Leylin.

"I am your opponent!" Along with the sounds of a lion growling, another Warlock with hair that seemed to be cast out of gold appeared in front of that Magus.

"Wayde…" The Radiant Moon Magus called out in a low tone, his expression revealing his fear.

"The other plan has been launched! Is that the Radiant Moon Magus from Jupiter's Lightning?" Leylin turned and took a glimpse, storing the other party's appearance in his memory.

Whoosh!* As he was breaking through the protective sphere of a world, enormous astral forces had been activated and Leylin felt himself go dizzy. His body seemed to turn into a streak of light and then completely disappeared.

Compared to a prepared teleportation formation, the strength one required to move freely about the astral plane was much higher.

The huge pressure was as if a slab of steel was pressing down on Leylin's body.

Cold, stifling, frenzied! Leylin immediately felt his bones creaking, and the defensive aurora on his body began to shatter bit by bit.

'Perhaps even the pressure tens of thousands of meters under the sea can't compare to this…' This was the last conscious thought Leylin had. Before he completely fainted, the only thing he could do was to use Multilimb Strength and cover his body with dark green energy.

……

In a world of lava, large crevices could be seen in the earth, magma surging inside like a network of red rivers.

Space distorted on the surface of a large black rock, forming a translucent gate of light. It incessantly generated lightning in the surroundings.

The lightning crashed down more and more frequently as the entire area was filled with a dazzling white light.

Boom!* The white light exploded, forming an eye-piercing radiance. When all the light vanished, the original gate of light and the lightning had all disappeared, leaving behind only charred traces that recounted the strange events that had just occurred.

"Hah… I've finally entered!" Leylin furrowed his brows, sensing the large amount of fire elemental particles surrounding him. "This concentration… Magi would believe it if someone said this was the fire elemental world!"

Intense pain could be felt from various parts of his body, causing him to groan and bend his back.

"A.I. Chip!" Leylin immediately ordered, "Check my current condition!"

[Beep! Host body's soft tissue damage is at 30.87%. Fractures found at 7 areas, and signs of bruising observed on internal organs. Immediate treatment is recommended!] The A.I. Chip loyally intoned, transmitting a 3D human figure to him. The blue image held many signs of wounds.

Even with Leylin's current vitality, he was still injured to this degree. Other regular Magi would probably have completely disappeared without a trace.

His astonishing vitality and Warlock bloodline were slowly mending the injuries in his body, allowing his tightly furrowed eyebrows to relax.

"That was really dangerous. I almost died outside the protective sphere…" While recalling what had just happened, Leylin couldn't help but break out in cold sweat.

The protective sphere! This was the edge of a world, and even included part of the void. It could be said to be a large world's strongest defence!

In general, every world had this protective sphere, though its strength varied. The most famous protective sphere was probably the World of Gods' crystal wall.

Its powerful isolation ability was enough for even Magi at ranks 7 and above to be forced to return in defeat. It included a large world and various planes, forming the World of Gods' unique culture of strength. It even cut off attempts at peeping from other worlds, save for that one time when the ancient Magi had invaded them.

Before reaching the Lava World, Leylin was able to regain consciousness with the protection of Multilimb Strength, preventing him from being in a bad situation.

If one wanted to use a metaphor, a large world's protective sphere was like customs upon entry to a country. If Leylin had not woken, he would need to force his way in, and would definitely be met with attacks, especially from the malicious intent of the World Will.

The method Leylin had employed this time was akin to slipping through a barrier. He had not been discovered by the World Will, and the focus on him was evidently minimal, which would aid in his later movements.

"And this!" Leylin pulled a silver necklace full of astral light from his neck. After sensing that the connection was undamaged, he could completely relax.

This necklace represented his connection with the astral gate in the Magus world. As long as the connection there was not broken, he could teleport back at any time through the gate.

Right when Leylin had left the Magus world, Collins' attack had been in order to completely cut off this connection, leaving Leylin stranded in another world and unable to find his way home for eternity.

Gilbert and the other two had been defeated using this method.

Of course, Collins had been made a fool of by Leylin, and would probably not be able to emerge for a long time. The largest danger had been obstructed by Wayde, and Leylin finally had some time to do what he wanted.

Saving the two dukes also fit with Leylin's plans for benefits.

After all, he was not strong enough to go head to head against Jupiter's Lightning. He needed a few other people to relieve the pressure, and Gilbert and Emma were very good candidates for this.

Furthermore, Gilbert was Leylin's mentor, not someone he could abandon so easily.

After considering for some time and finding the best way out for himself, Leylin still chose to come forward and save them.

"But… This world is so huge. Where am I to find them?" Leylin watched the lava lake that stretched as far as he could see, as well as the burning clouds in the sky, and couldn't help but laugh bitterly.

[Beep! Testing surroundings…] At this moment, the A.I. Chip immediately projected the analysis of the surroundings before Leylin.

"This…"

Leylin's soul force was sent out to explore, and he immediately sensed the difference from what he was used to. In the Lava World, his spiritual force seemed sluggish, a result of the laws of this world not being harmonious with his own.

"As expected, with a switch in worlds, the dimensions, energy levels and even the the interactions between particles are starkly different. The changes in laws are definitely a huge obstruction to Magi who travel between worlds."

A thread of understanding flashed in Leylin's eyes. This was the precious experience that many ancient Magi had gathered through their blood and sweat.

"Thankfully, I've already condensed my point mass. Soul force is still useful in most worlds, and only needs some slight alterations. If it was still spiritual force, I'm afraid…" Relief rose in Leylin's heart.

Soul force was a high-grade power, and could be used in many worlds. Its practicality trumped that of spiritual force.

Leylin estimated that if he still used spiritual force here, he would probably have to deal with the awkwardness of not fitting in. He might even need to cultivate it from the beginning and turn his spiritual force into the spiritual strength unique to this world. Though there would be no bottleneck, it would definitely require a lot of effort.

Now, with the use of soul force, this issue was mostly solved.

"It's no wonder that ancient Magi placed Morning Star as the minimum rank to attack other worlds. So there's this factor!" Leylin touched his chin.

[Beep! Data on surroundings completely gathered. Generating elemental map. Analysing world's laws. Beginning fine-tuning of host body's soul undulations…]

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Assistance

Over five years of progress and the addition of a large amount of information on the soul from Leylin's end that he'd acquired through trade and missions, the A.I. Chip's analysis on the soul had reached a whole new level.

Though it still could not completely enumerate soul force, it was not far from this goal, and could perform many unbelievable deductions and integrations.

Things like altering the soul undulations being emitted by him were only one part of it.

'Mm! The concentration of fire elemental particles is the highest here. If I modify the spell models of the Magus World, I might achieve an even more astounding bonus to my power!' Leylin touched his chin and watched the elemental map, his eyes glowing.

Meanwhile, his aura had already begun to change. A dim layer of light flickered into existence and quickly covered his body. The entire space seemed to distort for a while, but at the same time, it seemed as if nothing had happened.

Leylin suddenly sighed deeply, and his body seemed to incorporate itself seamlessly into the surroundings.

"I've finally rid myself of that feeling of being spied on! World Will…" he sighed, tone showing his relief. "Luckily, the protector of this world is similar to the consciousness of Gaia, and not some living being. If not, I wouldn't have been able to dupe them so easily…"

After travelling to another world, there was an issue of how to deal with the ill intent from the world.

The undulations of Morning Star Magi were as obvious as a lit torch in the darkness. It would definitely attract the attention of the world, and things would be even more troublesome in a world that was not their own.

If he completely infuriated the World Will, it was like inviting a god of death to his side. It would bring about unceasing bad luck.

Even Morning Star Magi would be played to death, forget anyone else.

Leylin's aura changed, and he was now just like the occupants of this world, not standing out in the least.

"This way, I have completely descended into this world. I wonder where Mentor Gilbert and the others are…" Leylin furrowed his eyebrows, and a tremendous and terrifying soul force was sent out to scan the surrounding areas.

Though soul force had no form and was intangible, the instant a Morning Star power exploded, the entire space would seem to halt, and even the lava would stop roaring.

The world was a fiery red! With the spread of his soul force, he could see much more of the lava river network. This place seemed like it was near a crater, with practically no signs of life.

The reason why he said there was practically none, was because Leylin had found a plant.

This was a plant similar to a Black Metal tree. The roots were fixed firmly in the ground, almost entering the lava, and the whole trunk had a black luster. Even the high temperature of the lava did not cause this tree to wither at all.

"At least there's some signs of life, or else I'd have assumed only elemental beings could survive in this world…" Leylin nodded, but his expression suddenly changed as he glanced in a direction.

There, he had keenly felt the undulations of some being, and it was a large one at that!

"The aboriginals?" Leylin chuckled. His body merged into the air, and began to move in the direction that the energy had come from.

Not long after, he reached his destination and watched a large battle.

At one side of the battlefield was a group of beings, each two to three metres tall and looking similar to humans. Even when boiling hot lava made contact with their glistening black skin, it did not result in a large reaction, which meant their resistance to heat was very high. They also had a single little horn on their heads.

There were about ten or so one-horned beings, holding black lances and other weapons as they surrounded and attacked a giant monster.

This monster was completely red. There was a thick layer of rocks on its body that looked like a shell, lines of lava flowing down like little streams.

It was ten or so metres tall, looking like a large worm with its lower body submerged in lava. It seemed to be a being that lived only within the lava.

Pak!* With a ferocious sweep, several of the one-horned beings were flung away, and the creature spat out a golden liquid from its mouth. The liquid was of an unbelievably high temperature, and the moment the liquid landed on the ground, it began to burn fiercely. Even the one-horned beings were in trouble, and those that had the golden liquid splashed on them immediately showed signs of burns appearing on their bodies.

"Kkngsg_fkamg-…" The few leaders of the one-horned race immediately began to yell using a very strange method. They did not seem to employ vocal chords, instead making sounds directly from the lower abdomen. It was similar to the ventriloquists from his previous world.

"As expected, I can't understand it at all…" Leylin was speechless, but luckily, issues like this were not a huge problem. Secretly following them for a period of time and having the A.I. Chip analyse their language would work, but Leylin had an even better method.

Whoosh!* A thread of dim soul force quickly disappeared into the head of a one-horned being who was heavily injured.

"Ugh…" That one-horned being began to struggle vigorously, and yet could only whimper uselessly. His fellow clansmen thought he was crying out in pain, and hence this did not arouse their interest.

Meanwhile, images flashed in front of Leylin's eyes like in a movie.

Soon enough, this being's entire life was presented before Leylin, from his birth, including his growth, to his death. Everything was clearly recorded by the A.I. Chip.

[Beep! Identified unnamed language. Saving in database!] [Beep! Generated map of vicinity, as well as basic information on Lava World and the races…]

From the great amount of memories, the A.I. Chip had found much useful information and began to organise them systematically, sorting them into the corresponding fields of knowledge.

"Good! Set the name of this unnamed language as 'Lava Language' and transmit it to my memories!" Leylin immediately used this function.

In less than a second, Leylin had learnt the language of this world. Though they had different bodies, that was a problem easily solved by magic and some illusions.

Only at this point did the meaning of the yells of those one-horned beings emerge in Leylin's mind accurately.

"Wook'ma, leave!" A being with a body larger than the rest of the one-horned clansman stood in front of the lava worm, pushing a one-horned being with a smaller stature away.

Chik chik…* The giant lava worm roared, opening its mouth and swallowing this one-horned being.

The one-horned being called Wook'ma was stunned as she sat on the ground, eyes losing their focus.

"Damn it, Wook'la's finished. The ceremony is a failure. How were we so unlucky as to encounter a lava worm?"

The other one-horned beings' faces were filled with remorse, and one of them began to curse, "It must have something to do with Klin clan. When the time comes, I'll definitely kill them…"

Hearing this, bitter laughs sounded from the other one-horned beings. In this situation, being able to survive was already a luxury. What was the point of saying things like that?

The terrifying spit of the lava worm had already reached Wook'ma, and it was much too late for rescue attempts. A few of these clansmen closed their eyes, unable to watch.

Wook'ma had only just grown to adulthood, and was usually a passionate, bright child. To think she would die here… A few other young clansmen were already roaring while they pounced forward.

Roar!* The expected pain did not come, and Wook'ma opened her eyes curiously, finding a strange being in front of her.

This being looked very strange. He had no horns, no black skin, and physically looked small. He looked about the size of a three or four year old in the clan.

However, it was this small figure that had easily blocked the attack of the lava worm, and from the opponent's howls, there was a trace of… fear?

Yes, Wook'ma was sure of it. The powerful lava worm was actually afraid of this little thing.

"Are you alright?" The weird being in front of her spoke, using the language of her tribe. Wook'ma naturally understood.

"I- I'm fine! Are you of the ant tribe? Though you don't have their feelers, your skin colour and physique match!" Wook'ma seemed to have forgotten the danger in front of her and began to strike up a conversation with Leylin.

Leylin was speechless at the actions of this tribe, and instead exerted strength in his arms.

Ka-cha! Ka-cha!* A giant red hand that was ten or so metres long fished the lava worm up easily. Its five fingers exerted a force one by one, causing the lava worm to roar in pain.

Layer after layer of rock fragments peeled off and fell from its body, and by the time the magma armour had disappeared, its physique had obviously become much smaller. Even its aura had strangely weakened.

"Hm? Interesting." Leylin watched the magma shell dropping off. The golden liquid from before was transported through a series of complicated pathways through which its effects were amplified, turning from ordinary lava to the powerful golden lava.

"An amplification spell formation? But I don't see any resemblance to one…" Leylin's eyes shone with interest, the large hand exerting more force. More layers fell from the lava worm's body.

Yet another layer of magma fell, and the lava worm was now only two or three metres long. Its aura suddenly weakened till it could not match up to the most ordinary one-horned clansmen.

'A.I. Chip, remember these patterns!' Leylin secretly commanded. There were many paths and research methods in these other worlds, and also ample experimental materials. All of these were things that Magi would go berserk over, and also one of the main reasons they were willing to risk death to explore other worlds.

Boom!* The last of the magma slid off, and the lava worm that had seemed enormous had turned into a fat, meaty worm that was just over a metre long.

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Unihorn Race

"Thank you for saving Wook'ma, revered Powerful One!"

Rather than the young female, two other one-horned beings came forward with their right arm on their chest, doing a strange action.

"May I know the Powerful One's name?"

Leylin noticed an investigative glint that had been concealed well in their eyes. There were even traces of suspicion, but he had already come up with a plan.

"I am Ley, of the winged people! I am currently travelling to learn more about different cultures, so there is no need to thank me. The great will of lava was the one who orchestrated all this…"

With the memories of that one-horned tribal, Leylin's speech was just like that of the Lava World's aboriginals, and his disguise was seamless.

The so-called winged people were a shield Leylin had found for himself.

Through the other party's memories, he had found that all the different races of Lava World looked totally different from regular Wooks, and only the winged people tribe were somewhat similar. As for the wings? With his skills in magic as a Morning Star, creating two wings was too simple.

"So you are a friend of the winged tribe! Welcome to the Blazing Thorn Land!"

The winged people were a peace-loving minority in the Lava World. They were usually scattered throughout the land, and did not cause any trouble with any large organisations. Hence, these two one-horned beings, even if they didn't let their guards down completely, lost a lot of their suspicion. They invited Leylin enthusiastically to a city nearby to rest.

Leylin, who had other intentions, naturally rejected them for a while, before going with the situation and agreeing.

Overjoyed, the two clansmen immediately used whatever they had at hand and conducted a banquet in Leylin's honour.

What surprised Leylin the most was that their meal today was the lava worm. It had to be said that when one repressed the disgust at placing the lava worm's meat in their mouth, the expected terrible taste did not appear. The meat was actually similar to chicken, and also had a fragrant and sweet juice; it was a rare delicacy.

This was especially true in the Lava World. Food that had high water content was actually one of the rarest ingredients!

"Lord Ley, thank you so much! Also…" Wook'ma thanked Leylin with a tone full of admiration, passing over a large portion of the meat of the worm.

"What is it?" Leylin answered, finding the situation funny.

"May… May I see your… wings? I've heard that the wings of the winged people are the most beautiful things in the world!" Wook'ma's eyes were full of admiration, but that only had Leylin feeling like laughing and crying at the same time.

"The most beautiful? I'm afraid us winged people can't take that title, but I can fulfill your request." Leylin nodded, not caring if this was just the pure fantasies of a little girl, or if someone was trying to sound him out.

After he stood up, the clothes on his back tore open, revealing a pair of large, snow-white wings. When spread out, they were a good four or five metres long, and the wings that looked like that of an angel wrapped Leylin within. At the edges of these fine, pure white feathers, there were traces of a golden luster.

'With this appearance, I could even pretend to be an angel in my previous world…' Leylin thought with a laugh. At the same time, he saw that behind Wook'ma, who looked full of admiration, the other two one-horned clansmen were surprised.

Based on their previous conversation, Leylin knew that one was called Wook'e, and the other was Wook'bor. They were part of the largest one-horned clan nearby, the Wook Clan.

In the Lava World, matured one-horned clansmen had to hunt for food by themselves, a rite of passage.

However they had been unlucky, or rather been plotted against. That was why they had encountered a lava worm, and an enraged one at that. If not for Leylin acting, these people might all have died here.

"Mister Ley, I heard that you're a traveller. Can you tell me stories about other places?" Wook'ma's hands were under her chin as she laid on her stomach in front of Leylin like a curious baby.

Combined with her almost three-metre-tall stature and horn, she gave off an appearance that would scare any regular child into crying in his previous world. The contrast was stark.

"This… Please wait for a while. I still want to discuss something with your uncles!" Leylin smiled. All the information he had obtained had come from the unlucky guy who had died. If he was asked about some other matters, that might expose his identity, and he had hence quickly changed the subject.

"Alright! Wook'ma, go to bed. We still have things to discuss with Mister Ley!"

Wook'e stood up. He sent the pouting Wook'ma away and chuckled, finding this embarrassing, "My apologies, Mister Ley, she's only a child!"

"Indeed, I don't blame her," Leylin shook her head. The glint from his eyes made the two clansmen afraid to look him in the eye. "But… Why did you try to probe me?"

"Nothing gets past Mister!" Wook'e and Wook'bor exchanged a glance and began laughing wryly.

The blazing bonfire gradually died out, and only the red lava river in the distance slowly emitted dark red rays. The flickering flames covered the faces of these beings, giving a feeling of light and darkness being unable to be determined.

Leylin, who was listening to these two speak, also had a grim expression as he nodded or shook his head from time to time, looking to be deep in thought.

……

The next day, Wook'e and Wook'bor announced that Leylin would temporarily join and return with them. This immediately resulted in many cheers, with Wook'ma's the loudest.

Seeing Wook'e and Wook'bor's confident expressions, Leylin had the urge to laugh.

Last night, they had told him about some conflict between organisations and some persecution they were facing. Though Leylin had not understood much, nor could he be bothered to, his expression looked like he understood completely. His outward hatred immediately netted a favourable opinion from these two.

From the looks of it, they seemed to think of him as a reliable power. Or rather… as a saviour of sorts?

Leylin found this hilarious, but had to endure it.

"Mister Ley, what are you thinking about…" Wook'ma immediately began to cling to him, and Leylin pressed against his forehead with nothing to say.

Leylin could work independently and find where the large creatures gathered, searching the strongest one's soul and therefore obtaining more information in a convenient manner. However, this would cause a huge ruckus and arouse needless suspicion, as well as the attention from the world's will. The cons outweighed the pros.

Even without attention from the world's will, the Lava World was a world and definitely had someone with a battle might of at least the Morning Star realm. The moment he besieged and enraged large powers, even Leylin could not be certain he would be able to escape safely.

His motive was to save the two Kemoyin Dukes, which was why he had to maintain a low profile until he found them.

Though this method of blending in was slightly troublesome, the advantage was the safety, and there weren't any loopholes.

What allowed Leylin to feel at ease was that time flowed different in other worlds and in the Magus World. One year might have passed in the Magus World while only a month or even a few days had passed here, which was why he still had plenty of time.

"Since Jupiter's Lightning set up a trap here, they must have found this world's coordinates long ago and occupied an area here…"

Leylin's thoughts began to gain clarity.

"Perhaps even that Radiant Moon Magus has quite a few clones here in charge. They might have set up some traps and are waiting for me to get caught, which is why I can't make mistakes…"

After following the group for a few days, a silhouette of a black city could be seen in the distance.

That was a giant city of rock. Whether it was the houses or city walls, they were all made of giant black boulders. Though the city wall was low, the men of another race who were standing tall above it were robust and valiant.

"We're home!" Many single-horned clansmen immediately cheered, but at the thought of their siblings who had died, they could not help but begin to lower their heads and weep.

……

'This is a place where intelligent beings gather, but my soul force has yet to make any discoveries of them…' His concealed soul force swept through the place, but Leylin's expression did not change despite his sighing inside.

In a palace constructed of large black rocks, Leylin saw the leader of the one-horned race's Wook Clan. These leaders were usually called the "Intellectual One."

"Revered Intellectual One, please accept the blessings of a guest from far away!" Following custom, Leylin placed a few portions of lava worm meat in front of a wrinkled one-horned being as a gift.

At this moment, only the two of them were in the large palace. Wook'e and the rest had long since hurried back.

"Lava worm? These beings usually like to stay in lava and seldom come out. After being aggravated, they will explode with terrifying lava attacks. It's all thanks to you that Wook'ma and the rest could return safely!"

The elderly Intellectual One nodded, grabbing at the lava worm and beginning to eat without reservations. Juice splashed everywhere and fell from the corner of its mouth, droplets landing on the straw mat.

This was a tradition of the one-horned race. Enjoying the gift in front of the guest was a sign of respect.

Leylin appeared to be sitting at a side respectfully, though in actuality, his soul force had already covered the surroundings.

"This intellectual being has pretty good abilities, at the strength of a rank 1 or 2 Magus. It's a pity that it's still too weak…"

The old one-horned clansman obviously did not notice Leylin's gaze that held pity, and when it was done with the meal, it touched its lips. "Well then, is there anything I can help you with? Just say the word!"

"Of course! I have a difficult problem that I need your help with…" Leylin smiled slowly while softly stating his request.

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It was the early morning and the air was refreshing, a situation that seldom occurred. Even the lava rivers weren't boiling hot right now.

The large black city gates opened slowly, and a small caravan made its way through.

Within the caravan were many black one-horned clansmen. Their mode of transport was a giant creature that looked like a snail. Their shells towered high, a few openings in them made expressly for the easy retrieval of items.

There were no goods in the huge shell of the largest mount, and only a space that was specially cleared for Leylin to sit in, with his legs crossed.

Though this snail's movements weren't especially quick, it was advantageous in that there were practically no jolts from the travel. Even the temperature of this place was different from that of the surroundings, and it left Leylin feeling very satisfied.

At the thought of the unwillingness to part on Uma's face, as well as Wook'e and Wook'bo's stunned expressions, Leylin had the urge to laugh.

He had no plans on interfering with matters relating to other races. That 'Intellectual One' had also known from the aura undulations that Leylin had intentionally emanated, that he was not to be provoked, and did not want to keep a time bomb like Leylin around.

Hence, everything clicked together. The one-horned race immediately agreed to bring Leylin along on their next travel. With the travelling merchants as the guide, they brought Leylin to a bigger city.

In all honesty, compared to the city where many different races lived together in harmony, the black city that the one-horned race had built was like a town in the countryside.

"Woking City! The largest city in the Blazing Thorn Land. I hope it won't let me down!" Leylin's eyes flashed with a glint that nobody could see through, while his hands began to move quickly.

Large amounts of Magus materials were fished out of his spatial ring and arranged to form a small-scale spell formation.

The whole process was covert, and not the slightest sound was made. It was not just the one-horned beings outside. Even the snail that Leylin was sitting on did not feel it.

Buzz…* An extremely slight undulation that only Morning Star ranked Kemoyin Warlocks could detect was transmitted into the distance.

"Go!" Two dull spiritual flames appeared on Leylin's hands, quickly disappearing into the spell formation.

Following that, Leylin closed his eyes, a thread of soul force linking with the spell formation. His mind seemed to pass through the snail shell and arrive outside, spreading further.

A long while later, Leylin opened his eyes and shook his head.

'It still isn't working! This is the limit of what I can do. I'm afraid the two Dukes aren't in this region…' Leylin sighed, his expression complicated.

A world was much too large. It could be said that the Lava World far surpassed the central continent in terms of surface area. To find two people in such a large area, a needle in a haystack couldn't even begin to describe it.

Though Gilbert and the rest were Morning Star Warlocks and would definitely make a name for themselves wherever they were, one had to remember that Jupiter's Lightning definitely had an organisation here. It was possible that before he could even find Gilbert, the Radiant Moon Magi would be at his doorstep wanting his life.

'But… Morning Star strength is rare even in other worlds. If I was a Magus from Jupiter's Lightning, I would probably scheme to seize control of large-scale organisations and find a way to lure other members to come over as well…'

Leylin began to envisage the plans that Gilbert and the others would make after coming here suddenly, and immediately had several trains of thought.

'I'm afraid I'll have to go to other large cities. Intelligence groups there must have the information I want!' Leylin's eyes shone, and he pointed at the spell formation in mid-air.

A layer of crimson flames immediately started to rage, swallowing the spell formation and the two soul fires within.

In the crimson flames, the spell formation that had originally been large and oversized shrunk down into little droplets that rolled around and disappeared into a soul crystal.

When the crimson flames had died out, all that was left was a red crystal the size of a fist.

At the heart of the crystal were two fine silver-white flames that intertwined, forming the strange shape of the Ouroboros.

'Alright! The sensing technique has been set. I won't need to go through the troublesome task of setting up a spell formation every single time in the future.' Leylin looked relaxed as he kept the crystal properly. Immediately after, he felt the whole group come to a halt.

"What's going on?" Furrowing his brows, Leylin opened the shell of the snail and went outside.

"Mister Ley, there's a battle going on outside. The undulations have already reached the Earth grade, hence I've ordered the group to stop!" A giant one-horned clansman came before Leylin, looking very respectful.

Initially, he had had qualms regarding Intellectual One's plans, but after Leylin had shown some tricks, the other party was immediately taken in. His gaze towards Leylin was full of deference.

"Oh? I didn't notice that just now." Leylin nodded, spreading a pair of large white wings from his back. A powerful strength flowed through them, allowing his body to fly into the air.

This expansive view immediately allowed him to view the scene far away.

Energy undulations were spread recklessly, and two figures moved to and fro in the lava, filling the whole sky with magma droplets.

"Indeed, energy at the Earth grade," Leylin nodded.

This world naturally did not have the same classification system as the Magus World, but several beings with extraordinary strength still existed here, though the differences in ranking were not as distinct.

From what Leylin knew, individuals who had exemplary abilities only had a few divisions. Exemplary, Earth, Sky, Star!

Based on Leylin's understanding, 'Exemplary' referred to knights and acolytes, and they were beings which possessed the slightest bit of extraordinary strength. They were the lowest stratum. Earth referred to the equivalents of official Magi, or perhaps those who could reach rank 2. Similarly, Sky were the strong ones, as strong as rank 3! And those of Star rank were beings who existed in legends and myths, and were on par with the Magus World's Morning Star Magi.

The classification of 'Stars' allowed Leylin to guess that Lava World definitely had been influenced by the Magus World. Or, at least, there had been a few Morning Star Magi that had paid attention to this world.

If not, the classification of Stars would not be so similar.

As for strength, the one-horned race that Leylin had seen up to this point depended completely on their body. Only the Intellectual One he saw that day seemed to have awakened some magical ability, which was rather decent.

The two beings of another race that were fighting in front of Leylin paled in comparison to the Intellectual One from before, whether in terms of the intensity of their energy or undulations.

However, after observing for a long while, Leylin made a discovery, "A summoning ability? And it's the power of a totem?"

These two were obviously not of the one-horned race. One of them was extremely obese, to the point that their waist couldn't even be seen. A long nose hung from its face, making it look like an upright elephant, except that its skin was bright yellow.

The other was green, and from the big-headed race. It had an exceptionally small body and very nimble arms, with many runes and spell patterns rolling from its fingertips and being carved into the ground.

"Ignite!" With its voice, the image on the ground suddenly brightened, a layer of soil solidifying to form a berserk bear-like creature.

A pentagonal spell formation appeared on the elephant clansman, and in the next moment, the space seemed to shatter. A large double-headed cheetah descended from another space.

The two creatures looked each other face to face, and then began to tear at one another viciously, powerful energy undulations sweeping through the region.

'There's a shadow of the Magus World here! It seems that the ancient Magus World once took over many worlds and made use of the strengths of this place, giving rise to many strength-based systems. Looks like the rumours were real!'

Leylin watched on with interest, occasionally finding traces of some systems similar to that in the Magus World from their usage of energy.

However, his attitude of watching leisurely had clearly offended the two of them.

"You damned bird person. What are you looking at?" The elephant man roared, and it summoned a large goshawk, its sharp feathers and claws like steel as they emanated glints that inspired terror.

The goshawk cawed out and pounced towards Leylin, its large talons seemingly able to tear through anything.

The other opponent seemed to have slowed his movements, standing aside and waiting to watch a good show.

"Really…" Leylin couldn't help but shake his head, watching the goshawk that was throwing itself at him speechlessly. Never did he expect that watching such a spectacle could cause trouble.

'Summoning methods can technically be divided into elemental summoning, spatial summoning, bloodline summoning, all the way to the greatest, which is world summoning! The summoning methods here are probably those of the lowest level, spatial summoning. They can only instantly summon contracted beings of this world before the summoner…'

Leylin touched his chin, watching the goshawk that was pouncing over, and suddenly laughed.

For some reason, after seeing that smile, the elephant man on the ground felt a chill, as if he had done something very wrong.

Soul force invaded the insides of the goshawk's mind. Leylin immediately found a spell formation that symbolised a contract. It was twinkling, and as if it had discovered the invasion of another being, it began to retaliate.

However, soul force was far too powerful. With just a sweep, the elephant man's low-grade spiritual force was utterly defeated, and the spiritual branding had also been erased. The large goshawk felt giddy and suddenly found the white-winged person in front of it favourable, circling around Leylin.

"Impossible!" The intense spiritual attack, as well as the erasing of his mark immediately caused the elephant man to be seriously injured.

He involuntarily cried out and spat a mouthful of fresh blood, crumbling down on the spot.

The other opponent seemed to be scared out of its wits and stayed rooted to the spot.

How could this summoning partner of his be defeated in such a straightforward manner? The green-skinned clansman felt like his thoughts came crashing down.

He was beginning to pity his opponent. Just a casual act had provoked such a terrifying existence. They had to be at least of the Sky rank!

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Woking City

"Mister Ley!" The rest of the Wooks celebrated upon Leylin's return, worship in their eyes. There was a respect for power that was imprinted into their very bloodlines, and now it had shown itself.

"It's all settled, let's continue!" Leylin returned to the seat in the giant snail shell, looking calm.

Indeed, the two rank 1 Magi did not warrant Leylin's attention. However, it had surprised Leylin how much the A.I. Chip had advanced after deriving the energy transformation formulas of the rank 1 Magi.

[Beep! Decoding of 15 rank 1 Fire element spells, 7 rank 2 spells and 3 rank 3 spells has been completed.]

Leylin's face broke into a smile after hearing the notice from the A. I. Chip.

Due to the difference in the rules of the Lava World, spell models of the Magus world could not directly be used in it, and had to be slightly altered.

For other Magi to do such a thing would require a lot of research; something that was potentially troublesome. The spells had to each be studied and analysed individually.

However, Leylin had the ability to analyse the spells in batches and instantly managed to understand many of the spells.

'In this case, I can recover most of my strength before we reach Woking…' A streak of light flashed and he slowly closed his eyes.

The giant caravan started to move slowly after the short pause, the Wook clansmen at ease.

After all, with the almighty Mister Ley overseeing them, there was not much to worry about during the journey, be it the bandits of the wilderness or disasters of nature and beasts.

As a matter of fact, with Leylin around, they were rarely affected by natural disaster, and even avoided huge crises many times.

After some time, The one-horned race eventually worshipped Leylin like a god. They had never been at such ease before, usually losing more than half their merchants and consuming large amounts of supplies for every trip.

Their parting with Leylin was full of reluctance. The chief of the caravan tried his best to persuade Leylin not to leave, even hinting that he could stay even if the Intellectual One refused.

But how would Leylin agree? He left with a smile.

Woking City, the largest city in the Blazing Thorn Land.

The entire city was built in a huge barren desert, with raging winds roaring every once in a while. The place appeared desolate.

But Leylin knew that such living conditions were considered exemplary in the Lava World. In the Lava World, the intelligent creatures thrived best in the areas where there was no lava flow. Other than the pure fire elemental creatures, few species would enjoy living near the edge of the lava. In here, other than the shortcoming that the temperature was slightly higher, it wasn't very much different from that of the deserts in the Magus World, and hence was considered conditions that were good enough.

"Nevertheless, these non-human species are really…"

The dress code and appearances of the Magi in Woking City differed greatly from what he was used to. Leylin was a little speechless at the unique structure of the buildings and the large crowd of passersby, who were predominantly non-human.

To Leylin's surprise, the one-horned race whom he had encountered early were actually more human than most, at least they looked similar to normal humans.

With non-humans who had numerous eyes and limbs were barely considered normal, Leylin was completely shocked when he saw a humongous green caterpillar, with hat and stick, in a store. It, ignorant of his gaze, was in a heated argument with the store's owner.

Despite his adventure experience in the Magus world, Leylin had mostly only been exposed to humans. Although the central continent held many non-humans, humans were still the majority while the rest eked out an existence in the shadows, even if they were mixed bloods who looked human.

However, in this place, Leylin felt like he was the odd one out. This feeling of isolation was new to him, and interesting.

"No wonder the antique books say that the process of conquering a foreign world is actually a great challenge for Magi. It's extremely difficult to even think of such a thing now, especially the act of going against the whole world by oneself. Truly, insane…"

Flames fumed in Leylin's eyes as he mumbled under his breath, his eyes flashing with excitement. "I really wish to give it a try… The feeling of conquering a world…"

His exclamation was well and good, but time had arrived that he settle serious matters.

Leylin stopped a long-haired, two headed green being that was drooling out some unknown liquid.

"I need to get some information, is there any place can fulfil my needs? If u can bring me there, this will be yours!" Leylin took out a pinkish crystal and tossed it in front of the non-human, making his eyes brighten up.

"I– I'll bring you there!" The sturdy man by the side of the two-headed being hemmed and hawed, as if he had to invest a lot of energy in speaking each and every word.

"Great! After you!" Leylin's eyes flashed with a trace of a smile.

……

Clearly, the two headed being was pretty familiar with streets of Woking, every step of his long legs taking him a few meters ahead. He was originally worried that Leylin could not keep up with him, but after seeing Leylin at ease he sped up.

When they reached a remote alley, the two-headed fellow turned around and stammered, "Right– right here!"

"Is it?" Leylin looked around. The huge shadow of the building covered the region, blotting out the sun and leaving the entire place in darkness.

A tinge of a sombre mood was felt, and there was not a single person around.

"Hehehe, look, what Strap brought us!" A green, multi-limbed being who looked like a grasshopper climbed along the side of the wall. The pair of crimson eyes on top of its triangular head stared at Leylin with a malicious intent.

"Ant Tribe? Or Winged Tribe? Whatever, Old Hawk will surely pay a high price for his meat anyway… "

In concert with his voice, many other non-humans climbed out of the corners, all looking bloodthirsty and ferocious.

"I knew it… I just knew it would turn out this way…" Leylin sighed helplessly, "Why do you want to force me to use violence when we can resolve this peacefully?"

Leylin's puzzled look made the nonhumans tremble, feeling as if they had done something wrong.

"Just as well! In any case, I'm short on quite a few foreign specimens!"

Leylin played with the ring on his finger, gracefully taking out a silver surgical knife. He looked focused and devoted.

……

"Oh no! Please let me go! I don't know anything, they forced me…"

Half an hour later, the alley was filled with the reek of blood. All the non-humans had disappeared, leaving behind only the two headed being kneeling on the ground, begging for mercy.

However, it was a high-pitched female voice this time, coming from the other head.

"Really?" Leylin wiped the silvery surgical knife, mirth in his eyes. It terrified the two-headed being, whose hair stood on ends.

"I can help! I know the best information broker in the city, it's Old Jake. I'm telling the truth! He even knows things about other worlds! I can bring you there right now!" The being revealed its intelligence at the boundary between life and death, finally securing its life from the surgical knife Leylin had placed in front of it.

"Good! Bring me to him now!" The surgical knife stopped right before the being's eyes, only a millimetre away.

"Yes, Master! I will bring you there now…" The creature wept, even wanting to die. If not for the fact that it was in its resting period and if it had let its younger brother go out instead, it would never have come near a malefic like Leylin.

It was useless to say anything now, though. It knew very well that it would end up like the scattered piles of flesh and bones if it did not bring Leylin to his destination and help him get what he wanted.

It was no doubt that he was the local tyrant. In a short while, he had brought Leylin to an extensive basement area.

Leylin got excited upon entering the place. This atmosphere of this place was pervaded with feelings of passion, madness, and death, causing the darkness elemental particles to be very concentrated here.

'It wouldn't take too long for this kind of place to give normal humans a mental disorder…' Leylin stroked his chin, followed after the two-headed being.

"What brings you here Strap? Do you wanna play some games?" A creature with the head of an ox patted the two headed creature's shoulder with great strength. His right leg was missing, instead replaced with a giant metal limb.

Leylin smelled an odour similar to that of marijuana from the ox-head, coming from the crimson drink in his hand. It seemed to be an alcoholic drink of this world.

"No, I'm here for Old Jake! You see…" The two headed being pointed at Leylin and started to whisper to the ox-head with flattery.

"Off you go!" The Ox-head took another look at Leylin, perhaps it was the attractive thin figure of Leylin that set him off guard.

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Underground Wrestling Match

Passing through a rusty metal door, Leylin entered a large underground arena.

There were cheers, howls, even berserk roars sounding incessantly. At times one could hear the sound of weapons clashing, at others the sound of a body being pierced.

The atmosphere was insane. The audience, who were composed of multiple races, waved pieces of paper in their hands as they yelled towards the middle of the arena.

"This…" Leylin looked down towards the centre with interest, and immediately made a discovery.

In a large cage made of steel was a were-lion with golden fur. It was matched against several large monsters.

These monsters looked like eight-legged crocodiles with mouths full of sharp teeth.

Their mouths actually looked like saws with all the sharp teeth, boasting a viciousness and frightening power that would cause weaker beings to faint.

Their opponent, the were-lion, was unarmed, and could only fight these monsters with its own fists. Heaps of muscles bulged on its body, holding in store its formidable strength.

Just as Leylin glanced over, it mercilessly grabbed onto one of the crocodiles' tails and ruthlessly flung it onto a metal bad. A large number of metallic thorns stabbed into the creature's body, and blood gushed out. The injury looked fatal.

In exchange, the were-lion's back now had several bloody scratches that were dripping with blood.

"A place for underground wrestling, with bets and alcohol?" Leylin nodded, beginning to have some expectations towards Old Jake.

The heads of such underground organisations were usually the people who acquired intel the most effectively. He would definitely have a huge network.

After all, selling information was very profitable, and he would definitely not let this opportunity go.

"Come with me!" The ox-head limped as he led the way, guiding Leylin through several bar counters where many were raising their wine cups and roaring madly. He then opened a small wooden door.

This door truly was tiny. Leylin's physique would be considered slender among the races of this world, and even he had to lower his head, half bowing before he could enter.

Boom!* The sturdy wooden door closed, isolating the room from the clamour outside.

The moment before the door closed, Leylin vaguely saw the were-lion successfully taking care of two other monster crocodiles. Though it had paid a large price, it had still managed to keep its life.

Large numbers of bets failed, and those who had lost their money bellowed, the cacophony almost overturning the entire arena.

And still, when the wooden door closed, it was as if everything outside had no relation to this place.

"Serenity and insanity are only separated by a single door. Isn't that feeling amazing, Mister Ley from the one-horned race's territory?"

A dwarf that was around a metre tall walked out. It had on a long silver robe, the bottom dragging on the ground. It held the same wine cup as the rest, an excited blush on its face.

Its eyes, however, were cold. They were like a mass of ice, not a single ripple within them.

'A rational lunatic!' That was Leylin's first impression if this dwarf. For it to be able to take control of such a large organisation, it was evidently not a simple character.

"You know me?" Leylin had arrived at the Lava World a few days ago, and he had only made contact with the one-horned race. The knowledge that the other party had found information on him so quickly caused him to be delighted. In this case, there was a higher chance of his plans being realised.

"Of course! There are few who can defeat the summoner, Klito. A Sky ranked master is definitely worthy of my respect!" The dwarf bowed slightly, and Leylin was moved.

It must have been a member of the ant race with its brown skin and two little antennae. For some reason, it had broken away from its community and formed a large underground organisation in Woking City.

"Was it the merchants of the one-horned city?" Leylin pondered over it for a moment and immediately answered. Pretty much the only ones who knew him in the entirety of Woking City was that lot.

"Indeed, it was them! Since they were escorted by Mister Ley, I've already sent down orders that all their goods will be sold off at 10% higher than the market price!"

The dwarf of the ant race invited Leylin to take a seat, and personally poured a glass of something similar to red wine for him slowly.

The slight smell of alcohol, mixed with all kinds of fermented items that had anaesthetic effects immediately surrounded Leylin's nostrils.

"The alcohol of other races is really terrifying. They aren't even afraid of harming their bodies…"

Leylin shook his head, a little speechless. Though he was not afraid of these with the quality of his body, his tastes were well-developed. Such a crudely-made thing was not worthy of his attention, even if this alcohol was the best out of this dwarf's collection.

"Alright, respected guest! May I know your purpose in seeking out pitiful old Jake?" Seeing Leylin putting the wine cup down without taking a sip, Jake's expression did not change. He'd taken the initiative to bring up the topic, his eyes smiling.

"Everything!" Leylin chuckled lightly.

"Everything?!" Jake cried out involuntarily. "What do you mean by everything?"

"All the intelligence you have. Everything you know. That includes this region, as well as other areas. Whether it's a big or small issue, I want everything as long as it's valuable…" Leylin's voice was low, and had a unique charm to it.

"Hehe… Mr Ley, do you know how much this information will cost?" Jake laughed, but his voice turned cold.

"I know, but I can definitely afford it!" Leylin answered without hesitation.

"What are you going to use to pay for it?" Jake had already assumed he'd met a lunatic, or someone with a screw loose.

"Your life. Is that enough?" Leylin spoke coldly.

"Crap!" Upon hearing Leylin's words, Jake immediately bowed and retreated, throwing himself behind a study table with a jump. With a push of some mechanism, a defensive layer of energy appeared instantly.

Its movements were fluid, as if it had trained for this countless of times.

Only after the layer rose did its expression become calm. A sneer raised on its lips, "Mr Ley, don't you think you're going too far for a mere guest?"

"I've never felt that way towards the weak!" Leylin's voice was dull, and that caused Jake's face to flush.

As if Leylin's words had touched on some nerve, Jake instantly grew furious.

"Get him!" It called out suddenly, and a pink mist filled the room. Two figures rushed out from within, emanating powerful energy undulations.

"The two mice finally dare show themselves. You're only at the Sky rank, is that so amazing?" Leylin laughed slightly, a dark green layer of energy appearing from his body as a large hand grabbed forwards.

Boom!* Space itself seemed to freeze in place, and the two fierce black figures halted abruptly. Leylin held each of them by the neck.

What appeared in his hands were two other dwarves that looked very similar to Jake. Energy undulations similar to that of a rank 3 Magus were continually emitted from them, but to Leylin this was far too weak. They were like a candle in a hurricane, a random wisp of wind enough to destroy them.

"Is this all you have to depend on? Any others?" Leylin opened his mouth, and a vortex appeared in the air. The pink mist that had pervaded the air was sucked into Leylin's stomach.

One of those that Leylin was holding suddenly seemed to recall something, and even began to stutter, "This powerful? You– You're a Star rank…"

He sent the two flying, and they fell with a thud, fainting from their injuries.

Swish!* Seeing Leylin unravelling his trap and defeating two Sky ranks so easily, Jake, who was within the defensive layer, could only grit his teeth and remove it, kneeling before him.

"Revered Master Ley, please forgive the petty me for offending you unknowingly. Jake is willing to hand over all power and information to you…"

"You're smart and understand the situation. Good, I like people like you!" A smile appeared on Leylin's face, but to Jake it looked like that of a devil.

"I don't want your organisation or anything like that. I just need some information from you. Because you're tactful, I'll only purge a portion of your memories. Don't worry…"

Hearing Leylin's words, Jake immediately knelt in gratitude, while forcing a laugh inside.

Just a Star rank was enough to destroy Woking City, and he had no means of fighting back.

……

A few hours later, Leylin who had obtained what he wanted, left the Underground Wrestling Arena, satisfied.

The atmosphere in the arena was still very heated. Now, however, there were great battles between various races. Leylin even saw a few one-horned clansmen who were mere cannon fodder.

The soundproofing effects of the wooden door were superb. There seemed to be some spell formation, and even though Leylin had caused a mess inside, nobody outside found out.

Even that ox-headed person would not know that over the course of the past few hours, the leader of their organisation had thoroughly bowed down at the hands of this young being of a different race.

Of course, Leylin spurned the head of an underground organisation. After using methods of psychological hints to confirm that it had handed over all the information, he had immediately modified its memories and even created a fake experience. This completely concealed the happenings of the day.

After leaving the arena, Leylin found a random inn and, after paying with precious gems, received a large house.

Of course, this wealth had been obtained with the generous sponsorship of Old Jake.

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Emberwing Race

The Lava World was vast, and a few hundred years would not be enough to traverse the entire world.

Based on the information hr obtained from Jake, this continent that Leylin was on was the largest in the Lava World, called 'Blazing Crown'.

Around Blazing Crown, was an ocean formed of lava. Within this lava ocean were all kinds of terrifying high-energy beings, and it was a much more dangerous place than the oceans in the Magus World.

Hence, communication between Blazing Crown and the other continents was minimal. Even the most powerful extraordinary ones rarely left the continent.

To Jake's knowledge, Blazing Crown was the heart of the Lava World. The other 'continents' were merely slightly large islands.

'What an interesting world! An ocean formed of lava? If those fire-elemental Magi were to find out about this place, they would be willing to migrate over even if it cost them a fortune.' Leylin touched his chin, beginning to browse through the intelligence he had obtained from Jake.

Though the information was very complicated, the A.I. Chip had recorded everything and could quickly filter out the wrong and useless information, leaving behind the great amounts of valuable intel. It then combined a few pieces that seemed to be linked.

Soon, Leylin managed to form an image of the true Lava World.

This was a world of flames. Fire elemental beings and lava creatures occupied over 80% of the area here. The one-horned race, as well as the ant race that Jake was a part of, could only somewhat survive at the edges of the continent.

On the complete map of the continent, there were no signs of the single-horned city. Woking City was merely a black dot at the edge, and was basically a remote and desolate place.

Three organisations stood at the apex of Blazing Crown.

There was the Divineflame Empire made entirely of fire elemental beings. The Atlan Union was made up of the Emberwing race, a life form similar to humans, and then the Allied Kingdom was made up of the rest. There weren't any others at the same level as them.

Of these three, the Divineflame Empire was the most powerful. The Atlan Union and Allied Kingdom had to collaborate to stave off their invasions.

Wars were incessantly fought as they tried to seize good territory from the lava and fire elemental beings. It was to the point that huge military campaigns were launched every few years.

As for the divisions in their ranks, it was the same as what he'd already encountered. The weakest was Exemplary, followed by Earth, Sky, and Star.

As for those above the Star rank, beings that possessed the strength of Radiant Moon Magi, he hadn't come across any such thing. Although it could just be that Jake's organisation hadn't acquired that level of information yet.

Even so, Leylin's current strength allowed him to do as he liked in the Lava World as long as the other Star ranks or Jupiter's Lightning didn't set their sights on him.

"If I were Gilbert and the others, I would either find a place and hide myself completely, or build an organisation in secret that would give off a distinct signal to the outside, letting any rescuers know where I am.…"

Leylin's eyes flashed, and the A.I. Chip immediately began to search through the data.

Soon enough, a distinct heading attracted Leylin's attention. "Riot at Eastern City of Atlan Union. Rebel army 'Triserpent Sect' has taken responsibility for the event. There are conjectures that this could be a retaliation in response to the large-scaled attack of the Union…"

"Triserpent Sect?" This phrase that was full of meaning immediately got him to make a mental association.

"Isolate all information about the Triserpent Sect!" Leylin commanded. With the keyword found, the A.I. Chip's search went more quickly. Almost instantly, information relating to the Triserpent Sect was projected in front of him.

Through reading this information, Leylin gained a deeper understanding of this organisation.

The Triserpent Sect, which was also called the Triserpent Resistance Army, was an up-and-coming organisation, and its development was rapid. With the goal of overthrowing the rule of the Atlan Union, their operations were unpredictable and very much supported by the lower class commoners.

It was said that there were three heads of the Triserpent Sect, and they were terribly powerful, the Atlan Union's attempts at cornering and annihilating them were to no avail.

However, days ago, the Atlan Union had suddenly announced that they had achieved victory while trying to eliminate the Triserpent Sect. Not only had they destroyed many of its branches, they had even killed the head.

The news of rebellion that Leylin had seen was retaliation launched by the Triserpent Sect.

"Triserpent Sect? Interesting! Is it really the three dukes, or is this bait?" Leylin touched his chin, but it was obvious that in the Atlan Union, there were clues of the location of the two Morning Star dukes!

For this reason, Leylin had to go there no matter what.

'I keep having this feeling that the Atlan Union is very suspicious.' Leylin touched his chin and sank deep into thought.

The three dukes had no grudge against the Atlan Union. Why would they suddenly attack them? Unless… They had made some astounding discovery in the Atlan Union!

'Come to think of it, Jupiter's Lightning found this world first. It would be strange if they did not painstakingly manage it. Hence, if the ones working behind the scenes in the Atlan Union were Jupiter's Lightning, that would explain everything…'

Leylin wondered as explored different possible solutions.

Compared to the Divineflame Empire that was against all foreigners and full of fire elementals, the Atlan Union formed of the Emberwing race similar to humans were easier to manipulate.

On top of that, their strength was only second to the Divineflame Empire in Blazing Crown, and was more suited to the needs of the Morning Star Magi of Jupiter's Lightning.

However, while this made sense logically, Leylin believed things could not be so simple. The same intuition that had helped him obtain astonishing harvests during dangerous moments was blaring sirens at him.

'No matter what it is, I need to go the Atlan Union! As for the Triserpent Sect, we'll see…' Leylin sighed.

……

Boiling lava and fiery red light formed the only luster of the Lava World. And yet, even under this dazzling redness, life was growing stubbornly.

This was a grassland, and little steel trees similar to the one Leylin had seen before and filled the area, along with vegetation whose leaves had jagged edges. A few slender channels of lava could be seen every once in a while, flowing past like little streams in the grasslands. Yet, they could not harm the area at all.

These plants that were like grass that had their roots firmly and deeply in the ground, even boring into the lava and absorbing its energy for their growth.

The stubbornness for life had Leylin feeling surprised.

"Uncle Ley! Why do you like watching this iron-thread grass?" A very fair girl cloaked in read darted over, the sparse red feathers covering her forehead bouncing up and down.

This girl was no different from an ordinary human child, if one disregarded the feathers on her forehead and on the back of her hand.

This was the Emberwing race. In the Lava World, besides fire elemental life forms, they were the largest racial group, and formed the largest group in the Atlan Union.

"I just like them for their resilience!" Leylin chuckled as he handed over a large piece of meat to her. "Take this! I'm afraid we'll have to part here."

"Uncle Ley, are you leaving?" The little girl sucked on her finger, looking reluctant.

Though they had met on the road, the powerful aura of this clansman even had her father in awe. Based on her father's guesses, this Mister Ley must be at least an Earth rank working hard to temper oneself and fervently hoping to advance to a higher realm.

"Brother Ley, are you already leaving?" Not long after, another large man of the Emberwing race rushed over. He had obviously just heard the news, and looked anxious.

Leylin now had a few fine red feathers on his forehead. This was the appearance of the Emberwing race.

In the Atlan Union, it was much too eye-catching if he were to continue pretending to be of the winged race.

"Yes! Working hard in this world can't stimulate my progress anymore. Hence, I've decided to join the army! Perhaps competing against those evil fire elementals of the Divineflame Empire will help me advance to a higher level!"

Leylin's expression was callous, "Besides, I've had a dream since I was young. I wanted to punish those flame bastards with my iron fist… Just in time for me to steel my skills in the upcoming battle at the Death Grand Canyon Battle!"

"D… Death Grand Canyon!" The large man's eyeballs protruded. That was the frontlines of the battle between the Atlan Union and Divineflame Empire. That was also where the most casualties were.

"You…" The large man only moved his lips, but seeing the resolute look on Leylin's face, he did not say more.

"My good brother, help me kill a few more fire elementals!" The large man could only pat Leylin's shoulders as if wishing him luck, and he watched Leylin's figure disappear into the horizon…

"Hah… I've finally arrived…" Leylin saw the outline of the Emberwing race in the distance, and let out a long breath.

The moment he had obtained intel on the Triserpent Sect, he had immediately set off and hurried here in secret.

However, as the Lava World was much too big, and Woking City was located in a very remote area, he had expended much time and effort to reach this place.

As for the large man and family of Emberwing race, they were only a few companions he had joined out of loneliness on the way here.

"Compared to the Magus World, many Exemplary ranks join the army directly in the Lava World and hold high rankings. If I want to obtain any information or intel, that would be the most convenient place."

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Testing and Passing

Compared to the Magi of the Magus World who liked to work behind the scenes, the strong in the Lava World were more willing to take the stage and take control of the organisations.

The kingships of large-scaled kingdoms were taken up by Star ranks. In that case, it was understandable for there to be a large number of Exemplaries in the higher ups of the Atlan Union's army.

Furthermore, the army was the quickest place to advance in status, especially during wartime. As long as one was capable, had outstanding results, and nobody obstructed them, people were usually promoted rapidly. This was a method that was much better than others, and also the way that Leylin liked the best.

"But… There's so much hardship in being a soldier. I don't want to be trampled on…" Leylin's eyes swivelled around as he had an idea.

Days later, in a special building within the city.

"Are you here to apply for the Special Task Force? Come with me!" A female Emberwing race member said. She was dressed in a military uniform and was expressionless, yet looked to be formidable. She carried a stack of documents and forms and turned to leave, leaving Leylin and the rest with a view of her elegant back.

"This doll is really…" A burly man beside Leylin began to complain.

"How callous. I like it…" Another pale young man's eyes glowed green, leaving Leylin speechless.

Those with Leylin were all of the Emberwing race. However, what made them distinct from the rest of their clansmen, was the obvious energy undulations from their bodies.

Since this world had Exemplaries, it was obvious that they had special treatment and missions. Things like the Special Task Force were formed for this reason.

With enough strength, Emberwing clansmen were allowed to be selected into the Special Task Force. Not only would their positions be high, they had the best treatment in the army.

Leylin wanted to sneak in, and he obviously formed a fake identity and signed up successfully.

What Leylin cared about was that the Special Task Force often needed to deal with riots that had to do with Exemplaries. As long as he was there, he would definitely bump into the Triserpent Sect.

For this reason, he was in no hurry at all. He would swing in and sneak into the Special Task Force and hide away there while gathering more information.

After all, he was not quite sure about the background of the Triserpent Sect, and he needed to remain cautious.

If this was a trap and he still charged right in, wouldn't he be seeking death?

Leylin and the young male Emberwing looked just as nervous and excited as the rest while they followed the female soldier to a large square.

A middle-aged soldier in silver armour was already waiting there, his expression grim.

"We're beginning the test now! Who's first?" The middle-aged instructor's voice was so loud that everyone's eardrums seemed to have gone numb.

"Me!" That pale young man seemed to be too anxious to show off and darted to the front.

"Fine. Use all your strength and attack the black obelisk ahead!" The military instructor stepped aside and revealed a giant black crystal before everyone.

"Hah!" The young man took a deep breath, and a layer of fire-red light was emitted from his body. Streams of air were dispelled as dust filled the air.

Rumble!* He threw a punch, and it landed on the black crystal. While it did not budge the slightest, a dim layer of red light appeared on the surface.

Red light filled the obelisk with some difficulty, and fine rings appeared on the surface.

A total of five red rings appeared, before completely disappearing. Upon seeing this, a look of satisfaction flashed by the young man's expression.

"Mm! Fifth level of Emberwing Technique. Exemplary status. Pass!" The officer nodded, with no surprise in his expression.

"Next!" His voice was icy-cold, causing the young man's original complacency to disappear.

"Me!" The one who went up was plump, and similarly used Emberwing Technique. However, only three ringed runes appeared on the obelisk.

"Third level of Emberwing Technique. Fail!"

The officer's voice was callous, and two soldiers immediately went forward and dragged him out.

"Ah… Wait! Give me another chance, I can definitely…" From a distance, the sounds of his wails and pleas could be heard, causing great fear amongst the crowd in the square.

"Next!" The officer's expression remained cold as he continued.

One young man after another went up, and most passed the test, though there were a few who failed. The officer was ruthless as he commanded the soldiers to chase them out.

Leylin watched this scene coolly from below.

Emberwing Technique! He had heard of it before, and knew that it was used by the Emberwing race. It could be said to be found everywhere, and practically everyone knew it.

There was nothing special about levels one to three of Emberwing Technique, and was similar to the breathing techniques of the Magus World. It could increase one's vitality and endurance slightly, with some tolerance towards fire elements.

Once one got to the fourth level of Emberwing Technique, it would be similar to a meditation technique and allow the Emberwing clansmen to have a rapid increase in strength.

The fourth and fifth level was the strength of an Exemplary rank, while six and seven meant Earth rank. Eight and nine were considerably powerful existences and were comparable to the Sky rank. Once one advanced to the tenth level, of which there had been no precedent in history, that was the door to the Star realm!

Though the fundamental parts of Emberwing Technique could be found everywhere, the fourth and fifth levels were kept somewhat secret, and were considered the essence of the race. As for the next few levels, they were kept secure, and could only be passed on in a few places. The reason why so many young people wanted to enter the Special Task Force was probably because they wanted information on the later levels of the technique.

As for the tenth level, that was something only the family of the head of Atlan Union possessed. Most had never even heard of it.

A grave, burly, middle-aged Emberwing clansman went forward. Extending a scarlet palm, six fire rings immediately appeared on the obelisk, and even the officer couldn't help but give the man a second look, "Sixth level of Emberwing Technique. Earth rank. Pass!"

"How amazing! It's someone at level 6, the Earth rank!"

"These sorts of people can survive anywhere. What is he doing here?"

"It must be for the information regarding the eighth and ninth level of the technique! It's only passed on in the army…" The appearance of what was the best results till now immediately gave rise to loud discussions in the queue.

The man from before stood expressionlessly aside in answer to the looks of curiosity or reverence, and the officer couldn't help but have an expression of approval.

"Next!" The officer yelled again, eyes scanning through the crowd that was beginning to thin.

'I'm afraid that this burly man is the one with the best results in this batch. It's not a bad harvest! At least one is passable!' The officer was stuck in this train of thought, but then he saw another slender clansman stand up.

"Hm?" Though this above average looking man seemed frail, the officer's eyes brightened as he lapsed into thought.

'This little guy doesn't seem to be simple!'

Leylin obviously cared little about what the officer thought. In actuality, he was now performing research and gathering information on the path of Emberwing Technique.

'Interesting. Interesting! At the beginning, it's Knight training, and after that, there seems to be content infused with some conscient runes…'

He was interested in such techniques.

"But I need to get through this!" Leylin shook his head at the ruckus in the crowd due to his being in a daze for too long.

A Morning Star Magus' point mass was a minute dot that could contain the terrifying strength of a Morning Star without leaking any energy. With the A.I. Chip's help, there was no issue with simulating the energy belonging to Emberwing technique.

'It's a pity… The strongest person here is only the officer, who is at the Sky rank with the eighth level of Emberwing Technique. The next few levels, as well as that of the Star rank, can't be obtained as of yet!'

Leylin slowly extended his palm. Yet, it seemed like a layer of melting flame came to life, spreading across its surface. This immediately silenced the crowd.

"Hah!" Leylin controlled his strength, looking as if he was attacking with all he had.

Rumble!* The entire obelisk began to tremble as bright fiery runes appeared one after another.

One, two, three… The light from bright flames were dazzling, and spread till there were seven on the obelisk. There even seemed to be half a ring extra.

The officer's eyes shone and he immediately asked, "Seventh level of Emberwing Technique. Peak Earth rank! Very good. What's your name?"

"My name is 'Ley', my lord!" Leylin performed a military salute, something the officer immediately found pleasing.

At this moment, the silent crowd suddenly became boisterous, hearts filled with jealousy that could not be suppressed while observing Leylin's handsome face.

As long as this young man did not die in battle, he would become the rising star of the Special Task Force, or even the entire union!

"Hm?" At this moment, Leylin acutely felt a gaze land on his back.

"It's the large man from before at the sixth level. This feeling of jealousy and hostility? Though it's normal, why is there killing intent?"

The corner of Leylin's lips rose in a cold smile. An enemy of this level was too boring.

When all those who had failed cleared out, the officer stood before Leylin and the rest, voice booming.

"Welcome to the Special Task Force! I am your officer, Schiker. You'll soon find that the Special Task Force is the best place to be. As long as you complete your missions, we can give you techniques, money, status or land…"

It had to be said that the officer was silver-tongued. In a short amount of time, he had incited the hot-bloodedness of the youths.

Leylin's expression was also one of excitement, though he found this all ridiculous on the inside.

"Now, follow me to participate in your first mission!"

Powerful undulations were emitted from Schiker's body. Only then did the members realise that their officer was actually at the Sky rank!

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Mobius

Different from ordinary troops, this elite group formed of Exemplaries needed to start on missions right away.

The Atlan Union had spent much manpower and physical resources on supporting the Special Task Force, and they were naturally not to be underestimated. However, this method of mentoring through fighting had resulted in the dissatisfaction of some members.

Of course, with Sky rank Schiker around suppressing them, it was as if nothing had happened.

"Hi, Ley! I'm Mies. This is our first time on the battlefield, how are you feeling? Nervous?"

The pale young man who had been the first for the testing leaned towards him, looking to fawn on him.

"Alright," Leylin answered indifferently, and then pointed towards the burly man who had mastered the sixth level of Fireplume. "What's his name?"

"Him? He's Loke, and rumours have it that he was an expert at being a mercenary. Look at that pretentious display, as if all eyes are on him…"

Mies played the role of a lackey very well as he immediately stood in line, his instinct now to help his boss beat down the number two.

"Oh!" Leylin said lightly, and did not continue inquiring.

As fresh recruits, they had gotten a set of new clothes that were very pliable, and could even protect against high temperatures and ordinary knife slashes. As far as this world's treasures went, they were alright.

"Look at these clothes, how chic!" Mies looked at the completely black uniform, and could not help but be infatuated with it as he arranged his collar.

Watching him act so foolishly, Leylin had little to say, "We're on a mission. Focus!"

Upon hearing this, Mies froze for a moment as he continued to move quickly. Immediately afterwards, he looked in the direction of Schiker guiltily. Seeing that the officer hadn't been focusing in their direction, he relaxed and heaved a sigh of relief.

After the excitement, Mies calmed down. He looked uneasy, his slight nervousness apparent as he looked towards Leylin, "Ley, what kind of mission do you think we will be assigned to?"

In his eyes, this comrade was exceptionally mysterious, and had a calm that most lacked. Even just staying by his side gave him a feeling of security.

"Whatever it is, it won't be easy," Leylin spoke dully.

In actuality, he was guessing that the mission was a test for the recruits. There was no better proof than real battles. Through intense fights, the weak would fail and be eliminated, while the strong would survive and gain even more resources. This was the ruthless order of nature.

Leylin guessed that this operation might be tailored just for them. Were it not so, the difficulty would be too high. Most of the members, maybe even the entire squad, would be wiped out.

The Atlan had enough strength and backing. That was enough to attract numerous willing participants, and there was no fear of the lack of manpower.

'But… Am I going to bump into the Triserpent Sect on the first mission?' A trace of doubt streaked through Leylin's mind.

He had yet to gain enough information and knew little of how things stood with the Triserpent Sect. It was not a good idea to make contact with them recklessly.

Thankfully, Schiker, who was standing in front, began to speak coldly, and dispelled Leylin's doubts, "Our mission this time is to eliminate an extremely evil, bloody sect, a branch of the Mobius Organisation. Kill all members!"

They were now far away from the barracks and city, and had come to an open, desolate area. Large amounts of red lava reflected an orange splendour that even dyed the horizon crimson.

With the bonus from Fireplume, these Special Task Force members all maintained a vigorous physical strength, and were still in good condition even after running across a long distance.

"Mobius Organisation?" Mies immediately cried out in surprise, "That disgusting sect that likes blood sacrifices and dismemberment?"

"A disgusting sect that likes blood sacrifices and dismemberment?" Leylin's brows furrowed, seeming having heard the large Emberwing man he had befriended previously speak.

The sect seemed to be very secretive, and the higher-ups held enormous strength. There were rumours that it was being spread even in the Divineflame Empire, and could not be destroyed.

Of course, with their extreme methods, they weren't that welcome.

"That Mobius Organisation?" "Heavens! I hear that they're insane. To avenge one of their bishops, they massacred a city…"

The members began to discuss this softly, the sounds of endless whispers mixing together.

Seeing this, red light emitted from Schiker's face. "Silence!" he shouted as tremendous sound waves covered the region. If not for having sensed a sound-proofing barrier being set up just prior, Leylin would have assumed that Schiker was a spy, intentionally notifying the Mobius Organisation.

"We're soldiers. It is our duty to obey orders. Isn't it just a Mobius Organisation? What are you afraid of? Don't forget, you're now Special Task Force members. The moment you disobey an order, I'll immediately execute you. Even if you can escape, you'll have to deal with being the target of a kill order from the union!"

Schiker's words were eerily cold, and with the powerful forcefield undulations of a Sky rank, the original tendency towards disorder was wiped out.

"Do you want to betray the union?" Schiker's dark words immediately had the Special Task Force members grow resolute as they answered in unison, "No, definitely not!"

"Good! These are the warriors our union needs!" Schiker seemed satisfied. "The organisation has only a few Earth ranks in charge. What does that count for? After succeeding, just the rewards alone are enough for you to spend for quite a few months! You might even accumulate points towards becoming nobility… Now, we'll allocate tasks…"

"Hm?!" While Schiker was immersed in his unceasing narrations, he had failed to realise the interesting change in Leylin's expression.

With a sweep of his soul force, the concealed undulations and even a full view of the structure below was presented in front of Leylin, and he laughed.

'Looks like the union received relevant intelligence and know the military strength inside the stronghold like the back of their hands. Based on Schiker's plans, our side should have had a large chance of success, but it's a pity…'

With a scan of his soul force, Leylin found that there were quite a few Earth rank priests in the Mobius Organisations. On top of that, there even a few bishops wearing red religious attire, emitting the terrifying undulations of Sky ranks.

'This is obviously a trap, though I don't know if this is aimed specifically at Schiker. Whatever it is, he's in trouble…'

Leylin's expression held traces of pity.

"Good. This is the overall plan. Move!" Schiker obviously knew nothing of Leylin's thoughts right now. On the contrary, he wanted to watch how Leylin, Loke and the rest performed and grade them.

Rumble!* Along with a giant explosion, the barren land that was initially empty blew up, revealing a large building with a number of floors.

What first appeared was a glorious distorted black sculpture. The lines were simple and crude, and yet they gave Leylin a demonic impression.

Under the sculpture were many decorative designs that gave it a style similar of that of an altar. There were limbs and livers from living beings on it, and the blood had not dried yet. The fresh blood kept dripping and filling the spell formation.

The process of a sacrifice had obviously been interrupted, and a few low-ranked worshippers let loose roars of ire.

"Leave none alive. Crush them!" Schiker howled.

He didn't actually need to yell. The Special Task Force members had long since seen red and pounced forward, boiling hot rays flickering on their bodies. Fireplume activated, giving them immense support.

Pu!* A palm filled with flames extracted itself from the body of a worshipper, and the accompanying flames burnt this vicious-looking worshipper to ashes. "You must all die!"

Loke's chilly voice swept through, voice spreading, and Schiker nodded unceasingly while watching in secret.

Meanwhile, Mies might seem cowardly, yet seemed to have had his thirst for blood kindled, especially after seeing his side winning all engagements. Many members were in high spirits as they went deeper in.

"What is this Ley doing?"

Schiker nodded in satisfaction, but when his eyes were on Leylin, his face scrunched up in dissatisfaction.

Leylin, who he'd thought should rush to the frontlines, was wandering around within the group. Even when he did make a move, it looked like he was cowering and seemed listless, falling behind Loke by a large margin in terms of his kill count.

"Hm? That's not right. His way of moving forward implies he's having reservations about something. Has he discovered something?"

Schiker instantly became cool-headed, going through Leylin's actions and the information he had gotten previously. As he saw his troops continuously heading in after their victories, his pupils shrank as he realised that his members had lost their formation.

"Crap. Come back!"

Schiker shouted loudly, but it was much too late.

Boom! Boom! Boom!* Large amounts of sparks exploded, forming a heat wave that wiped out most of the Special Task Force members. Even with the protection of Fireplume, the high temperature surpassed their limits caused them to turn into charred corpses.

"Keke, Schiker, we meet again!"

A few figures wrapped in light stood before Schiker, accompanied by warriors and worshippers, donning garments of their sect.

"Sky rank! Two Sky ranks!" Mies, who was lucky to have survived, watched the two tall figures in the air and cried out in pain and despair.

"It's you… So it was a trap." Schiker remained collected.

"Yes. This is a trap specifically to deal with you! What happened fifteen years ago can be settled properly now!" The two bishops in red clothing held hatred in their eyes.

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Hot-blooded Breakthrough

"All members, break free from the encirclement!"

Schiker's shout after the momentary silence surprised the two bishops. Red flames surged from his body, even forming a giant phantom of a flying beast behind him.

This was a perfect creature like those in legends, bathed in fire like a god born of the flames!

"The eighth level of the Fireplume! Schiker, you've gotten this old, yet you still haven't made any progress!" The two bishops exchanged a glance and took a step forward together, a huge pressure dispersing in all directions and suppressing the phantom of the fire phoenix ahead.

As if night had fallen, great amounts of black mist bound Schiker to them. A great battle was about to happen!

"Kill them!"

Numerous members of Mobius Organisation yelled, and figures in dark robes with daggers or the like in their hands darted out of the shadows.

The sounds of shouts were unceasing. Most of the members of the Special Task Force were new, and the surprise attack resulted in heavy casualties. Their morale immediately fell, and there some members who were outside who roared as they escaped into the distance.

Thud!* Schiker was ruthlessly smashed to the ground by a fist, patterns that seemed to be multiple curses creeping up his body. Even the horrifying flames of the eighth level of the Fireplume was useless.

The large quantity of flames was even contaminated by the curse runes, and gradually died down.

Over time, even the fire phoenix behind Schiker's back was beginning to whine. Schiker was pale, a few large wounds appeared on his body, countless black runes digging their ways in like earthworms.

"Haha… Schiker, you're going to die today!" One of the bishops in red smiled relaxedly, "Let me…"

"Let the instructor go!"

The sudden yell interrupted the words of the bishop in red, and he furrowed his brows. What saw were two Emberwing clansmen with flames around their bodies charging over as if they had gone mad, looking frightened and worried.

"Keke… What hot-blooded young things! Schiker, you're still as capable at brainwashing as before!" The other bishop laughed coldly, "Let me slaughter them before I take care of you…"

The old man had a drunken look. Merely killing the other party was not enough to satisfy his interest. The hatred that had lasted over a decade gave him the urge to torture him for over a period of time and, just when Schiker had given up all hope, kill him. Such a method of revenge was the sweetest!

"You guys…" Schiker clutched his chest, twisting his head to watch the figures rushing over, touched but also anxious. "Leave! You aren't a match for him! Try your best to break out!"

"Keke… You can't escape!" The old man sneered, and got his partner to watch Schiker while he blocked the path of those two young Emberwing clansman.

"Instructor, hang on!" Leylin's face was flushed as he called out, the Fireplume exhibiting its full strength at his hands. Terrifying flames burned, causing a few Earth rank worshippers to suffer. Expressions of dread appeared on their faces as they kept a distance.

'This display would probably be similar to a hot-blooded lead character in my previous world, the kind who'll have a breakthrough at the most crucial moments…' Leylin made fun of himself while putting on his best act. At the same time, he ran his gaze across the surroundings.

Due to the ambush, the casualties the Special Task Force sustained were very serious and practically all the members had died in battle. That kid Mies, however, had smeared blood on his face and collapsed, using some secret technique to hide his aura. This had allowed him to survive. He was much more fortunate than those who had escaped and been chased after and killed. He hadn't sustained many injuries, and was on a whole other level.

Noticing the look of gratitude on Schiker's face, Leylin grew speechless.

"If you knew that the two who seemed to be risking their lives to save you actually had other intentions, I wonder if you'll start vomiting blood…"

Leylin's shot a glance to the side. The cool burly man at the sixth level of the Fireplume was now fighting with all his might, looking enthusiastic and impulsive and seeming completely loyal.

In actuality, he was also someone harbouring malicious intentions. There was the obvious aura of another race on his body, but that had been concealed very well. If not for Leylin having probed him with his A.I. Chip and soul force, he might have been duped as well.

"Ley, I'll hold them down. You go and save the instructor!" Loke shouted after seeing Leylin looking in his direction. Large amounts of flames shot out of his body and surrounded the few Earth rank worshippers around him. The sounds of explosions could be heard unceasingly, and the battle was obviously fierce.

"Damn it! You found a bunch of low-levelled cannon fodder to protect yourself and gave me two Sky ranks!" Leylin rolled his eyes but still rushed forward with a roar, throwing a fist at the bishop in red who was standing in the middle of the path.

Bang! Scree—* The ear-piercing sound of an explosion sounded, seeming to be an enthusiastic call from a phoenix. A fire phoenix slightly smaller than that which had appeared behind Schiker emerged on Leylin's back, the bright red flames so splendid that they were like sunlight, giving Leylin a layer of golden armour.

"Hm?! The peak of the seventh level of the Fireplume!" The bishop, who was blocking the way, cried out in astonishment. Though the Fireplume was a compulsory technique for all Emberwing clansmen, with practically every adult having reached between the first to the third level, there were few who reached the fifth level or above that. The peak of the seventh level meant he was just one step away from the Sky rank! With how young this Emberwing clansman appeared to be, he was absolutely a rare talent.

"Little guy, you've got pretty bad luck to have met me." The bishop in red snickered. Wiping talents off the face of his world was his guilty pleasure.

Even if these talents would have a boundless future, a dead talent was not even comparable to a dog.

Snap!* Turbulent black streams of air surged through the air, forming a giant scorpion that blocked Leylin's path.

"Explode!" With a loud cry, the red force in Leylin's hands became even more vigorous and seemed to turn into a bundle of flames, darting towards the scorpion.

The flames initiated by the Fireplume crackled as they scorched the surface of the scorpion's large black pincers. Parts of the black air dissipated.

However, that was all the flames could do. *Pak!* The black gas scorpion waved its other pincer around, and Leylin was sent flying, fresh blood spilling from the corner of his lips.

"AH! Let the instructor go!" Leylin collapsed and appeared 'gravely injured', but He crawled back up, charging forth again. The giant fire phoenix phantom was less imposing than before, but still let loose a booming cry.

Crash! Crash! Crash!* Leylin was flung backwards time and time again, and it seemed the bishop in red wanted to make Leylin waste all his energy. This would agitate Schiker even more, which was why he had held back a little every time and allowed Leylin to struggle up again.

"Ley…" Seeing Leylin tenaciously struggling on and not giving up, even if Schiker's heart was as hard and cold as steel, he still felt a warmth boiling up from his chest. Hot air went up to his eye sockets, leaving him on the verge of tears.

"Give up, child. Leave!" Schiker yelled uselessly.

"No, I won't ever give up!" Leylin yelled out words that made himself want to vomit while waving his fists, the fire spilling everywhere burning the ground till it was scarlet.

Crash!* He was sent flying again, and the bishop in red took several steps forward, "I'm already getting tired of this game. I'll take care of you the next time!"

Huala!* The large black scorpion dissipated, and the streams of air converged before the bishop, terrifying energy undulations radiating.

"That Ley… Is he really a fool?" Meanwhile, Loke had just 'happened to have' finished dealing with a few of his opponents, and had crept closer.

'Almost there. Once Ley dies, I can save Schiker with that and request a higher position…' A determined look rose in Loke's eyes. His hand already extended into his clothes, touching a round object.

'Ley, you're a good person with astounding talent, but it's a pity. This is a dog eat dog world. Your enthusiasm will not give you anything in return and will only leave you dead. Rest in peace…' Loke spoke in his heart, like a leopard waiting before a hunt as he hid in wait.

All of a sudden, his eyes widened, eyeballs protruding and almost popping out, mouth huge as he bawled in disbelief, "I… Goddamn! Does that even happen?!"

"For love and justice!" Leylin, who was bathed in flames, looked even more saintly. As he saw the bishop closing in, he had a holy look on his face.

Following that, with his yells, great golden flames surged out and healed all his wounds. Even the terrifying phantom of a phoenix that seemed omnipresent formed at his back.

If the phantom that Leylin had summoned before was a mere illusion, each feather of the phoenix floating behind him was undeniably real. It was as if a real ancient fire phoenix had descended.

The powerful undulations of Fireplume broke through the boundaries of the peak of the seventh level, and entered a much more powerful level!

'Shit, he actually broke through!' Loke cursed.

The eighth level of the Fireplume signified the Sky rank. In other words, Ley was now on the same level as the two bishops in red and Schiker!

"This… This actually happens?" Compared to Loke, the bishop who was the main lead felt as if he had received a huge blow.

How could a hot-blooded idiot actually have a breakthrough right before death? And he had even advanced and was on the same level as himself? This did not make sense!

Schiker, on the other side, was filled with elation.

"Die!" Terrifying waves of heat of the eighth level of the Fireplume immediately shrouded Leylin as he charged before the old bishop in red. Boiling hot waves swept through and even broke through his opponent's defence, causing the old man's eyebrows and beard to start to burn.

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Taking Root

Thud!* The iron fist wreathed in scarlet flames ruthlessly struck the old bishop clothed in red, causing him to fall back while coughing blood. The large phantom phoenix at Leylin's back let loose a frightening cry. Pressing forward, Leylin immediately charged to the other bishop in red.

"Even if you're also a Sky rank, you've only just advanced. You definitely know too little about battles between Sky ranks. Kid, looks like I'll be the one to have to deal with you!" The bishop who was on his guard against Schiker yelled. The reason for the defeat of his ally before seemed to be an underestimation of his enemy, which was why Leylin's sneak attack had been successful.

"Let instructor Schiker go, and I can pardon you!" With a ferocious roar, Leylin and this bishop collided.

Rumble!* A red blaze and a black storm intertwined as they engaged in battle. The soil was devastated, opening up to reveal the bedrock.

"Things… should be fine, right? Even if Ley suddenly broke through, those are two Sky ranks!" Loke touched the item in his hands, preparing to dash out.

He had come here with a mission. He was to gain Schiker's trust and successfully sneak into the higher ranks of the Special Task Force. However, with Leylin suddenly interfering, he was obviously annoyed.

Pu!* A streak of fiery red rays broke through the storm and made a quick stop by the area Schiker was located. The man disappeared.

Whoosh!* In the next moment, Leylin brought Schiker and appeared before Loke and pushed Schiker into Loke's arms, "Leave with the instructor!"

"…"

Though Leylin did not know what kind of expression Loke had on his face right now, he was sure that he wanted to curse him and his family.

Due to his escape, the storm which had initially lost its target was madly rushing in his direction. The bishop ahead who had been attacked by Leylin had already come rushing over to hunt him down with a grim expression.

'Damn, damn, DAMN! Ley was at the peak of the seventh level, so it made sense that he suddenly broke through, but I only showed power at the sixth level. It's no use breaking through.' Loke watched the two Sky rank red-robed bishops who were dashing over, and began to wail inside.

"I don't care anymore. I have to use this!" Loke gritted his teeth, and a black metal egg flew out.

Swish!* Black light flashed, and a slender metal egg exploded in the air. Large amounts of smoke flew out and a large construct appeared, blocking the area in front of the two red-robed bishops.

"A binding construct!" The bishops' cries of surprise were transmitted into Leylin's ears, and he grinned inside.

In front of Leylin, Loke's little schemes were like children's pranks that could be seen through by any adult, even forcing him to showcase his talents to this extent.

"This is… a spider model construct! So you're…" Schiker looked weakly at the construct, eyes glinting as they held more kindness towards Loke.

"The family treasure that I inherited can hold them for at least 5 minutes. Let's go!"

Loke displayed a smile that looked even more ugly than a crying face and carried Schiker on his back, a defensive layer from Fireplume emitting from his body.

"Wait- wait for me!"

Hearing they wanted to break out of the encirclement, one of the corpses on the floor leapt up, revealing Mies' bloody face. "Big brother Ley, bring me along!"

"So there's one more!" Loke rolled his eyes powerlessly, feeling that the number of unexpected situations he had met in his life before this could not compare to this day.

"Good. Let's go!" Leylin chuckled, surging flames brimming on his body. He opened up a path of flames through the encirclement by the Mobius cultists.

The two Sky ranks were temporarily out of the way. Leylin used his Fireplume at the eighth level and swept through the area immediately. Whether they were ordinary worshippers or crazed fanatics, none could withstand the attack of the crimson-golden flames. Most of the ordinary followers would begin to burn if even the smallest spark touched them, turning into giant human-shaped torches.

……

"Take a rest here. I need to go out and do something!"

After returning to the camp in the city, Schiker had pretty much recovered and could even move around freely. On the surface, it was hard to tell that he was injured at all, besides his slightly tattered clothing.

"Understood, instructor!" Leylin and the other two immediately puffed their chests out and shouted.

"Mm!" Schiker's gaze now held gratitude towards Leylin and Loke. Before proceeding forward, he patted Leylin and Loke's shoulders.

"Ley, you did well this time and even broke through to the Sky rank! I will recommend you for a promotion. And Loke… I hope to be able to speak with you tonight!"

"That would be my honour!" Loke immediately shouted. From his expression, Leylin guessed that it was anything but bad. It looked like the origins of that spider construct had attracted Schiker's interest.

'The organisation backing Loke has truly put in a lot of effort for him to sneak in…' Leylin sighed inside, but little did he know that Loke was green with envy. If looks could kill, Leylin would probably long since have turned into a human torch.

"As for you…" Schiker's eyes turned to Mies, immediately causing the young man's face to turn as white as snow.

"I'd initially wanted to penalise you for escaping right in the face of battle, but this happened because of a lapse of judgement on my part. I'll let you off."

"Many thanks, instructor!" Mies answered loudly, his apprehension disappearing.

"But if there's another instance of this happening, I'll stuff your head up your arse. Do you hear me?" Schiker shouted, and Mies little face crumpled.

"Alright, you're dismissed." Schiker left in a hurry, and Leylin was stuck deep in thought while watching his back.

Just from the murderous aura he had that was unafraid and not planning on backing down, Leylin knew that some people in this base were in trouble.

Schiker returned very quickly, and there were even some spots of blood on his collar and cuffs.

He swore constantly while throwing a gold badge and a set of new military uniforms in front of Leylin. "You've been promoted to be a captain of the Special Task Force. You've also obtained a second class medal of honour of the union, as well as points for a rank as nobility. You now have enough to pay for the lowest authentication as a knight. Wear the uniform for now. The real documents and procedures will come in a few days later."

"Loke, while you haven't been promoted, you've obtained a medal of honour from the union as well…"

"It is my honour!" Loke's voice was full of spirit, to the point that there were faint tremors in his voice.

Seeing the fake look of excitement on his face, Leylin immediately realised the value of this medal of honour of the union thing.

However, this had little to do with him.

After this matter, Schiker would definitely place him in higher regard, and would allow him to look at some confidential information. That would be helpful.

……

The average temperature of the Lava World was at least 50 degrees and above. Astounding heat waves filled the air.

As a result, most of the outer walls of buildings were very thin and had the function of absorbing heat.

The buildings of the Emberwing race were of a different style than in Woking City. They were more similar to bamboo houses, and Leylin's residence used a rock that constantly emitted cold air, keeping his room always cool and refreshing.

The benefits of being in the Special Task Force were generous. Even normal members had their own residences and allowances of resources for their training. As the captain, Leylin had a villa of his own. This chilly stone was a very precious resource, and those who did not have the captain rank could not enjoy this.

Mies often found excuses to hang around at Leylin's, enjoying the cool air.

Leylin currently held something like a monitor in his hands, skimming over something. With his authority, much of the information of the Special Task Force was open to him, and he had also gathered much information on the Triserpent Sect.

The full view of this organisation appeared before Leylin's eyes.

"The Triserpent Sect! Looks like it really has a connection to the three dukes!" Leylin put down the monitor and rubbed the space between his eyebrows, unconsciously tapping at the table.

"From the intelligence, the Triserpent Sect seems to be trying to overthrow the government of the Atlan Union, allowing other races to have more space to survive. In actuality, they're a bunch of terrorists. They intend to attack the city of every Emberwing clansman and loot them. They don't have any special activity… Hm!"

Using the A.I. Chip, Leylin went through the cities that had been attacked. The data on the losses was arranged in a unique database, and the relationship was quickly found.

"This resource seems to be the favourite of the Triserpent Sect!" Leylin's eyes brightened. He'd found that the Triserpent bandits seemed to have a vested interest in a type of special ore. Perhaps the attacks on other cities were all in order to obtain the ores, but this target had been concealed well and not been discovered.

However, through the comparison of gargantuan amounts of information, the A.I. Chip had managed to accurately pinpoint this common ground from all the data on the destruction caused.

[Firasource Stone: A treasure said to be able to increase progress in Fireplume, and a top-grade ingredient only possessed by the Atlan Union.]

Leylin touched his chin, observing the projected image given by the A.I. Chip as well as the explanation next to it. He sunk into thought.

The reason why the people of the Triserpent Sect liked this firasource stone this much must be because of something unusual.

Anything that would cause these Morning Star Magi to go so frantic had Leylin very interested as well.

"I remember that with my merits and status, I'm able to apply to purchase limited-grade resources. I can use this opportunity and get a sample for research…"

Leylin made his mind and commanded the A.I. Chip to scan and record the other books of the Emberwing race.

It was the accumulation of a civilised society in another world, and definitely held much research value for him.

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Firasource Stone

"Time to go!" Leylin kicked Mies who had almost fallen asleep.

"Erm, where are we going?" Mies shrunk back a little, his vision blurred.

If there was a choice, he would still have preferred to sleep here as the weather outside was so hot that it could make him pass out.

"Hurry up!" Leylin raised his brows, Mies stood up immediately, feeling speechless.

"Okay! We shall go to the logistics department and check out the mission of the month. It's almost time…"

"Alright, alright. You're the boss." Mies shrugged his shoulders.

Ever since the last incident, Leylin had gotten promoted and became a captain of the Special Task Force, while Mies was put in his unit, becoming one of his men.

As for Loke, he had his way around. Even though he was not promoted after the last mission, he soon achieved lots of merit for the following events and got promoted to be a captain like Leylin just a few days ago.

The logistics department of the Special Task Force was not far from his residence. Every staff were as obese as pigs, they resembled nothing from the slender and good-looking traits of the Emberwing race. This had Leylin and his men shunning them.

"Hand me all of my special offerings of the month, and an exchange list," Leylin spoke to a big fat guy with oily hair who was sitting behind the counter with glass windows.

"At your service, Captain Leylin." The fat guy was full of smiles and had a gingerly look.

Leylin's fame had long ago become widespread in the Special Task Force. He had been able to achieve level 8 in Fireplume at such a young age, becoming a Sky rank elite! His prospects were definitely boundless.

Moreover, he had saved Schiker's life. This was someone who was known to have a powerful background, tactical brilliance, and more importantly a person that favoured his own men.

Thus, Leylin was assured to have a bright future.

Some people speculated that becoming a captain was not the end of his road. He could possibly become a Marshal of the union with one star.

This fatty wouldn't dare to neglect such people, and he handed Leylin his complete set of supplies. These supplies were a benefit enjoyed by every member of the Special Task Force.

The Atlan Union depended largely on their supplies and nobility; they had attracted and recruited numerous unbounded extraordinary ones.

Leylin threw the supplies to Mies, who followed Leylin like a valet. He then opened the exchange list.

The contents of Fireplume were at the top of the list, the first eight levels being recorded. This included some practical experiences as well as the special techniques of different individuals. It was everything he needed, totally perfect. Except for one thing.

It had no record of techniques at the tenth level, the Morning Star realm. This caused him to furrow his brows.

Having stayed here for quite a period of time, Leylin had discovered that their Special Task Force actually had high clearance to access in the Atlan Union despite their infamous reputation. Even a captain like him was equivalent to a major general in the union.

Leylin grew a little discouraged at not being able to learn the tenth level of Fireplume even with his current status. He was keen to know the second half of this technique.

Currently, Fireplume was the only path to power Leylin knew that combined physique and the soul perfectly. In his own world, these two paths were separated into Knights and Magi.

Nonetheless, even with the help of Schiker and the others as specimens, the information the A.I. Chip could simulate only pulled Fireplume to the ninth level. A lot of time and power would be required to deduce the tenth level, the Morning Star realm.

'Only when one reaches the Morning Star realm along a path will it become obvious. Levels 1 to 9 can be deemed creative, but I'm not sure what the real path to power is like…'

Rumour had it that the Emberwing race descended from the phoenix, but Leylin disagreed. He had already tried it out, and had hadn't found any genetic segments related to the ancient bloodline.

Still, when Fireplume reached a certain level, it was clearly linked to the phoenix. This was what had Leylin confused.

"We can put aside doubts about Fireplume for now, let's look for the firasource stone!"

Leylin flipped down the page and an image of a fiery ore appeared, "Firasource stone: Increases the rate of advancement, or even assists in breaking through to the next level of Fireplume. Top-grade treasure, valued at 100 nobility points for a gram. Only available for ranks Captain and above."

"A hundred nobility rank points for a single gram?" Miles shouted exaggeratedly from beside Leylin before he could comment on anything.

"I don't think I could afford such an expensive item even if I sold myself!" he stuck his tongue out.

Designation of nobles was very prestigious in the Atlan Union. Thus, audit was very strict. The only way for one to achieve a noble rank other than through the Special Task Force was to head to the Death Grand Canyon Battles.

Therefore, everyone in the force protected their nobility rank points like their own eyes. For example, Mies felt repulsed just looking at the incredulous price of the stone.

"Hehe…but this is a firasource stone. It's exclusively supplied to top ranks like us in the union, with just one gram being able to get you through six levels of Fireplume." The fatty laughed from behind the window, mockery in his eyes.

"Six levels?!" Mies' eyes widened. It was very difficult to break through the latter stages of Fireplume. He had currently been stuck in the fifth level for a long time. Once he reached the sixth, he would become an Earth rank elite! The difference in position from now went without mentioning.

And yet, Mies glanced at the price tag, somewhat unwilling to give up his points. After all, being able to acquire nobility was a rare chance, and he could not bear to spend all the points he had earned.

"Yep, I'm exchanging all my points." Leylin nodded. Immediately, Mies shouted without a thought, "Captain! Have you gone mad?"

"Of course I haven't! I'm very calm and know what I'm doing." Leylin shook his head. After all, this was a foreign world. Nobility here meant nothing to me, and it was something he would have to think about even if offered for free. Thus, his points were better spent on resources.

"Ho– Hold on, Captain. Your transaction somewhat exceeds my authorisation limit." The fatty behind the window found it hard to sit still, and beads of oily sweat trickled down his forehead. They were cleaned off along with his white handkerchief.

He could only exchange one or two grams of firasource stones at best, that was the limit of his authority. But this obviously did not satisfy Leylin's needs.

Soon, another fat guy had received the notice, and he came to Leylin.

He had strong energy fluctuations of the Sky rank, at the boundary of Morning Star.

"Chief!" Leylin and Mies bowed down slightly. The one who had just arrived was the chief of the logistics department, and had a higher military rank as compared to Leylin.

"Hey, Ley, you have enough nobility rank points to earn you the title of a Baron. Are you really going to trade them all away?" The fat chief looked at Leylin with pity, he'd thought highly of this genius.

"Yes!" Leylin was firm, "As compared to nobility, I would liked to focus on my abilities first. As long as I have what it takes, I'm going to get more valuables and higher positions!"

"Brilliant!" Someone at the side clapped loudly, Schiker had come beside Leylin without notice.

"Exchange for him!" Schiker nodded at the fatty, then exclaimed, "If I were to think like him while I was young, I would have gotten more achievements than I have now."

"Alright then… as you wish…"

The fat chief wiped his sweats on his face using a gold handkerchief, "Follow me. The exchange of nobility rank point isn't a simple affair, but it should be alright since Schiker is around…"

……

…

After settling on a series of authorisation documents, Leylin had finally gotten the firasource stone. He thanked Schiker and the Chief once more before he returned to his place.

"Firasource stone!" Leylin opened his palm, revealing a fiery ruby. It seemed to contain a large amount of liquefied ore.

The entire ore was only the size of Leylin's fingernail, this was all that Leylin's nobility rank points could be exchanged for.

Despite its petite size, the chief of the logistics department spent much efforts to gather it, even having to transfer some from other regions to barely make it enough for Leylin.

A phantom of a phoenix showed up behind Leylin, letting out whistles of excitement.

Leylin had the premonition that once he made use of the firasource stone, his level 8 Fireplume would advance greatly, even to the extent of breaking through level 9.

But it was not the strange phenomenon of the firasource stone that caught Leylin's attention, it was the notice from the A. I. Chip.

[Beep! Special object detected— Firasource stone! Gathering information.]

After a period of examination and simulation, the A.I. Chip sounded again.

[Special soul object— Firasource stone! Able to strengthen Magus point mass, increases soul force to an unknown extent! ]

Looking at the A. I. Chip's notice, Leylin's eyes widened.

It could increase soul force! Who knew this firasource stone had such an effect?

The advancement of a Magus and the power of their spirit were inseparable. From ranks 1 through 3, one trained in spiritual force. Soul force came into the picture after one entered the Morning Star realm.

Soul force was the most mysterious amongst all. Even though there were many great meditation techniques, they could only result in a strengthening of the soul over a long period of time. One could not be sure of the pattern.

Even those great meditation techniques required at least hundreds of years to improve one's soul force, and it was even worse in Leylin's case.

Kemoyin's Pupil ended at rank 4, not giving him a single bit of information as to how to increase his soul force. Thus, he could only continuously try his luck.

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The Organisation's Leader

Now, a wide golden path had appeared in front of Leylin.

As long as he gathered enough firasource stones, his soul force would increase greatly. Even the soul force of a Morning Star Magus who had thousands of years of experience using the top meditation techniques might not be as strong.

"If the Morning Star Magi in the Magus World learn about this, I'm afraid they will go mad over it!"

Leylin stroked his chin, finding it a little puzzling, "A precious source like this is a fatal attraction to Morning Star Magi. If so, why would Jupiter's Lightning use this world to trap the Elders despite risking the exposure of the coordinates? This doesn't make sense…"

At that moment, everything that had happened previously left Leylin confused.

"Maybe they had confidence in getting rid of the Elders, but did not expect that they could get away, which had them caught unprepared. Or maybe they didn't even manage to find a source like the firasource stone? After all if they don't have the help of the A. I. Chip, they will only know the amazing function of the firasource stone if they conduct an on-site inspection…"

All he could do was to speculate.

"Anyway, the reason the Triserpent Sect is so eager to get the firasource stone could very well be that their Morning Star Magus has already found out the function of it… Now I have to gather as many firasource stones as possible."

The fourth level of Kemoyin's Pupil already had little effect on Leylin. It had helped his advancement for quite a while already, but there was no change to his soul force at all.

In actual fact, many Morning Star Magi faced the same difficulty. It was very hard to improve their soul force, even with top-grade meditation techniques.

"This trip to the Lava World was such a great decision!"

Leylin held his grid tightly, his eyes were filled with excitement.

……

In the capital of the Atlan Union, a huge and prosperous place.

A void was created deep underground, a massive flame ball staying in the middle of it like a sun, showing the vague figure of a phoenix.

A continuous high-pitched whistling of the phoenix was transmitted through the flame ball, the entire ball breathing in and out as if it was alive.

There was a huge pentagram-shaped spell formation there, in the middle of which rays of crimson light were been drawn out and immersed into the flame ball.

The Phoenix inside was extremely excited, just like it had benefited greatly from the rays.

There were some remaining crimson light rays dropped down at the side of the spell formation, they solidified over sometime and turned into Fire stones!

Moments later, the Phoenix in the flame ball stopped the flame. It transformed into a human bathed in a stunning golden light.

This was a handsome male, he had scarlet hair and brows, his aura filled with surging waves of power.

Even the void around him fluctuated, an aura of the peak power of a Radiant Moon Magus surrounded him.

The scarlet-haired man had a regal crimson robe draping over his shoulders, fully dressed on the inside. He went to the other basement which was empty save for a giant mirror, leaving only large amounts of binding runes appearing regularly.

"…We meet again, my dear President of Atlan Union, Your Highness Durut!"

A hologram of someone in Radiant Moon Magus robe with a crescent mark on his forehead appeared in the mirror. Weird dark power was released strangely, his aura somewhat able to compare to Durut's.

The Magus who appeared in the mirror was the leader of Jupiter's Lightning, a rank 5 Magus!

"Hello, my guest from a foreign world!" Durut smiled, his crimson feathers radiating lust.

The Magus in the mirror turned silent for a while, as if he had sensed something. Moments later, he opened his eyes and smiled, "It seemed like you have accepted my suggestion! How is the effect?"

"It was great, my friend! Just some improvements to be made…" Durut nodded his head.

"This requires me to put in more time and effort. Most importantly, I was unable to get enough on-site information. Unless you allow me to go over…." The Radiant Moon Magus in the mirror shook his head.

"Of course not! My friend, we are both the elites above the Morning Star realm, and this world needs protection!"

Durut rejected immediately. Welcoming a foreign world's elite was definitely a trouble for himself. Durut had only thought of making use of the Magus with caution, never had he thought of other possibilities.

"Alright! Then next let's talk about the deal." The leader of Jupiter's Lightning in the mirror said helplessly.

A Morning Star Magus was like a little stone on a beach in the world, a little hard to recognise without careful inspection. A Radiant Moon Magus like him, on the other hand, was more obvious, an elephant in the room. The moment he tried to cross over, Durut would attack him mercilessly.

On this matter, Durut was able to gain the support from the world's will, which made him way more powerful than any ordinary rank 5 Magus.

Thus, despite being a similar rank 5, the man in the mirror had never thought of getting himself into trouble. He could only send some of his man over to run errands for him in secret.

"That's right, my friend, as long you keep your promise, we of the Emberwing race will show great hospitality!" Durut smiled.

The Magus opposite rolled his eyes, "Since you are very satisfied with the Energy Withdrawing spell formation, I have quite a few others you can try it out… In return, I want 500 grams of Morning Star Gold, arcane ore, paradian feathers and also firasource stones…"

He continued with the names of numerous resources, and Durut agreed without any hesitation, "Sure. As long your spell formations work, I will transfer them right away…"

……

After Durut had left the chamber, he sneered, "You think I wouldn't know what you are really up to just by hiding the firasource stone among the long list of sources? How naive!"

Upon reaching the study room had some documents viewed, he was outraged, " The Triserpent Sect! And the Mobius Organisation! These foreign tribes are way too much! I have to warn them and give them a lesson!"

Immediately he took a device from the table which looked like a telephone, strings of letters appearing from his fingers and vanishing into the speaker.

"All Special Task Force units in action, destroy every base of the Triserpent Sect and the Mobius Organisation in the Union's territories!"

Durut recalled something after he had put down the phone, and he passed down another urgent order, "Schiker, take charge of the East region!"

"That little pup should be back now after the contribution!"

Durut's face finally showed rare tinge of gentleness.

……

"The increasing of soul force feels really amazing…" Leylin was far from the capital, therefore he was not aware of the silent undercurrents that developed throughout the Atlan Union. He was still indulged in the joy of the advancement of his soul force.

The feeling of using the firasource stone was utterly fantastic, making him feel giddy as if he was drunk. Once the effect ended, his body was much more vigilant than before, and his soul force much more active than usual.

Leylin took a look at his stats:

[Leylin Farlier, Rank 4 Warlock Bloodline: Kemoyin's Serpent(complete form) Strength: 50 Agility: 45 Vitality: 65 Spiritual Force: 539.7 Magic Power: 539(Magic power in synchronisation with spiritual force) Soul force:???]

"Even though the soul force is not shown, the spiritual force had increased by 30 plus units, it's probably a side effect of the increase in soul force!" Leylin was over the moon. This advancement in soul force was comparable to the process of those Morning Star Magi having had to practice top-grade meditation techniques at least 10 years.

With how things looked, as long as he had enough firasource stones, his soul force would continue to increase at an incredible rate.

"How is this firasource stone related to Fireplume? How is this produced?"

Leylin's eyes brightened. He had even put behind the rescue mission, and finding and gathering of enough firasource stone had become his top priority.

"Boss! Boss!" At the same time, Mies's call sounded from outside, making Leylin frown.

"What is it? Didn't I tell you not to disturb me?" Leylin pulled opened the door, displeased.

"Not me, it's Instructor Schiker. We've got a big mission now!" Mies's face reddened due to agitation, and he was still panting.

"Big mission?" Leylin remained calm before Mies, "Look at how you're behaving! All those trainings went down the drain…"

However, a weird premonition had taken shape in his heart.

"Is it related to the Triserpent Sect?"

He was not too confident in handling this organisation for now, despite there being a huge possibility that it was established by the three Elders. Now that the firasource stone had popped up, however, there were a lot of variables.

Because it was very likely that those Morning Star Magi under Jupiter's Lightning to found out about the secret of the firasource stone. Thus, they were forming connections underground and gathering them.

"Oh! And Instructor Schiker wants to see you now in his office!" Mies finally caught his breath and finished the message.

"Got it. Wait for me here." Leylin closed the door and left Mies, dumbfounded, standing outside the room.

He did not have to wait long. Minutes later, Leylin had changed into his military outfit and shown up in Schiker's office.

"Ley! Here are your orders. Clear out these bases with your squad." Schiker signed some documents before handing them over to Leylin.

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