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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Another Clash

The disciplinary corps was the most elite squadron in the entire holy city. Every snakeman there was a blood descendant of the Stewart family, and possessed strength at least at Morning Star. The leader of the disciplinary corps was the Stewart family's esteemed second elder, who had no faults as a commander.

If these troops were appropriately deployed, they could indeed reclaim the perilous situation they faced, and would at least bring the battlefront to the same level.

However, Aegnis felt a fluttering feeling lingering in her chest.

"What's happening?" She climbed onto the tower and immediately saw the disciplinary corps. Compared to the last few times she had seen then, the disciplinary guards had an even more tyrannical aura around them, and Aegnis could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"The preparations for the guardian technique have been completed!"

"Activate the technique, and initiate activation of the holy city protection matrix!"

"Rank 2 Alchemy Cannon is ready, and can fire at any time!"

Commands were continuously issued, and a spell formation that permitted free movement into the holy city was engraved onto the disciplinary corps' armour.

"Attack!" At the heart of the guards' square formation, where a large golden flag waved in the wind, a gentle but firm voice rang out.

"Disciplinary corps, move out!" Standing at the very front was a white-haired elder shouting, an explosive aura at rank 6 undulating from him.

'No, this is wrong!' Aegnis finally realised that something wasn't right. All of a sudden, her eyes widened and even her voice became shrill, "Second uncle's aura, how could he have suddenly grown so strong? Even if he used forbidden magic it wouldn't be possible, unless…"

Aegnis suddenly roared out, "Be careful!"

However, it was too late.

"Disciplinary force, with me!" The numerous soldiers of the disciplinary corps roared. Their bodies secretly swelled, and ghastly demonic energy erupted from them in an instant.

With a loud rumble, many spells were fired out, and the power of the guards were concentrated into one force, merging together in the second elder's hands.

"Thunder of discipline!" The second elder cried in a frenzy, and a massively destructive attack landed straight on the city gate. Several deafening crashes could be heard, and black lightning swept across the area with a blazing radiance.

The guards on the city gate were vaporised in an instant, burnt to ashes. Then, they were obliterated right down to the atomic level. Soon after, the holy city's entrance was also destroyed by the spell, and many protective runes began to fall apart completely.

"No, not this!" Aegnis held her head as tears began to subconsciously flow from her eyes.

The holy city's defensive techniques were extremely powerful, with even laws being inscribed in the arrays. Even the disciplinary corps would have found it difficult to take it down in one strike; it was the method they were most confident in for obstructing the gluttonous beasts.

Now, however, the disciplinary corps had the defensive array's approval, and it was destroyed from within. Immediately, the holy city had lost its greatest defense.

It wasn't just that. The ones who had suffered the most under the earlier attack were the elites of the Stewart Family, Aegnis' clansmen! Even her father, the patriarch of the Stewart family, was there.

"In the name of gluttony, kill!" The traitorous second elder began to laugh wildly. His body exploded into a gruesome three-headed python, with deeply twisted blood vessels rooted in its irregular scales. It looked inconceivably horrifying.

Afterwards, the turncoat disciplinary corps immediately began to attack the stunned allies around them. Blood-curdling screeches could immediately be heard as the carnage began.

"Why? Why?" Aegnis rushed in front of her uncle. She was lucky that the area she was responsible for wasn't the most important section, and it had suffered fewer losses. However, the most important defensive array had now been destroyed. The battle now had lost all its meaning and suspense.

"Why, second elder? Why did you betray our guardian family's honor?" Aegnis' eyes were full of tears, and she was still in disbelief.

"Why?" The three headed python's slit eyes were full of ridicule and madness.

"The guardian family?" he chuckled, "Do you rejoice in being the Matriarch's guard dog? With our bloodline shackles and chains, unable for all eternity to break through our roles as gatekeepers… I have had enough!"

The three-headed python hissed menacingly, and the snakemen who couldn't escape in time were swallowed up. Its blood vessels incessantly circulated blood-red energy throughout its body, making the python grow even more demonic and enormous. It even appeared to reach the peak of rank 6, sprinting towards rank 7.

"This is true power, how amazing!" The three-headed python had an intoxicated expression in its slit eyes.

"Gluttony, the power of gluttony! So you've been contaminated by the Sovereign King of Gluttony?" Aegnis felt slightly relieved. If her uncle was being manipulated, then it would make her feel a little better.

"Contaminated? No, I asked for this! This is the only way I could become strong. And it wasn't just me, every single guard of the disciplinary corps chose this." As the second elder spoke, the disciplinary corps' guards all laughed wildly and transformed into giant serpents. They too had grotesque appearances, and had clearly been contaminated by the power of gluttony.

"Aegnis, retreat! He has gone completely mad!" With a giant crash, the ruins of the city gate exploded, and the figure of an elegant three-headed python emerged. The scales on its body had begun to come loose, and it had severe injuries.

"Father!" Aegnis cried in surprise.

"Teehee! My beloved brother! You haven't died yet?" The second elder laughed.

"Demon who actively sought the power of gluttony, you are no longer a clansman of our family. I want to correct our family's mistake!" The three headed python charged immediately at the second elder.

At the same time, a tremendous force flung Aegnis far away and called to her, "Leave immediately!"

"Teehee! Elder brother, now I will prove that I have always been better than you, and better-suited to lead our family!" The three-headed python that had been transformed by gluttony aggressively tangled with the patriarch.

The rank 6 beast's bloody crushing ability had instantly created a blank space and isolated area. Whether it was guard or gluttonous beast, all who approached it were shocked to death.

Deafening roars filled the air as many gluttonous beasts immediately poured through the gap into the holy city. The surviving guards entered bloody close-quarters combat.

Aegnis' face was filled with tears, and in the end she could only faintly see the tremendous smoke that filled the air as her father's powerless body fell, accompanied by the second elder's mad laughter.

……

The sounds of explosions filled the air. As gluttonous beasts devastated the holy city, the giant statue of the Snake Dowager at the center began to emit dazzling light, as if she had heard the innermost prayers of her citizens.

In this layer of light, the entire holy city seemed to experience an enormous earthquake and many deep cracks began to appear in the ground.

Many buildings in the holy city began to twist and collapse with loud crashes, as if the heavens were torn and the earth had been split asunder. The giant statue of the Snake Dowager began to sink down without stopping. Finally, an immensely deep hole appeared in the ground.

"The power of gluttony, and the concealing power of chaos! Beelzebub, have you joined hands with the Nefarious Filthbird?" A coiled ball of snakes floated up from the depths of the hole like a star. Many giant snake heads uncoiled, exposing the Snake Dowager's puzzled face.

Overwhelmingly powerful undulations spread out at rank 8, and the entire holy city grew quiet in an instant. Many gluttonous beasts were engulfed by the shadow and burnt to ashes.

At the holy city's most critical moment, the Snake Dowager finally appeared!

"The Matriarch!" "Almighty dignitary!" "Invincible ancestor!"

The surviving inhabitants of the holy city immediately knelt down, and tears of joy began to overflow from their eyes. The one who had just appeared wasn't a phantom image or a clone from sacrifices; it was the real body of the Snake Dowager!

Every scale on the Matriarch's body had the most realistic feeling of true flesh, and even exhibited the aura of laws. Just the aura that emanated from her body gave innumerable benefits to her descendants.

"Dowager! It was you who first violated our agreement, and began to meddle with my affairs!" Accompanied by wild laughter, a demonic python emerged from the gluttonous beast army outside the holy city.

No, calling it a giant python would be inaccurate, as it had only the body of a python. However, it had grown a pair of extraordinary demonic wings, and its purplish-brown muscled arms had sharp talons at the end of its legs. It had many compound eyes just like an insect.

It looked as if Beelzebub had fused his soul with a mixed-breed snakeman's body, whose power had reached the limit. It could even meet the Snake Dowager as an equal.

After seeing Beelzebub's form, the Snake Dowager's eyes flashed with amazement.

"Haha! This body's raw material appears to be your descendent, but my gluttonous power has made it even more perfect than before. That's all thanks to a gift from a certain little fellow," Beelzebub split open his huge mouth, a purple-black barbed tongue licking his sharp white teeth and said, "In return, I'll swallow him up later and let him forever be part of the almighty Beelzebub…"

The impulsive power of gluttony and the omnipresent power of shadows began their confrontation with the holy city's walls as its boundary. In a moment, many guards and gluttonous beasts turned into ashes.

For two rank 8 existences to cross swords, it could be said that this bout decided the Purgatory World's future to an extent. Many powerful conscients descended here, and the faint chirps of the Nefarious Bird and traces of the Trial's Eye's power appeared.

"That crafty little fellow, I didn't think that he would bring me this much trouble!" The Snake Dowager's eyes became a little dispirited, and she looked directly into an area within the holy city.

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Completely Unleashed

"Since the people involved have arrived, it's about time for me to make my appearance!" Leylin watched the enormous sphere of snakes rise up, and as he saw the terrifying figure of Beelzebub flapping its large fleshy wings, he suddenly laughed.

Thomas, who was still on the ground, had already been scared out of his wits. The second elder and the disciplinary corps had rebelled! The holy city was under attack! The true bodies of the Snake Dowager and the Sovereign King of Gluttony had emerged!

Every single one of these events were terrifying changes for him. And when they had all happened at once, Thomas was simply at a loss as to what to do.

"Oh! Aren't you responsible for public security in this area during wartime? I'm sorry to trouble you, this place will only descend further into chaos from now." Leylin apologized to Thomas like a gentleman, yet this messed with Thomas' mind even more.

"Greater chaos? What do you mean?" But Thomas didn't have time to think. An enormous beam of grey light suddenly shot out from the walls and the floor of the loft, heading straight towards the sky.

This was the last scene that Thomas witnessed. Soon after, he was melted by the horrifying energy, left without even a corpse.

"We meet again, Snake Dowager, and the Sovereign King of Gluttony!" A smile was plastered on Leylin's face as he saluted them smoothly, just like someone greeting good friends whom he had not met in a long time.

Compared to the tremendous figures of the Snake Dowager and Beelzebub, the pillar of light beside them was like a thin thread. Leylin, who was within the light beam, was even tinier than an ant.

Yet it was this insignificant being who had attracted the attention of both the Snake Dowager and Beelzebub!

Any average rank 4 Morning Star Magus would have melted straightaway under the powerful and malicious gaze of the two rank 8 beings. Even Leylin had a similarly strong reaction.

"Keke…" He suddenly coughed out a large amount of blood. Blood even started to overflow directly from the tips of his fingers.

"Emperor of the Kemoyin Serpents! You little fellow, I'll admit that you have succeeded in infuriating me!" The Snake Dowager's voice was very calm, but an enormous shadow of a serpent's head had already spread its jaws wide open, as if it was about to completely devour Leylin whole in one bite.

"Beautiful lady! Please wait, he belongs to me!"

A large, invisible mouth seemed to appear in thin air, biting down and breaking the shadow of the serpent head.

Beelzebub flapped its dreadful wings, his numerous compound eyes all fixated on Leylin, "Thank you for letting me discover this world! But what a pity, Magus! An ordinary mortal like you cannot pry into the power of laws. Are you thinking of sowing discord between this lady and I, and benefit by being a third party? Such a strategy is destined to fail. With your mortal intelligence, how could you think of becoming a god?"

"According to the agreement between Mister Nefarious Filthbird and I, this Magus belongs to me!" Beelzebub proclaimed while facing the Snake Dowager, as though he was declaring his sovereignty.

"Indeed, you and Nefarious Filthbird are in cahoots, and you have shielded yourself with the support of his chaos power… Cough…" Numerous grey lights shot out from Leylin, weakening him further.

At this point, the chaos power from the Nefarious Filthbird that had previously been accepted began to rebel. It was as if it was going to imprison Leylin and send him as a present to Beelzebub.

"Heh heh… what a pity…" Leylin appeared even more fragile, as though he would die in the next moment. However, a stream of laughter came from his lowered head.

"What's a pity?" Beelzebub clearly wanted to continue teasing its prey.

"Hehe… It's such a pity that I've never once thought of depending on either you! And I didn't place my hopes on the fact that you would fight each other! I set up all of this just so that both of your true forms would be attracted here!"

Leylin laughed maniacally, his gaze filled with intent, "You are all my prey!"

"What… this premonition… A new fork has appeared in our path of destiny, a variable has appeared! No matter what, stop him at all costs!" The sweet smile that had always been on the Snake Dowager's face suddenly changed.

"Heh heh! It's too late!" Leylin laughed wildly. Numerous sacrificial ritual runes emerged from his body.

"Initiate established program!" He suddenly commanded.

[Beep! Program #1 has been activated, initialising forceful expulsion of chaos power.] The robotic voice of the A.I. Chip sounded.

When he had made his first sacrifice to the Nefarious Filthbird a long time ago, Leylin was already on guard against it. Afterwards, he had even ordered the A.I. Chip to monitor it at all times.

During the few times he'd been baptised by chaos power, he hadn't directly come into contact with it, only using it as a raw material. He had been saving it all just for this moment!

"Oh!" Leylin's face instantaneously flushed red. A grey layer of filth suddenly emerged from the hair follicles beneath his skin. Even the chaos power that had dug its way into his cells had been forcefully removed. In just a moment, he was clean.

Bang!* A sacrificial spell formation emerged. The rune of the Nefarious Filthbird in the centre suddenly shattered, and an enraged cry of a bird could be heard.

"I offer the power of the Nefarious Filthbird as sacrifice! Mighty Purgatory Will, please descend!" Leylin's gaze was incomparably fervent, yet it was also filled with his extremely calm judgment. These completely contradictory emotions made his eyes look highly demonic.

Buzz!* An incomparably vast sacrificial spell formation with complex patterns began to surface, with the room that Leylin previously resided in set as its centre.

This particular sacrificial spell formation was much bigger than those for the previous few dignitaries. The one receiving the sacrifice in the center was, impressively, a rune representing the Purgatory World's World Will!

Whoosh!* In a flash, the entire Purgatory World seemed to have come to life. A mighty conscient, which was like the projection of the whole Purgatory World, suddenly turned its attention to them. As the violent winds howled, an enormous funnel cloud appeared in the sky, taking on a chaotic formless mass.

A grey radiance instantly descended from the heart of the chaotic mass, and collided with the Snake Dowager's attack. Although it turned darker, it still protected Leylin from harm.

In the Purgatory World, Sacrificers who practised the ways of sacrificial rituals only cast their sights on the seven dignitaries, yet forgot that there was one more alternative. While this being was exceptionally disordered, and often neglected, no one could deny that it was the origin of the entire Purgatory World!

"Heh heh… So this is what you're counting on, Magus? A chaotic will?"

Beelzebub laughed maniacally, "Judging by the strength of such a defense, it can't even resist any being of laws…"

"Indeed! The Purgatory World's will is extraordinarily chaotic, and it doesn't even possess the slightest ability to respond. Even if I use a portion of the Nefarious Filthbird's energy to attract its attention, the protective powers that are cast on me will not be able to protect me, much less defeat all of you…" Leylin's voice was gentle, almost serene. However, the Snake Dowager and Beelzebub didn't seem to think of it as a good sign.

"However… What if it awakened?" A green glimmer of light gently rose from the light beam. It was the Seed of Wisdom that Leylin had been cultivating before!

A splendid green brilliance rippled from above the little dewy green tree. Even those gluttonous beasts who had lost all semblance of intelligence seemed to have an expression of intense desire for this tree.

"Is this… the ancient Wisdom Tree? Don't tell me that he's thinking of…? Stop him, quick!"

A humongous grey bird spread open its wings. Its voice was full of anxiety, as though it had flown over from an endlessly chaotic place.

"Almighty Purgatory will! I offer the Wisdom Tree to you as a sacrifice! Awaken!" Leylin's eyes were glistening with resolution, and his hands moved strangely quick. Following his sacrificial song, the little green tree transformed into a ray of green light, becoming one with the chaotic sky.

Whoosh! Whoosh!* A wild beast seemed to be hiding within the grey chaotic mass. The intensity of its undulations increased exponentially, and the area was slowly filled with a green radiance.

"Almighty Purgatory will! You are the master of the Purgatory World! The original power of the Purgatory World itself! You are the epitome of all that exists! Please open your eyes and take a good look at these thieves! They wilfully plundered your strength and polluted your world, causing the entire Purgatory World to continuously sink into ruin… I, Leylin Farlier, a lowly Magus, sincerely beseech for your strength to get rid of these filthy beings, and return the Purgatory World to how it used to be!"

With Leylin's prayer, the numerous undulations from the chaotic mass stopped, revealing a pair of cyan pupils. Shortly after, the entire world seemed to have come to a standstill. The gluttonous beasts and the snakemen not far away had all been rendered immobile.

The gigantic cyan pupils represented the world's will, and its gaze was fixated on the Snake Dowager, Beelzebub and the others who were still mobile.

Rage! Rage! Rage! The entire world seemed to have come to life, and was venting its anger, making the hearts of the Snake Dowager and other formidable beings palpitate.

"The world's will has awakened!" The Snake Dowager's face was deathly pale, as though she had seen the most frightening thing ever.

A hole ripped open in the sky. An unending stream of the original power of the world gushed forth and surged violently, much like the turbulent flow of a river. This amplified Leylin's growth rate, even making him feel as if he was the world itself.

Whoosh!* In a flash,Leylin's figure sharply grew and he became a giant who was able to support both heaven and earth. The previously enormous holy city now looked like a miniature model to him.

"Success! Power that exceeds rank 6! Now I'm at least a rank 7 Sacrificer!" Large quantities of chaotic cyan runes appeared on Leylin's body. When he clenched his fist suddenly, even the very air seemed to shudder.

"This… is what I truly relied on!" The joy of having his plan succeed almost made Leylin shriek wildly into the sky. From the beginning, his trump card and all that he was relying on was the Purgatory Will.

In order to break through the bloodline shackles, Leylin required a bloodline origin and the power to surpass it, both of which which he didn't have. When he had still been bound by the Allsnake Curse, searching for enough strength to defeat the Snake Dowager was practically only a fantasy.

But through the Purgatory World's path of sacrifices, Leylin discovered a glimmer of hope! The path of sacrifices was originally used to pray for the strength of highly ranked beings, and was a method that would allow the weak to defeat the strong. The passing down of the sacrificial strength system inspired an even more fearless idea in Leylin.

Instead of offering sacrifices to a few dignitaries, why not offer sacrifices to the entire Purgatory World's World Will? After all, the World Will, which was just like a programmed intelligent being, was much more trustworthy as compared to the temperamental dignitaries.

And speaking of offerings, what else would be more suitable than the roots of the ancient Wisdom Tree that could bring about enlightenment?

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3 Strikes

The Purgatory World was a bizarre world. It was extremely vast, second only to the few strongest worlds such as the Magus World, World of Gods and Dreamscape. The world had originally been full of power.

Yet what was strange was that the Purgatory World Will had always been rather muddled. It was as though it was in deep sleep, or perhaps it was just foolish, allowing many formidable beings from other worlds to invade it, turning it into a paradise for a great many foreign beings.

However, the ancient Purgatory World was not like this. It also had its own powerful conscient!

Every world had its respective World Will, which would abide by its instinctive need to safeguard its own interests. After receiving such information from the Wisdom Tree, Leylin instantly saw hope in defeating the Snake Dowager and obtaining the bloodline origin!

Since the Purgatory Will was currently dormant or perhaps muddled, then Leylin would rouse it from its sleep! Judging by the Wisdom Tree's powerful ability to bestow intelligence and wisdom, this would be a simple task. It went without saying as to how the World Will would treat the Snake Dowager and the rest after it was awakened.

To visualize it, the Purgatory World Will was like a swarthy man guarding his house. While he was asleep, a gang of bandits had broken into his house and were acting like tyrants to his people. What would he do to them once he woke up?

Furthermore, the Purgatory World was an exceptionally strong world, unlike the small worlds where rank 8 beings could not fit in. It was at least of the same rank as the Icy World, which had been enough to suppress beings such as the Snake Dowager and many others, causing their invasions to fail.

Now, the Purgatory World was awake and clear-headed. Sure enough, upon seeing these thieves wilfully stealing the origin power on its turf, it immediately boiled over with fury.

Since Leylin had taken the initiative to offer sacrifices in order to awaken it, it went without saying that he would receive credit. Additionally, he had requested to banish these robbers, and it was reasonable that the World Will would hold him in high regard. It was so much so that upon obtaining additional support from the World Will, Leylin could now be praised as the son of the world! Everything he had done was to carry out punishments in the name of the heavens!

"It's the Purgatory World Will! It's awake!"

"Hasn't it always been muddled? Why did it come to its senses all of a sudden?"

"I sense a hint of wisdom. It's because of the assistance of the ancient Wisdom Tree!"

When the pair of eyes opened to reveal its the cyan pupils, a terrifying and oppressive force instantly descended on the entire world. These beings of laws could now sense it even more strongly. This was a suppressive force that originated from within the world. No matter in which corner one hid in in the Purgatory World, they would be unable to escape. This exemplified the horrifying amount of authority that the Purgatory Will possessed!

The suppressive force from inside this formidable world could even make foreign beings such as the Snake Dowager and the Nefarious Filthbird fall, and it could be said that there was nothing more terrifying than this!

A few other conscients kept their distance, and were filled with restraining fear. Even if they were rank 8 beings, the gains of starting a war against the World Will definitely would not make up for their losses.

This was especially since this was the Purgatory World, which was the homeground of the Purgatory Will. The moment someone got its attention, he would be left in a miserable state.

The winds howled. Numerous powerful conscients and spies from the deep sea immediately disappeared without a trace, cowering in fear.

Chirp chirp!* The Nefarious Filthbird, which seemed to have flown out of nowhere, hastily made an elegant turn upon seeing the situation, trying to escape.

"Get lost!" Leylin raised his hand as though he was about to swat a housefly. Each and every move that he made seemed to bear the strength of the entire world, making the Nefarious Filthbird fly far away in the opposite direction as it wailed. Numerous grey feathers floated to the ground.

'Even though the strength is only temporarily borrowed, it's relatively horrifying!' Leylin could sense that every single cell in his body was filled with the tremendous energy. Furthermore, as compared to the other dignitaries who only allowed rank 6 Sacrificers at best, the Purgatory Will was clearly much more generous. The energy that Leylin had temporarily drawn support from had been amplified to the realm of a rank 7 Sacrificer. Even though it could not last for long, and had to be returned afterwards, at least it gave him enough external strength for the time being for him to be on par with the other contenders.

"The fellow who has been such a hindrance has left. Seal!"

Leylin spread open his arms and cast vast amounts of cyan chaos chains on the Purgatory World. It seemed that this region had been sealed shut, and a horrifying amount of lightning was attached directly to the chains.

This was an enclosure formed by the chaos chains and lightning laws. Beelzebub and the Snake Dowager were about to make a run for it, but their expressions turned gloomy.

With the aid of the A.I. Chip, as well his Full Moon truesoul, Leylin had a detailed estimate of his own strength. 'Three times! With the assistance of the world origin force, I'm left with three times at most to exhibit this peak of power!' he thought to himself.

He knew inwardly that rank 8 beings had the power to contend with the suppression of the World Will. After all, it too was an intelligent being, and its support for Leylin couldn't possibly be inexhaustible. Even if Leylin was willing to work under it and defeat the others on its behalf, the World Will might be reluctant to expend so much energy.

If they declared war against so many rank 8 beings at once, they would be devastated even if they emerged victorious in the end. The entire Purgatory World could even crumble under the attack.

However, with Leylin's current rank as a Sacrificer, it would still help him get rid of these few if Leylin cashed in all his contributions.

'The sacrifice of the Wisdom Tree contributed to the World Will regaining its clear-headedness once more. With all of that, I only received these few chances to take action?' Leylin was very clear about this sentiment.

'As expected, rank 8 beings are extremely powerful indeed. But three chances will be enough!' Currently, the Snake Dowager and Beelzebub were both suppressed by the World Will in this region that had been sealed shut. They had fallen by a rank, and were now about rank 7 or so.

On the other hand, Leylin had been amplified to rank 7, and even exceeded that slightly. The tables had turned instantly!

"Kemoyin Emperor, my descendant! Although you have the support of the World Will, you will not be able to deal with us! I can lift your curse, and even help you become the new progenitor of the Allsnakes. All I want is for you to vow your allegiance to me!"

As they both shared a common enemy, Beelzebub and the Snake Dowager had gotten a little closer. The Snake Dowager had also given a suggestion to bring about peace.

"Haha… Before I possessed such power, I wasn't even eligible to talk to you. And now you're actually appealing for peace? What's the use of such a weak alliance?" Leylin laughed maniacally. The original power of the Purgatory World wouldn't be entwined with him forever. Once this sacrificial ritual was over, he would still be that tiny rank 5 Warlock from before. Then, would he still entrust the security of his life to the Snake Dowager's benevolence?

"All living things in the world will collapse eventually. Only strength is eternal!" It was now that Leylin had gained a profound understanding of how the law of the jungle worked. If he didn't want to be assaulted and sacrificed, the only thing he could do was to make himself powerful. Everything else was bullshit!

"First strike!" After laughing to his heart's content, Leylin brazenly made his move. The entire Purgatory World seemed to boil. An abundance of the origin power of this world tethered to his hand, giving him the illusion that he could destroy the world.

"Allsnake Devour!" The Snake Dowager bit her lip. The demonic energy even made the entire world slow down. Numerous giant snake shadows suddenly appeared and attempted to bite off Leylin's hands.

Crash! Crash!* Terrifying lightning shot out from Leylin's hand, annihilating the many shadows into ash and smoke. Leylin's giant-like figure, stretching from the earth to the heavens, instantly came in front of the starlike sphere of snakes.

"Sever the Kemoyin bloodline!"

An attack that transcended time and space made the Snake Dowager's face turn lifeless in an instant. Soon after, out of the many giant snakes that had extended under her body, the head of a Kemoyin snake with vertical slit-like amber pupils suddenly broke apart.

Hss—* The many snake heads started to tremble at once, and anguish was apparent even on the Snake Dowager's face. This was an injury suffered by her real body, something which even damaged her bloodline origin.

The head of the enormous Kemoyin serpent tumbled in mid-air, and continuously dissolved to form a large ball of purplish-red blood with hints of cyan.

"The bloodline origin!" Leylin's eyes lit up. He could feel the longing in every single cell of his body. He suddenly went forth and swallowed the large amount of blood.

[Beep! Host body has consumed the origin blood from the Snake Dowager. Gene strands have been broken apart and recombined, recalculating data.]

In practically an instant, the genes of the Kemoyin Emperor broke apart from their limit. His bloodline accepted the fenes from the great amounts of origin blood. Under the A.I. Chip's command, these recombined genes did not follow the conventional path of the Snake Dowager. The instead underwent greater evolutions under Leylin's command.

These changes eventually extended to his soul. The barbed iron chain on Leylin's forehead cracked apart instantly. The head of an enormous black giant serpent suddenly emerged from within, hissing excitedly behind Leylin as its body seemed to undergo even greater changes.

[Beep! Allsnake Curse has been lifted!] The sensation of removing the chains in one move made Leylin feel entirely free from worry.

"Beelzebub! Do you know why I released the Trial's Eye and the Nefarious Filthbird, but insisted on keeping you behind?" Lightning flashed violently. The origin power of the world encircled Leylin from head to toe as he came in front of Beelzebub.

In comparison to the gigantic Leylin, the devilish body of Beelzebub was as insignificant as a rag doll.

Without waiting for Beelzebub to answer, Leylin continued, "Because I have my eye on the laws you hold! Your laws of gluttony are just too compatible with my own innate skills. I can't help but wish to take action. Thus, I specially summoned you to come to the Purgatory World for this purpose. And I even gifted you a clone!"

"A clone? This Black Horrall Snake?!" Beelzebub kept retreating, and fear was apparent in its numerous compound eyes. To him, Leylin was the real devil.

"No! Impossible. I definitely inspected it very carefully!"

"I didn't rig your clone, because to me, as long as its original form is a Black Horrall Snake, it would be sufficient!"

Leylin's pupils were burning with fervor. He spread open his arms and ferociously grabbed Beelzebub's devil wings.

"Second strike!"

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Halfway To Rank 7

"Your Wings of Gluttony will belong to me!" Along with Leylin's announcement and Beelzebub's miserable cries, the monstrously dark wings were forcefully torn off, splattering blood everywhere.

Hss—* The phantom Kemoyin Emperor behind Leylin opened its mouth wide, and it seemed like there was a black hole at its depths. It immediately devoured the entirety of the devil's fleshy wings.

Pila! Pila!* Two lumps of flesh surfaced on the snake's back. It then spread out a tremendous pair of fleshy wings that looked similar to Beelzebub's own.

"The law of gluttony…" Leylin sounded rather bewitched by them, "Combined with my own abilities, what kind of result will there be?"

The terrifying black hole wreaked complete havoc, devouring Beelzebub's entire body. In front of the Kemoyin Emperor's innate skill of control, the devil's mortal body which had been created with the Black Horrall Snake as its source material was suppressed to a huge degree. Beelzebub's body gradually disappeared as the Kemoyin Emperor devoured it.

The Kemoyin Emperor easily digested the power of gluttony that came from the source body of the Black Horrall Snake. A comprehension of the power of gluttony combined with Beelzebub's memories as it surfaced in Leylin's sea of consciousness, surging towards Leylin's truesoul barriers like a raging tide.

"Keke… I am the true master of the law of gluttony, its contamination isn't something the likes of you can resolve. Thank you very much, this body is great!" A barely visible shadow appeared above the Kemoyin Emperor, and Beelzebub's voice sounded from within the blazing demonic flames.

Under his influence, the Kemoyin Emperor quickly digested that large bundle of energy. Even as it evolved, Leylin's own will was being eroded.

Beelzebub had completely comprehended the law of gluttony, and to steal this power Leylin would first have to face the retaliation of his conscient. It released a large amount of power that mixed with the laws of gluttony as they approached Leylin. "Gluttony's corruption!"

Seeing that demonic palm, Leylin maintained an icy expression. He didn't look to be in pain, only releasing a powerful green lightning containing the power of the world origin force in his body. His cold voice sounded, "Strike three!"

Crackle!* "NOOOOO!" Leylin's gigantic body immediately disintegrated, and an unwilling bellow rang out. Under the suppression of the Purgatory World's will, Beelzebub's conscient melted away like snow in the sun, leaving behind only the purest energy and comprehension of laws.

[Beep! Genetic recombination complete!] The A.I. Chip's voice sounded, and the Kemoyin Emperor behind Leylin behan to transform once again.

Two sharp claws stretched out, and the horn on its forehead protruded even further. The devilish wings became increasingly mystical, and black rhombus-shaped scales covered its body, emitting a mysterious luster.

"A new bloodline? No!" The Snake Dowager who watched this scene from afar could no longer keep her calm. Even though she was afraid of the protection of the World Will, she still attacked.

"Allsnake Shadow!" The murky Shadow World almost appeared to have been summoned by the Snake Dowager, attacking the Purgatory World.

Leylin did not counterattack. Instead, he spoke a few words, "I am Leylin Farlier, lord of all Kemoyin. As of this moment, all of the Kemoyin bloodline shall leave the control of the Snake Dowager!"

Leylin's eyes held traces of turmoil within them as he made this solemn announcement. His voice practically rang throughout the world; as long as it was a descendant of the Giant Kemoyin Serpent bloodline they heard his voice and couldn't help but kneel respectfully in subservience.

Hss—* The giant snake behind Leylin completed the core of its transformation. No longer feeling the suppression of the Snake Dowager, it snarled at her.

"Ugh!" The pain on her expression was even clearer than before. Power from another plane seemed to be surging into Leylin's body.

"I shall destroy your godly status," he murmured, and with a vicious bite from the giant serpent behind him the sound of glass shattering could be heard. A huge gap had formed in the network of blood vessels on the Snake Dowager's back The excruciating pain caused the enormous serpents in the sphere of snakes to groan piteously below the Snake Dowager, and the faint image of the Shadow World promptly crumbled.

Losing a part of her bloodline force caused great damage to the Dowager's authority. It was enough to grievously injure her, and force her into a deep sleep.

"Leylin… Leylin!" The Snake Dowager snarled, no longer daring to stay here. The gigantic sphere of snakes rammed against the shackles of chaos.

Even more giant serpents were continuously struck by the lightning. However, they opened up a gap in the World Will's restrictions that allowed the Snake Dowager to escape. She had the feeling that if she'd stayed here longer she would've died.

'She escaped? Makes sense, she doesn't know I'm limited to just three uses of this power. Furthermore, with my control of the bloodline and devouring power, as well as the attention of the World Will, she'd be in trouble if she stayed any longer.' Leylin's eyes flashed, and he did not chase after her. He currently had more more pressing matters at hand to attend to.

[Beep! Optimisation of host's bloodline is completed. Law of gluttony and Allsnake origin blood have been added, currently at rank 6. Please rename the bloodline.] The A.I. Chip's voice sounded.

"Targaryen. Call it the Targaryen bloodline!" Leylin decided on a new name.

[Beep! Recorded. Bloodline evolution has been completed. Targaryen has been saved to the database, currently at rank 6.] As it sounded out, the A.I. Chip formed images of Leylin's new bloodline patterns, naming them Targaryen. A circle of blood-red energy enveloped Leylin's body.

The bloodline force of the Kemoyin Emperor had been changed to an entirely new bloodline. This change even extended to Leylin's truesoul. It was like glass shattering as a bottle exploded; the feeling of breaking through a bottleneck of the soul caused Leylin to tremble involuntarily.

The new bloodline force surged violently, and with irresistible power the golden line in Leylin's Full Moon truesoul expanded to envelop the entire thing. It was like a flame had been ignited.

[Beep! Host has broken through bloodline shackles. The positive energy of the truesoul is beginning to advance to rank 6] the A.I. Chip transmitted.

For a Magus to advance from rank 5 to rank 6, the most important point was to completely convert negative soulforce to positive soul force. Leylin's truesoul had already shown signs of the transformation, but due to the bloodline shackles the full process had been interrupted. Now, without the shackles, the process could be completed. [1 Negative and positive soul force are yin soul force and yang soul force. Just didn't use those names because most of the novel has stuck to a western theme so far and actual chinese concepts weren't prevalent before.]

The bloodline shackles had been like an enormous mountain weighing down on Leylin, putting him under a lot of pressure. With them gone, the power he had amassed allowed him to soar. His truesoul rumbled in that instant, the moon set ablaze as it turned into a blazing golden sun. It grew severalfold in volume, emitting powerful and concentrated energy.

With the strength he possessed, Leylin's success in breaking through to rank 6 was a given. Yet, that was not all. The A.I. Chip's voice sounded once more. [Beep! Host has reached rank 6. Huge changes have been made to body's condition. Recalculating…]

It then intoned loyally once more, [Beep! Host's rank 5 innate skill Devour has been affected by law of gluttony. Devour has reached rank 6, now able to digest any energy, even that powered by opponents' laws.]

'Devour has been upgraded to rank 6 from rank 5… So I can devour laws from now?' Leylin's eyes twinkled, 'Great! This innate bloodline ability is worthy of the rank 6 Targaryen bloodline!'

Past rank 6 was the realm of laws, and a bloodline that could devour laws and make them his own was obviously terrifying. This was also why he had spared no effort in getting Beelzebub to come to the Purgatory World. The law of gluttony and the innate skill of Devour complemented each other just too well. They were the best pair in Leylin's view.

The ability to break through without end as long as one possessed enough energy was something Leylin coveted. He considered it to be the best catalyst in the process of breaking through his bloodline shackles.

[Beep! Host's comprehension of law of devouring(transformed from law of gluttony) now at 99%] [Beep! Host's body has been converted to a body of laws. Progress: 99%. Body's stats have surpassed standard limits, unable to be quantified. A switch to the Heavenly Astral Race's measurement units is suggested.]

Seeing the last prompt, Leylin's lips quirked as he burst into a wild laughter. Such terrifying strength caused even the air around him to shake. Since he had taken such huge risks in this adventure, he would obviously want to get the best benefits.

After reaching rank 6, the soul of a Magus would basically reach its limits, and its soul force would become tangible. Once they grasped a certain law, they would reach the realm of a rank 7 Magus. While Beelzebub's law of gluttony was pretty good, Leylin did not like it all that much. After all, he still felt some lingering fear towards that insane appetite.

Having the abilities of his bloodline influenced by the power of gluttony, he could thus form the law of devouring. It was something Leylin had long since anticipated.

Leylin had grasped many laws even as he reached rank 6. He was no ordinary Breaking Dawn Monarch. In fact, he could be said to be halfway to rank 7!

Once he completely comprehended the last bit of the law of devouring, there would be nothing holding him back from becoming a Magus who comprehended laws.

Breaking Dawn Monarchs couldn't grasp the power of laws the moment they broke through. They would have to wait to enter the peak of rank 6 before they could even peer into the world of laws.

But Leylin had done it! He had done something that was practically unprecedented in the Magus World's history.

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Aftermath

The challenging risks had paid off. Leylin had staked everything on a desperate gamble, and it came through. Not only had he broken through his bloodline shackles, he had even grasped the power of laws! He was now comparable to a rank 7 law wielding Magus, and there was only a small barrier to his advance.

He was now so powerful that the A.I. Chip's original units of measurement couldn't quantify his strength any more. He had to switch to another unit of measurement.

'Near rank 7 in power… If I stay in the Magus World, I won't even need to be afraid of the Snake Dowager.' Leylin was now completely relaxed, and he even had the urge to yell out into the heavens. 'It's a pity that I couldn't lure Beelzebub out completely, and the law isn't complete. However, just the damage to his soul is enough to cause him to go into a deep sleep or even die. Worse comes to worst, I'll attack his lair and then seize the last bit of the power of laws. Naturally, I'll be able to enter rank 7 after that.'

'As expected, the power of a Magus changes drastically in rank 6. Those who grasp laws can't even be measured by the A.I. Chip…'

"A.I. Chip, show what can be displayed," Leylin commanded., immediately discovering a drastic change in his stats.

[Leylin Farlier, rank 6 Warlock. Bloodline: Targaryen (rank 6). Estimated stats, Strength: 5750, Agility: 4690, Vitality: 8290, Spiritual Force: ???, Magic Power: ???, Soul Force: ???. Comprehension of laws, Devour: 99%]

'Hah… What a change!' Leylin's eyes narrowed, 'This boost is much greater than that of my previous advancements. It's basically tens, or even hundreds of times! The boost from the power of laws is so terrifying…

'Based on the calculations, I must have over 10000 spiritual force, causing an overflow…' Leylin stroked his chin and commanded, "Alright. Recalculate with the stats of the Heavenly Astral Race as the model.] [Beep! Recalculating host's data… change completed] the A.I. Chip loyally intoned and showed the stats to Leylin.

[Leylin Farlier, rank 6 Warlock. Bloodline: Targaryen (rank 6). Strength: 172.52, Agility : 125.07, Vitality: 253.77, Spiritual force: 449.42, State of soul: Peak Breaking Dawn. Comprehension of laws: Devouring, 99%.]

The units of the new data were based on the Heavenly Astral Race. Every unit was more than ten times its previous standard. The numbers in spiritual force had condensed a hundredfold, allowing it to be quantified. Because Leylin's soul force and power of laws had been merged into one, it was not shown on the A.I. Chip.

'Mm! The A.I. Chip's method of calculation is rather direct. Doesn't this mean even the slightest of my actions equate to hundreds of Heavenly Astral Morning Stars?'

Leylin stroked his chin, 'Our strength might be similar, but the boost from laws hasn't been calculated into it by the A.I. Chip…'

Things would've been different if he was an ordinary Breaking Dawn, but Leylin had already stepped into the realm of laws. The boost from the power of laws caused his strength to increase so violently that it was terrifying.

Rumble…* Large spirals of chaotic energy dissipated gradually in the air, and that pair of green eyes also vanished without a trace.

The sacrificial rune on Leylin's body disappeared quickly, crumbling in practically the blink of an eye.

"The will of the Purgatory World has left…" Leylin muttered to himself, looking slightly desolate. As he had already reached rank 6 and comprehended laws, the World Will had sensed that Leylin had already surpassed many Monarchs.

"While I helped the World Will to gain some wisdom, it has helped me defeat my opponents and allowed me to advance. We're even now…" Leylin could tell that his status as a Sacrificer had dropped as quickly as it had risen. He was now back at square one.

"The Purgatory Will is merely a robotic intellectual body. The help before was merely a transaction. If I want to become a child of Purgatory, I'll have to join its side and allow its intent to pervade my body, becoming half a puppet." Leylin stroked his chin. World Wills were rational and unfeeling. Even if Leylin had helped it before, were he to reveal even the slightest intent to harm the Purgatory World it would still treat him as an enemy.

Wills worked like artificial intelligences, programs with procedures programmed into them. While he could not influence such a thing with emotions, he would be safe against backstabbing. Settling the transaction once and for all was quick and convenient.

This was unlike dignitaries like the Nefarious Filthbird. With it, no matter how devout one was in their prayer it would still think of ways to take control of them, turning them into a bargaining chip. Something like that would never happen with the Purgatory Will.

"But my path is still that of magic— the path of truth. Turning into a half-puppet doesn't suit me," Leylin shook his head, abandoning all thoughts of settling in the Purgatory World. It wasn't just becoming a subordinate of the Purgatory Will; just the thought of the other dignitaries here left Leylin's scalp numb.

Leylin may have grown close to rank 7, becoming an existence that was thousands of times stronger than before, but he was still no match for a rank 8. He might have seemed courageous and unstoppable, but that was because he had the cheat that was the Purgatory World Will.

With the World Will around, those rank 8s had to deal with its suppression. They would only have about 50% of their original strength, and on top of that they had to deal with Leylin who had reached rank 7 as a Sacrificer with it. That obviously made things dangerous.

However, Leylin had depended entirely on an offering of the genetic clone of the ancient Wisdom Tree, which had given him great support from the Purgatory Will. In the future, he would not have an offering of that grade. If he were to meet with the Snake Dowager and duel fairly, even escaping could be difficult.

"I've awakened the will of the Purgatory World. That's akin to finding an owner above those rank 8 existences who's constantly thinking about ways to expel them from the Purgatory World." Leylin felt pins and needles on his scalp.

In order to break through the bloodline shackles, he had roused the Purgatory Will from its slumber. That had had a great effect, but also thoroughly offended all the foreign dignitaries of the Purgatory World. However, if the situation were to repeat itself, Leylin would still make the same choice.

Still, staying in the Purgatory World was now a very irrational thing.

With so many rank 8 existences hostile towards him, and with him being an arch enemy of the Snake Dowager, not even the tiny bit of him would be left behind if they joined hands.

"The only choice is to hide in the Magus World," Leylin's eyes were filled with resolution. He was a native of the Magus World, and the powerful Magus World Will would naturally not suppress him. If foreign beings like the Snake Dowager were to enter, the suppression would be more terrifying than in the Purgatory World.

After all, the Magus World was one of the two most powerful worlds!

Weighing his options, Leylin was confident the rank 8 existences could reach the Magus World, but they would not be able to leave. Of course, there was a higher possibility that they would just give up. After all, they were no fools and would not seek death.

"Alright! Since I have a bit of time left, I should wrap everything up and leave as soon as possible!" Leylin's expression was rather urgent.

Roar—* *Wooo—* At this moment, the restrictions from the World Will dissipated, and the world resumed its movement. Numerous gluttonous beasts roared at Leylin with an air of provocation.

There was no lack of rank 6s among the beasts Beelzebub had nurtured. They had astutely sensed that if they could kill Leylin and steal his comprehension of laws, there would be a drastic transformation to their bodies.

If they were alone, they might not have dared do this. Now, however, the many gluttonous beasts turned into a horde. Leylin could be a peak rank 6 on the surface, but with the horde and many rank 6s surrounding and attacking him, there was a slight possibility of him being killed.

"Kill him!" "Kill him!" The three-headed python that was the second elder of the Stewart Family provoked the gluttonous beasts around him to advance.

The earlier events had progressed too quickly, and on top of that there was a seal from the World Will. Many gluttonous beasts and even residents of the holy city were yet to react to it.

Only the rank 6s felt a sense of fear when it came to Leylin, but the hope to break through to the power of laws enticed them to take the risk.

Roar—* The gluttonous snakes that were as enormous as mountains surrounded Leylin, accompanied by the terrifying zombified monsters.

"Is this clever?" Leylin watched the three-headed python hiding behind the berserk rank 6 beings, a slight smile on his face, "Even an ordinary peak rank 6 would find trouble when attacked like this, no? It's a pity though… I've already passed through the realm of rank 6. The power of laws is something you cannot imagine…"

Having nearly grasped the law of devouring, Leylin had changed drastically. The immense increase in his stats reached the requirements of rank 7. At the very least, the Blazing Flame Monarch that Leylin had seen before definitely did not have such extreme numbers when it came to spiritual force, and perhaps had yet to even reach the ten thousands.

After all, she had merely comprehended a bit of the power of flames, and only understood the tip of the iceberg. How could that be comparable to Leylin, who now had a body of laws?

"Submit!" Leylin merely spat out this single word while he was encircled by the many rank 6 gluttonous beasts.

In that moment, the terrifying power of laws exploded from his body, causing the world to come to a standstill once again.

Thud!* *Thud!* There were hints of struggle in the beasts' eyes, but their bodies automatically knelt down.

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Back To The Magus World

With one word, the numerous rank 6 beings bowed their heads to him. The power of laws shockingly had such an effect!

"It shouldn't be difficult to control these beasts given some time with just the law of gluttony. Pity…" Leylin gazed at the eyes of the large gluttonous beasts and shook his head.

"I can't bring them back to the Magus World. Besides, I'm relying on the law of devouring which isn't compatible with these gluttonous beasts. Most importantly, their power originates from the gluttonous power of Beelzebub. Now that the root of their power has been warped, I can't fix them even if I try."

"Perish! Innate law— Devour!" A terrifying, monstrous winged serpent that extended across the horizon appeared behind Leylin, and a horrifying black hole was formed in an instant.

Numerous gluttonous beasts wailed in anguish, but seemed to be suppressed by some kind of invisible force that rendered them immobile as they watched themselves disappearing into that black hole.

"No! I'm the second elder of the Stewart family, destined to break through the bloodline shackles and bring my family to glory. Why… Why did things turn out this way?" The enormous three-headed python discovered something was amiss when the black hole appeared, and he began to flee for his life. However, that wasn't enough to escape the fate of being devoured. Along with howls of indignation, his voice slowly disappeared into the black hole.

The invisible pull spread across the plains, and the many gluttonous beasts were thrown into the black hole while howling in anguish. Their rank didn't matter. Minutes later, all of the gluttonous beasts surrounding the holy city were completely gone.

"I feel a little full now," Leylin touched his belly, speechless. After devouring so many gluttonous beasts, the bit of heat that he felt surging through his body had disappeared in an instant.

At this moment, the A.I. Chip's prompt was transmitted. [Beep! Host has taken in a small amount of essence, boosted by rank 6 innate skill Devour. Strength has risen by 0.001. Vitality has risen by 0.002.]

"After reaching semi rank 7, energy below that of laws is useless to me." Leylin shook his head. He, who had now almost completely grasped the law of devouring, had a body of laws that was incomparable to what it had been before.

The essence of the gluttonous beasts of the Serpent Plains was just a tiny supplement for him.

"It's time to leave." Leylin's eyes swept across the holy city. As he had intentionally spared the city before, the power of devouring had not taken in any resident of the holy city. Hence, all the snake beings within the holy city gazed at Leylin dumbly and took particular notice of that terrifying Targaryen serpent, practically losing all ability to speak.

"What's going on? I only saw the holy mother appear, but after that, everything seemed to have gone stagnant. When did that thing appear?"

Belinda stared dumbly at the figure of the monstrous winged serpent, "Why… Why does this give me such a familiar feeling? Is this some hidden power of the holy mother?"

"Found you!" A gentle voice was heard by Belinda's ear, and she then felt her body grow light, as if someone was lifting her, and her surroundings changed before her eyes in an instant.

When she regained her senses, she was already standing outside the holy city.

"Sister!" An elated voice could be heard. Sophia threw herself into Belinda's arms, her tears falling without pause, and she evidently looked frightened.

"My precious Sophia!" Belinda patted Sophia's back, and then glanced towards Aegnis, who looked despondent and down.

Of course, what attracted her attention the most was the the figure standing at the side and wearing black magic robes, who was just like some sort of god.

The black hair, pupils that were like the dark night and the face of this young stranger was like that of a god who had come down to this world… Everything about him was incomparably flawless, but Belinda felt a sense of familiarity with him.

"Belinda, Sophia and Aegnis, we meet again! Let me reintroduce myself. I am Leylin Farlier, and my name of Nick from before was just my alias," Leylin gazed at the three uniquely different snake girls and laughed slightly, while saying things that caused their expressions to change drastically. Using the power of laws to search the city and bring the three of them here had taken just a second.

"You're… Nick?" Belinda gaped, looking stunned. No matter how she tried, she was completely unable to match this man, who had gotten rid of countless gluttonous beasts with a wave of his hand, with the Nick she knew.

On top of that, Nick had had long silver hair, scarlet pupils and many wrinkles from aging. No matter how she looked at it, it was impossible for her to link the two of them.

No! If she were to disregard those features, his features were still rather similar! Belinda's eyes narrowed, now finally knowing where that sense of familiarity was coming from.

"So should I call you brother Nick or brother Leylin from now on?" Sophia merely bit her fingernails, looking perplexed.

"That's up to you, but I personally prefer being called Leylin!"

"Leylin Farlier, the wanted Magus! The person cursed by the holy mother!" Aegnis expressionlessly recited Leylin's background. "Good job exploiting our Stewart Family. Where's the holy mother?" While she still looked grim, her heart was sinking.

First was the betrayal of the second elder, which meant that the Stewart Family had not fulfilled its duties. It was because he had the protection of the Stewart Family that he had been able to cause so much damage to her.

After this disaster, would the Stewart Family have a chance of revitalising itself?

Not exterminating the whole Stewart Family should already be considered magnanimous on the Snake Dowager's part.

"The Mighty Mother of All Snakes is obviously fine. She just left temporarily!" Leylin chuckled subtly. He then glanced towards Belinda, "So? Have you accepted this yet?"

"You've been… using me? You've already accomplished your aims, so why did you get me here?"

Belinda stood up, a dead look in her eyes.

"I can't deny that."

Leylin nodded, and then noticed Belinda's body swaying.

"Then why?" Belinda's eyes were full of complicated feelings.

"It's obviously so that I can take you away!" Leylin laughed.

"Take us away?" Belinda never imagined there would be this sort of answer.

"Where are we going? Will it be fun?" Sophia's eyes twinkled, her focus evidently quite different from the others'.

"That's not happening. I need to stay here. My family needs me." This was Aegnis' reply.

"I'm afraid that's not up to you," Leylin said calmly. Belinda and Aegnis suddenly realised that they had lost all their strength. Whether their elemental affinity or bloodline force or even power as a Sacrificer, everything descended into stillness and could not be used at all.

"You can hate me, Belinda, but you must obey me and leave this world with me," Leylin sounded serene, but there was an intent there that could not be resisted.

"My actions here, hm… how do I put it? I've completely offended the Snake Dowager. I'm obviously not afraid of her, but she might take her anger out on you guys. Hence, you'll need to leave the Purgatory World…

"This reason is very applicable to Aegnis' situation."

Leylin stared at Aegnis, who now looked dull. If not for the fact that she had taken care of Belinda and her sister, Leylin wouldn't even have cared whether she lived or died.

However, the Snake Dowager would absolutely take out her anger on the Stewart Family and they would be destroyed. This was a matter already set in stone, and if she were to stay behind, she was most likely doomed.

"Offending the Snake Dowager and having her anger taken out on us? O mighty dignitary! What have you done?!" Belinda was immediately stunned by these affairs, which were like that had only happened in legends.

"It's nothing! I just made her bleed a little and also tore her godly status apart," Leylin shrugged his shoulders, "Alright, enough idle talk. It's time to go."

"Hss…" The enormous monstrous winged snake hissed and struck at the air, opening up a huge black hole. Leylin flew into the air and, bringing the other three along, abruptly entered the spatial pathway.

Whoosh!* Many fresh flowers bloomed to full flower on the grassland, turning the area into a sea of flowers. The wind whistled and brushed past, sending petals flying as beautiful music was heard, as if the Purgatory Will was sending Leylin off.

The snake beings in the holy city could only watch on cluelessly. The faith of some of them wavered, beginning to worship Leylin. This began the legend of a winged serpent dignitary, spreading in Purgatory World…

PIla!*

A terrifying spatial storm was formed, and much lightning formed an arched door. Four figures traversed the lightning gate and descended to another place.

The sky was dark and gloomy and gave a repressed feeling. The air was full of negative energy and earth-type elemental particles.

"The localisation was rather successful! Though the astral plane coordinates long since stopped working, I'm not the same person I was before!" Leylin surveyed his surroundings, finding that this was close to the laboratory from which he had traversed to the Purgatory World, and he could not help but nod in satisfaction.

An existence of laws could wander around in the astral plane, and he'd long since known of the Magus World's coordinates. There was no trouble in getting back. Powerful solidified soul force and the power of laws allowed Leylin to get a deeper understanding of the Magus World.

Like a mother whose child who had been traveling had returned, the Magus World received Leylin with open arms without the least bit of suppression.

"The Magus World's Will…" Leylin closed his eyes, the figure of a Targaryen serpent emerging at his back, "So it's already sunk into a slumber?"

"However…" Leylin glanced at the three whose auras had obviously become weaker, "Even deep asleep, it still subconsciously rejects existences from other worlds and even causes fear amongst rank 8 existences. How powerful could the World Will be at its peak condition?"

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King Arthur

"Where… is this?" Belinda looked bewildered, the energy undulations on her body suppressed to below Morning Star. Sophia on the other hand was much weaker, and she did not change very much.

"This… is this your original world?" Aegnis was no better, having almost fallen to Morning Star herself.

The more powerful a world was, the more its residents would be suppressed in the Magus World. Since those like Sophia posed no threat, the suppression she faced was the weakest.

Upon seeing this, Leylin looked to be deep in thought before he clapped his hands. "Ladies, welcome to the Magus World. This is the first level of the underground world. I hope you like it!" Now that their attention was on him, Leylin rubbed his nose.

"Now that you're here, you're free to do as you please. Of course, if you follow me, I'll take care of you. One more thing. I've already gotten married here. Still, although I have more than one wife already, I wouldn't mind having a few more…"

"Oh, so Brother Leylin is already married! Can Sophia meet the other sisters?" Sophia spoke in a manner as if she knew Leylin well. While her disease had been healed, she was rather childlike in her everyday manners. Of course, while watching her crafty eyes, Leylin knew what she was thinking.

"You scoundrel!" Belinda cursed once at him, but did not leave. Aegnis watched her and followed expressionlessly.

"Alright! So you're not planning to leave yet? Follow me for now. I'll teach you some general things about the Magus World and the language. Next, we'll visit the Arthur family and have you settled," Leylin laughed and brought the three snake girls along. While they were leaving, his eyes slanted towards the east, a hint of a smile within them.

This was a place very far from Leylin's laboratory, in a huge kingdom's capital city. Many beastmen, dwarves, elves and subterranean humans coexisted in peace, and the place seemed to be very prosperous.

"Hm? The aura from another world?" A streak of black light burst out from a secret room in the capital of the Arthur Kingdom. Flickering in the air a few times, it howled towards the heavens.

The many defensive spell formations seemed not to notice the black ray of light, allowing it to enter without any resistance at all.

"King Arthur!" "King Arthur!" many powerful beings exclaimed.

WIthin the palace, a middle-aged man wearing a crown was completely shocked, "Has the ancestor been awoken from his slumber? Have there been any major changes?"

……

"An outsider from another world has invaded, and is even in our kingdom…" Said a fair, blond man within black light. His eyes were blue, and his features so sharp he seemed chiseled. He had an aura of hot-bloodedness and firmness.

"What is this faint feeling that makes my heart beat so quickly?" A trace of concern surfaced in the white man's eyes, but he quickly drowned it out. As a peak Breaking Dawn Monarch, he was like a lightning flash. He was able to find Leylin's previous laboratory in the shortest time possible, and though it had already been abandoned, he was still able to discover a great many things.

"It's in the style of what is used in the central continent. There's an astral gate as well. Is it an existence from another world brought back by some Magi? In that case, this person's strength…" While he was bewildered, he heard a transmission. The information contained within immediately got the middle-aged man to get moving again, chasing after Leylin and the others.

"Brother Leylin, why are we suddenly stopping?" Sophia was extremely curious about everything around her, and her questions had no end.

"We're waiting for someone." Leylin indifferently twitched his lips in a slight sneer.

"Friend or foe?" Belinda got to the point.

"He isn't qualified to be either," Leylin waved his hand dismissively.

Immediately after, a streak of dark light burst through the skies, and while it was heading closer the soul strength it emanated caused Aegnis' expression to change, "Rank 6, it's a rank 6! No, peak rank 6!"

As one who had been a rank 5 and a guard of the holy city, Aegnis' knowledge and perception was clearly ahead of the two sisters'.

But then her face changed, and Aegnis ridiculed herself with a wry laugh after taking a glance at the calm Leylin, "Then again, what is a rank 6 to you?"

Even though she hadn't watched the terrifying battle between Leylin and the other dignitaries, she had seen Leylin devouring numerous rank 6 gluttonous beasts, and her mind had been completely blown.

"Revered Magus, my name is Arthur. I welcome you to the subterranean world!" At this moment, the black ray arrived before Leylin and the others, revealing the figure of a fair middle-aged man.

"Arthur?!" Leylin's brows furrowed slightly, but they quickly smoothed out, "The king who established the Arthur Kingdom? Pardon me for my rudeness!"

"Your humble servant prefers to be called 'Arthur'. What does the power of kings mean to us?" Arthur smiled gently and seemed affable, lacking any arrogance in his bearing. Of course, this could have to do with Leylin's strength. If not for it, he wouldn't be treating them with such a good attitude.

[Arthur, Rank 6 Magus. Estimated stats, Strength: 21, Agility: 11, Vitality: 19, Spiritual Force: 40 Soul State: Peak Breaking Dawn. Comprehension of laws: Darkness, Gravity, Earth…]

With just a short exchange, the A.I. Chip had silently gathered his stats. It had evolved with Leylin's own advancement, and had begun to touch the power of laws itself. Nothing below rank 7 could hinder its scans and analyses.

'These stats aren't those of the past, but formed using the new measurements of the Heavenly Astral Race?' Leylin rubbed his chin, 'While we're both peak Breaking Dawn, based on the previous standards his spiritual force hasn't even reached 10,000. This shouldn't happen… Is there a difference in the comprehension of laws?'

Leylin had a feeling that those horrifying stats he had were not comparable to regular peak Breaking Dawn Magi.

'Based on the information given by the A.I. Chip, as well as my instincts, while his comprehension is above that of the Blazing Flame Monarch, it's still only at 20 to 30%…' Leylin stroked his chin.

Within Arthur's eyes, this black haired Magus seemed young but his aura had an unfathomable depth to it. It had a force field like a giant beast who could devour everything, and a hint of sincere dread began to surface in Arthur's mind.

'How can that be? I've gone through countless bloody battles in the subterranean world, and I'm the person who set up the Arthur Kingdom! I've even seen those existences of laws before… existences…' King Arthur's eyes suddenly widened as if he had thought of something, and he unconsciously used a little bit of the power of the laws of earth.

The three girls fell to the ground. From their point of view, the entire subterranean world had begun to move. The suppression from the phantom figure of the continent made them feel that their souls would be extinguished in the next second.

"You're probing me?" Leylin chuckled. No matter how terrifying that force was, everything around him was melted away by limitless devouring power. It finally even swallowed up Arthur's phantom world in one bite.

"Hah…" Arthur panted roughly. After seeing this, he did not hesitate to kneel down on one knee, "Arthur hereby greets the mighty lord at rank 7! Please bestow upon me your name, and please forgive me for my previous actions!"

"Rank 7?" Leylin laughed involuntarily, "I'm at most half a rank 7. As for my name… just call me Leylin."

"Yes, Lord Leylin!" Arthur felt like he was being raised up by some invisible gigantic force, involuntarily moving his body to into a standing position. The expression on his face became even more reverent.

"Why… what makes you think I'm a rank 7 Magus?" Leylin's brows furrowed as he asked Arthur…

Through the King's explanations, he managed to get a better understanding of the path forward for rank 6 Magi. Based on his words, even peak Breaking Dawn Magi would not possess strength like Leylin's. All their stats, including spiritual force, were about the same as his own. Only their comprehension of laws was different.

"Once comprehension of a law crosses 50%, Breaking Dawn Magi will descend into a dormant state and undergo a terrifying qualitative change where all stats increase by a large amount. If comprehension of the law cannot be completed to reach rank 7, one will be unable to wake up for eternity?" Leylin touched his chin, thinking back to his own situation.

His situation was extremely unique. His law of devouring had completely captured Beelzebub's law of gluttony, but because the true body still existed there was still a bit left before the law could be completed. He was now right at the boundary of rank 7.

'But I've basically passed through the stage of the qualitative change that rank 6 Magi go through, and my body has already begun to be infused with the power of laws. The distance to rank 7 is paper-thin…' Leylin instantly thought this through. He basically had one foot in the door to rank 7, and his stats were definitely comparable to regular beings of laws.

Those rank 6 Breaking Dawn Monarchs whose stats were similar to King Arthur would only undergo a huge increase in strength after the period of deep slumber. At that point, they would either die or successfully reach rank 7. Leylin was a special exception.

"Only Breaking Dawn Magi who comprehend above 50% can undergo a qualitative change due to the power of laws?" he asked indifferently.

"Yes, my lord!" Arthur glanced at Leylin bewilderedly. From his perspective, this person was definitely a rank 7 Magus of laws, but for some reason he couldn't understand he denied it. Whatever it was, treating him as respectfully as possible would never be the wrong decision.

"Though I really wish to enter rank 7, the realm of laws, the path of the comprehension of laws is too challenging. Thousands of years have passed, and I still have yet to reach that threshold…"

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Arthur forced a smile as he spoke, a hint of fear in his voice, "Even after reaching the threshold of 50%, I wouldn't dare enter the slumber of qualitative change and go through with such a huge gamble!"

"Why? Because of the rate of failure?" Leylin suddenly understood.

"Yes, my lord!" Terror was evident in Arthur's eyes, "The Magi who sink into that stage of slumber will gradually reach their death in their sleep if they cannot completely comprehend the law… Ever since the ancient final war, I've never heard of anyone who has succeeded…"

"In other words, no Magi have advanced to rank 7 since the ancient war?" Leylin stroked his chin, suddenly feeling like he had been extremely lucky. Though his method of advancing had been different from regular Magi, and it had also happened in another world, he had escaped some trouble.

"Yes!" Arthur nodded grimly, "Until today, the only existences of laws that I know are the Mother Core, Death Sovereign King and all those Monarchs who existed during the ancient era. They stay below the seventh level of the subterranean world and rarely show themselves…"

'As expected, it's not that there aren't powerful existences protecting the Magus World. They're just staying in the subterranean world!' Leylin nodded, eyes glinting.

He'd already suspected this. With the Magus World's status, even after going through the ancient final war there should have been some rank 8 existences that still remained. Just a dormant World Will would not be enough to hinder those from other worlds who comprehended laws from spying on it.

'In that case, the underground of the Magus World is more valuable to those existences than the surface? It seems that they see the central continent like it sees the south coast. That's why they treat it with disdain…' Leylin suddenly understood how their thought process.

This was the only reason that made sense. If not, with their strength the central continent would be quivering at their feet all the time.

"Are there ample resources in the subterranean world?" Leylin suddenly looked towards Arthur. This question evidently stunned Arthur for a moment. From the astral laboratory, he could tell that this Lord Leylin had come from the surface. Was he perhaps coveting the subterranean world?

While he was agonised about doing so, Arthur did not dare conceal anything, "The seventh level that's already been opened up has more ample resources than the central continent. The lower the level, the more this proportion will increase. Many great items have appeared that even Breaking Dawns would go crazy over as well… Though I'm not sure about the levels below the seventh. There are rumours that the world there is monstrous and grotesque, holding huge benefits for those who've comprehended laws…"

"Huge benefits?" Leylin touched his chin, 'The resources on the surface of the world are meagre for beings of laws. The only thing they need is further comprehension, and guidance on their path ahead…

'Could it be that there are places in the subterranean world that make comprehending laws easier?' At this thought, Leylin's eyes brightened. 'Perhaps I should find an opportunity and explore the depths of the underground… After all, I can be considered one of the upper class in the Magus World. It's easier to improve if I can interact with similar beings,' Leylin made some plans, but obviously would not state them.

"Arthur, did you come here for them?" Leylin pointed towards Belinda and the other two.

"Yes." Only then did Arthur glance at the girls, but he no longer seemed to mind, "It is my responsibility to take care of the security of this administrative region. However, with Lord Leylin around, there's no need for me to do so…" It had to be said that this Arthur could easily adapt to changing circumstances. Of course, that might be because he had understood and experienced Leylin's strength, which was why he no longer had any thoughts of rebellion.

"Good! I'm going to meet an old friend, come with me!" Leylin nodded and headed towards the Lyas family. Arthur laughed wryly, and like a servant ducked his head while following at the back.

……

This was the territory of Eam's family. Numerous steep hills emitted a metallic luster, and at its heart was the Lyas Family's residence. Huge blue thunderbirds descended every once in a while, bringing with them the booming of thunder. This was a perilous area for all outsiders, but for Leylin there was absolutely no danger.

"Eam, your old friend's here!" His tangible soul force scanned the area, and Leylin immediately broke through the heavy defences of the Lyas family, finding Eam in a secret room.

"This voice? And this sort of…" Eam Lyas' hand shook in the midst of his experiment, and a test tube exploded. However, he paid no mind to this and turned into a blue thunderbird that soared into the sky.

"Leylin, my friend! So it's you!" The body of the blue thunderbird immediately shrank. The hill-like creature turned into a blue-haired Magus with silver pupils and fixed his attention on Leylin.

"I've already made the necessary preparations here, but you made me wait for so long. On top of that, why have all my attempts to reach you been blocked?"

Evidently, the contract Leylin had signed in order to placate the Lyas family was not of much importance to Leylin, and he lacked sincerity in going through with this. After all, he'd been under the Allsnake Curse then. Who would put more effort in this area?

This was only because it had only been a short time of a few years. A few years meant nothing to high-ranked Magi, which was why despite Eam's unhappiness, he did not seem too aggressive about this. Otherwise if he were to see Leylin now, he might even have tried to attack him.

"My apologies! I got caught up with some work. My reason in coming here is to restart the plans and agreements. Of course… some conditions must be amended," Eam was a rank 5 Warlock that had inherited an ancient bloodline, but that was nothing in Leylin's eyes. If not for his family's usefulness, Leylin would just have devoured the whole place.

"Restart? Amend? And also… your aura…" Eam's expression showed his obvious doubt. He sized Leylin up and down, suddenly feeling that Leylin's aura was somehow different from before.

However, he couldn't quite say what had changed, which made him want to vomit blood in his frustration. With Leylin's current strength, concealing his energy undulations was very easy, though he wouldn't need to do that usually.

Just the slight change to his appearance, combined with the power of laws pervading his every move, had caused eam to feel like his vision had been blurred.

"I've found a very suitable partner in this trade! Arthur, continue talks with him," Leylin waved his hand.

At this point, he didn't care much for the trade and profits between the first level of the subterranean world and the central continent. He even felt that it was unimportant. However, this business would be a huge help for the Ouroboros Clan, so he finished it.

Here in the subterranean area, Leylin had even found genuine overseers and partners. Belinda and Aegnis both had experience in managing large organisations, and were pretty strong themselves. They would probably just take some time to get used to the workings of this business and completely master it.

The profits from managing this area were enough for them to survive luxuriously in the Magus World without needing to rely on Leylin.

"Long time no see, Eam!" Having been mentioned by Leylin, Arthur rubbed his nose and stood out.

"You are… Your Majesty!" It was only at this point that Eam noticed Arthur standing behind Leylin. Leylin did not emit much of an aura, but a body of laws naturally had a very powerful attractive force that caused Eam to completely disregard the people beside him.

"Your Majesty, why have you come here?" Eam's mouth went wide open in his shock. As the person who had established the Arthur Kingdom, King Arthur's name had spread throughout the first level of the subterranean world. He was a peak rank 6 Breaking Dawn Magus whose battle prowess surpassed all others. It was his exceeding his peers that had allowed him to build the foundations of the kingdom.

The glorious reputation of the name 'King Arthur' was not gifted by anyone. Arthur had built it himself through trials of blood and fire. There was enough blood from high-ranked Magi on his hands to dye his entire palace red.

As the leader of the Lyas Family, Eam was King Arthur's vassal. After all, the Lyas Family was on the Arthur Kingdom's land, and even if he wanted to save his family from anything, Eam would still have to lower his noble head to the man.

"I obey Lord Leylin's instructions and am here to assist, as well as be a witness," Arthur bowed very deeply. He had long since treated Leylin as a rank 7, and just a mere thought from this existence could consign him to eternal damnation. He obviously would not dare to slight him by appearing even a little arrogant.

After hearing these words, Eam's eyes were filled by shock. "Lord… Lord Leylin?!"

'For even the peak Breaking Dawn King Arthur to call him a 'lord'?!' Eam looked frozen, but he already had an inkling of what was going on. Leylin, whom he had seen years before, probably had an earth-shattering transformation in strength, or perhaps… Had he hidden his true strength right from the start?

Meanwhile, with the support of the Arthur Kingdom and with King Arthur as the witness, it was necessary that they proceed with the trade with no reservations. However, perhaps the entire Lyas Family would now sink to a subordinate position under Leylin's strength.

Eam smiled wryly and knelt before Leylin, "Eam Lyas greets Lord Leylin!"

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Ignox

Multi-coloured carpets and pieces of furniture gave off a slight aroma within a luxurious room, as if there had been some special incense burnt here that gave a simple yet elegant feeling.

Leylin surveyed the surroundings and nodded in satisfaction. Though he had been a guest here before and already experienced the VIP rooms of the Lyas Family, the grandeur of this room had reached a whole new level. This had once been Eam Lyas' mansion. Of course, once Leylin revealed his intentions to stay overnight, he had arranged this place for him with the fastest speed possible.

Leylin currently stood before a huge oil painting, observing the portrait of a blue-haired Warlock. The man in the portrait looked somewhat similar to Eam; it was probably the founder of his family.

After being focused on for a period of time, the portrait's eyes flickered, revealing an expression full of terror as if it was alive. However, it could not speak nor move, and only watched Leylin imploringly.

"Mm! The slight remnants of a conscient…" Leylin nodded, taking in the oil painting. "There seems to be a secret semi-plane as well, with the bloodline and body of an ancient mature Thorned Thunderbird. Looks like this must be the final trump card of the Lyas family…"

Eam had no way to withdraw this important mechanism in such a short time. He must've been counting on Leylin not discovering it, or caring for the more luxurious items, which was why he'd failed to conceal it.

"Interesting… Interesting!" Leylin stroked his chin while sitting on the sofa, allowing the portrait to heave a sigh of relief before it returned to its previous frozen expression.

Leylin truly held no malicious intent towards something like that. Though a rank 6 bloodline would've been very attractive to him at rank 5, he had currently reached the peak of Breaking Dawn, almost entering the realm of laws. He cared nothing for it.

"Brother Leylin, this couch is so comfortable!" Sophia was holding a little bear bolster, rolling on the sofa like a mischievous little child. However, the crafty glint in her eyes made it clear that she had other intentions.

The sisters had always thought well of Leylin, especially Sophia. She had practically glued herself to his side. Furthermore, even though Belinda had her doubts about this, it was a matter of time before she accepted him. Perhaps there was another one coming his way.

Of course, Leylin naturally accepted benefits that fell at his feet. He stroked his chin, his lips arching at an angle. With a wave of his arm, the surface of the oil painting was covered by a layer of darkness, "Sister Sophia, do you want to play a fun game with me?"

……

The time of pleasure soon passed. Sophia's legs had gone weak, and she had to be taken away by Belinda. While leaving, the snake girl glared hard at Leylin, a myriad of emotions hidden in her look. Aegnis herself had watched on like it was all a show, but she too didn't understand why a blush had appeared on her cheeks.

'What clever women they are,' Leylin thought in evaluation as he closed the door apathetically. These women had been smart enough to leave him in privacy.

"Come out!" Leylin now looked extremely calm as his eyes shifted to the cupboard.

Plop! Blop* The ground seemed to melt in an instant, emitting black bubbles. A layer of orange appeared, crawling through the room. In the blink of an eye, the room had changed around Leylin. Watching it, a thought sprang to his mind. 'Is this some space folding apparatus?' He stroked his chin.

In this new environment, a black door of light appeared from the cupboard and was pulled open. A Magus wearing a swallow-tailed coat and a hat slowly walked out with a walking stick in hand. The man wore a pair of golden spectacles with round lenses, a complicated and intricate chain linking to them from behind his ear.

"Nice to meet you. This humble servant here is called Ignox," The Magus who came forward took off his hat and bowed elegantly.

'A being of laws, who has only just reacted to me now? That's beyond my expectations,' Leylin sized up this person with interest. Through his comprehension of laws, he had evidently realised that the body of this person was merely a form that the other party had chosen at will. The main body, on the other hand, was merely a bundle of mist with a complicated black ring of light at the middle that had some unique rhythm, enveloped by the dense power of laws. A deep and dark aura emanated from it like a bottomless abyss, intimidating and overwhelming.

This was a true rank 7 Magus, a being that had completely grasped a certain law!

"I am Leylin Farlier. Greetings, my Lord!" Leylin was not that surprised that this being had arrived. The soul force of those who comprehended laws could scan the entire central continent in an instant. Though it could not be used to scan every single ant on the ground, immense energy waves could not escape its detections.

Leylin himself hadn't concealed the aura of his laws, something that allowed him to easily be sensed by others who at such ranks. This encounter was his goal; for better or worse, he was from the Magus World and he had to make contact with the original beings of laws there.

"Tsk tsk… the power to devour all mass… and such a terrifying bloodline force… I hadn't seen such a bloodline source before…" Ignox's eyes showed his astonishment, "Even without having passed through the boundaries to become an existence of laws, Mister Leylin's strength isn't lacking at all when compared to us."

Leylin accepted Ignox's flattering without hesitation. His body was now incomparably close to rank 7, and on top of the mysteries of his devouring law, his other abilities put him on par with a rank 7 law-wielding Magus.

"Our Magus World hasn't given birth to a new rank 7 since the ancient war! Mister Leylin's existence is truly a cause for celebration!" Ignox seemed very excited.

"I'm only a minor Warlock from the south coast, and I know little regarding the world of rank 7s and higher. I hope Mister Ignox can properly guide me," Leylin's words were humble.

"But of course! As the higher ranks of the Magus World, it is our duty to help each other!" Ignox nodded solemnly, "Also, there are some things that I need to warn you about. While you've yet to completely enter rank 7, your strength has already reached that point, which is why some restrictions apply to you."

"That's reasonable, I won't go against them," Leylin nodded.

Ignox noticed there seemed to be a loophole in Leylin's words but he paid no heed to it, laughing while not the least bit concerned, "It's very simple. You cannot deliberately prevent the Magus World's World Will from recovering. Also, each of us has a fixed region whose defense we're in charge of, and you'll need to thwart the invasions of any beings of laws. For instance, I'm in charge of the first to fourth levels of the subterranean world. Other than that, even if you were to massacre a whole continent nobody will bother with you!"

Leyln's eyes twinkled. "Is the World Will still dormant? Is it because of the ancient Final War?"

"Yes, the ancient Final War! The dusk of the Gods and the fall of the Magi's glory," Ignox narrated in a singing voice, a trace of fear in his words.

"What exactly happened during the ancient Final War?" Leylin asked urgently.

"You will find out the specific details soon enough. To sum it up, the two worlds fought in order to achieve the chance to reach rank 9, and a large number of existences of laws fell…" While Ignox said this in a relaxed manner, Leylin could picture the mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Even at its peak the Magus World wouldn't have spawned an existence of laws in a thousand years, but so many had died.

"After the war, our World Will sank into a deep sleep. The combined conscient of the World of Gods and the higher gods was the same. They even engaged their crystal system and prevented any outsiders from spying on them. Left behind, we first withdrew to the subterranean world, guarding the World Will as close as we could while comprehending laws," Ignox said.

"Is the Magus World's Will sleeping at the earth's core?" Leylin stroked his chin, 'The nearer the place is to the World Will, the more conspicuous the laws become. The world origin force will also take care of Magi. It's no wonder that those existences of laws stay deep underground and won't come out!'

"After signing the contract, Lord Leylin will become a part of us too!" Ignox got to the point, "I am here to notify you about this. There's about a decade until we're done with the preparations for the contract, and when the time comes we'll send you an invitation!"

He seemed to never have considered Leylin's rejection. Of course, Leylin wasn't foolish enough to make enemies out of the existences of laws in the Magus World.

"I understand," Leylin nodded solemnly.

"And the area of governance?" Ignox rubbed a large ruby in his hands, "Lord Leylin came from the surface world, so how about taking care of that area? The danger is at a minimum there, and there aren't any other existences of laws guarding it anyway…"

"Danger at a minimum?" Leylin had no idea whether to laugh or cry at this point 1. Perhaps getting him to guard the surface was purely from Ignox's good intentions.

Of course, this matched Leylin's plans, and so he agreed without hesitation, "Of course!"

With the important business done with, Ignox and Leylin continued to chat, his enriching and wide knowledge astounding Leylin. The important matters to be noted after reaching rank 7 were extremely beneficial to him. When he had to leave, Leylin felt reluctant to part with him.

1. He found it both funny and embarrassing

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"Thank you for your magnificent hospitality, but I must be off. I look forward to my next meeting with you!" Ignox waved at Leylin and entered the door of light in front of the cupboard.

A great deal of rust vanished, and the room returned to what it had looked like before. The feeling of another space being connected here gradually dissipated. Leylin's eyes were filled with an inquisitive glint.

"This travel… is it an evolution of the laws he grasped? It seems rather effective when travelling between worlds and the astral plane…"

……

"My lord, may we enter?" Eam's voice was heard from behind the door. It had only been a short conversation, but that had taken up the whole night.

Of course, for beings like Leylin this was nothing at all. Even labouring for ten years without any rest would not give rise to feelings of exhaustion to someone with a law body.

'Is it an innate upgrade of the body itself, or just part of a sequence of transitions?' Leylin gazed at his pale palm, looking lost in thought. He could sense that he was coming into a more powerful state, which was what he was aiming for anyway.

"Come in," Shaking his head, he no longer dwelled on these matters. He ambled over to the sofa and took a seat while watching Eam, Arthur and the rest enter.

"I hope Lord Leylin had a good rest yesterday?" Eam gave him a smile, trying to flatter him. For someone like him who was incomparably arrogant, making such an expression was difficult. His facial muscles even twitched uncoordinatedly.

However, after learning from King Arthur that Leylin had already passed the realm of Breaking Dawn and reached rank 7, becoming a Magus of laws, Eam no longer had any arrogance left in him. That bit of bloodline and strength that he possessed was nothing at all in Leylin's eyes.

The Lyas family could only quiver under Leylin's gaze. Their life or death could be decided in just a mere second with a single thought from the Warlock.

It was natural to bend and try to curry favour with the strong when it came to the life or death of the family; he was the one in charge after all.

"It was okay," Leylin nodded, answering indifferently.

"If we can satisfy Lord Leylin with our service, then it will be an honour for the entire Lyas family!" Eam said with a smile. As a noble he had taken lessons in etiquette before, and while most things were long forgotten it hadn't taken long for him to master it again.

"Alright, I'll tell you the arrangements for the passage and trade deal," Leylin said as he gesticulated. He'd long since gotten tired of hearing these words of flattery, but he had more important things to do than insult this family head.

"Please instruct us," Arthur and Eam immediately bowed respectfully.

Belinda and Aegnis nearby seemed despondent as they viewed this scene. No matter how they felt, being able to subdue a rank 5 bloodline Warlock and a peak rank 6 Monarch had already proved Leylin's incomparable strength.

"Alright. I'm planning to open up a plane that serves as a passage for trade between the two sides. The supervisor here will be Eam, with Arthur assisting. Any questions?"

"The Lord's will is our command!" Eam and Arthur lowered their noble heads deferentially, and appeared exceptionally docile. They had no resistance towards Leylin.

"Good. Your rewards shall be 30% of the net profits of the trade!" Leylin did not hold back at all and disregarded the previous agreement. With his strength, the two of them would not even resist even if he got them to work without any benefits. 30% of the profits was already very kind of him.

No, it wasn't quite kindness either. Leylin sincerely wanted to keep the trade here going, and as a huge source of revenue for his organisation, it was necessary to give the two supervisors here some benefits that would motivate them to work harder. If not, if he put too much pressure on them things would only work out in the short run. There would definitely be long term problems.

While Leylin would be able to suppress and pressure the others to keep control, was it necessary? His own organisation would live well and eat well, while the scraps would be given to those outside. That was the way for things to maintain like this in the long run.

"Understood!" Eam immediately agreed. While it was much lower than the previous agreement, he was already very satisfied.

With such differences in their strength, how could they come to a fair agreement? The Lyas family's benefits had shrunk by a large amount, and he would still need to share it with King Arthur. The other man would take most of the profits, but there were still benefits for himself. He wouldn't need to invest anything at all and it would still be considered a source of income for the Lyas Family.

In addition… Eam peeked at Arthur beside him.

With benefits as the reason to tie them down, it was already quite a good situation for the Lyas family as this would give them a connection with King Arthur, not to mention the more terrifying Leylin.

"That's not a problem." Arthur naturally did not oppose this. He, who had already reached peak Breaking Dawn, knew even better how terrifying existences of laws were. If Leylin were ever to rage, the Arthur Kingdom could very well be destroyed in a single night.

Hence, no matter how harsh the conditions were, Arthur could only agree. Leylin was evidently not using his strength to force him to work without any benefits, so he would not consider resisting.

Leylin had guessed what they might be thinking, and since everything was within his expectations, he nodded. Though the two Magi definitely had their own selfish motives, they definitely wouldn't dare show their unhappiness under the knowledge of Leylin's crushing strength; as long as they could maintain their distribution of benefits, that is.

"Another thing. Belinda and Aegnis will become my representatives and supervisors in the subterranean world, managing the matters here," Leylin then looked towards Belinda and Aegnis.

In his calculations, these two snake females would be the main people in charge and the key to expanding his organisation. The two levels of trade profits from both the subterranean world and the surface could not only could be used for expansion costs for the organisation, but would also be more than enough for these three to lead a luxurious lifestyle with resources for their cultivation.

'The trade they were talking about… both sides exceed a continent of the Purgatory World in surface area. The benefits we'll be getting…' Aegnis made a quick calculation in her mind. Just a thought of the future profits left her wavering, unable to contain herself.

She had easily deduced that the profits of such trade would be an astronomical number. Even her previous family would go crazy over it, and yet Leylin had merely tossed this over to them easily. It only made the gap between them more obvious.

'Is this… the way a dignitary thinks? Even the wealth of two continents is dispensable to him?' Aegnis stared at the unfathomable Leylin, and then glanced at Belinda beside her, clenching her fists and making a decision.

"But… I've never done it before. Is that okay?" Belinda hesitated slightly, perhaps worried that she could not complete the task that Leylin had entrusted to her well.

However, this attitude resulted in a smile on Leylin's face, because this meant that she had already accepted the task, "You don't need to worry about that. I've always had faith in your capabilities. Besides, Aegnis, Arthur and the rest will help you!"

"In that case, I'll agree to it," Belinda nodded.

"Good," Leylin nodded, and numerous rays of lights were emitted.

Boom!* It was as if the world stopped in that instant. Even the most powerful amongst them, King Arthur, felt like he was a little boat in the vigorous, furious waves of the ocean, about to capsize at any moment.

A streak of light shot in his direction, and he instinctively caught it. Arthur retreated several steps, looking stunned as he saw a black rune sizzling in his hands.

The illusions had vanished. Now, he found that everyone around had the same rune in their hands.

"This is my mark, and also a token that can be used for all trades. You can also use it to contact me. It'll go through as long as I'm in the Magus World…" With strength incomparably close to that of laws, all sorts of miracles appeared about Leylin. A law rune that represented himself was just a part of it.

Being given this symbol was tantamount to being branded by Leylin. Even if they met with other existences of laws, they could get special treatment. Of course, that did not include his nemesis like the Snake Dowager, in which case they would meet a face worse than death.

After this ceremonial procedure, those with the runes could even make sacrifices to Leylin, getting boosts in power from his law of devouring that could fill their bodies.

"Though the Magus World isn't suitable for the large-scaled path of sacrifices, it should be able to sustain my unique method of passing on my power. With this, your safety is guaranteed." Leylin briefly explained the usage of the rune, while Arthur and Eam knelt in elation.

"Why are there only two? How about Sophia's?" Belinda questioned without any restraint.

"I gave it to her last night," Leylin's lips quirked in a slight smile, but Belinda immediately turned red as she cursed.

"Alright. You can return and make all the necessary preparations. Three days later, I will unseal the passage!" Leylin waved his hand, and the rest withdrew. Even Belinda, who looked like she had something to say, retreated unwillingly after being pulled away by Aegnis.

"What a beautiful world!" Leylin headed to the window, pulling the curtains open. There were many Lyas family members around, as well as the distant scenery, all within his line of sight.

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The Power to Move Mountains

"Just looking at beautiful scenery is also a way of enjoying yourself!" Leylin's eyes had a different look to them.

He had previously been afflicted with the Allsnake Curse, and had no choice but to struggle against the heavens. He had taken the risk to enter the Purgatory World, dancing on the edge of a blade with no extra time to do something as mundane as enjoying the scenery.

Now, however, after completely ridding himself of the curse on his bloodline,his body of laws, near rank 7, would last him over 100,000 years.

With this much more time, he finally had time to breathe, released from his tight schedule. This was why he had spent so much effort on dealing with this bilateral trade.

He had previously been someone who could not even take care of himself, so why would he bother with others? Now, with a lot more time and freedom, Leylin finally had the chance to consider the development of Ouroboros Clan, the Farlier Family and so on.

"Taking care of this land and its profits should be able to keep the Warlocks of the Ouroboros Clan living well for thousands of years if managed well… and then there's the tiny issue in the central continent…" Leylin stroked his chin.

He was planning to use around a decade to take care of matters in the central continent and perhaps the whole surface of the Magus World. Besides getting his own people to succeed in life, he wanted to build up his own power.

Whatever it was, based on the oral agreement with Ignox, he was going to have to take care of this land anyway. The subterranean existences would pay no heed to his actions.

'In their eyes, the surface of the Magus World is not only incredibly small, but also produces few resources. It possesses no resources beneficial for those existences of laws. Amongst the Magi, there are only a few rank 6s, and it's a remote and desolate place. They're not losing out by tossing it to me. After all, Ignox was tasked with the first to fourth levels underground, and each level is comparable to the surface world…'

Of course, the reason Ignox had done so was because Leylin had yet to properly advance, and he wanted to ease his work.

'That's better for me anyway. I'll definitely go to the depths of the core, but not yet. Furthermore, I can do a lot with the surface world when it's completely under my control…'

……

Three days later, in front of the Thunderbird Holyland.

Numerous members of the Lyas family, under Eam and Arthur's lead, gazed at the figure before them with respect.

Leylin had long since gotten used to this and continued to discuss matters with Aegnis. "How has the progress for building the organisation been?"

"It's going alright," Aegnis tucked her long hair behind her ear. She had changed into feminine attire which made the lines of her body more gentle, as if she was trying to show off her feminine charm.

"In terms of manpower, the Lyas family and Arthur Empire have already provided me with a lot authority and help. Of course, I hope to use my own people."

Aegnis seemed very capable and experienced as she said," Tryxis, for instance, is the second-in-command of the subterranean organisation Shadow Toro. He recently eliminated the head and brought the whole organisation to us. His earth elemental spells aren't half bad and he has some experience commanding organisations. He's been a great help!"

"Oh?" Leylin's truesoul force swept forth in an instant, and all the details of this Tryxis that Aegnis had pointed out appeared before his eyes.

"He recognized the power of our side so quickly, and his acts were so brazen… He has pretty good foresight…" It was a pity that this was all. No matter how smart he was, he barely entered Leylin and Aegnis' sights. In the face of absolute crushing strength, scheming lost all effect.

"You can decide on that with Belinda. I'm giving you free reign. Now, let me completely remodel the ruins. The current place just isn't suitable as a trading base." Leylin floated into the air like a god. An awe-inspiring might like that of a divinity descended in that instant, causing many low-ranked Magi to faint.

A howling Targaryen appeared, with a pair of monstrous wings, single malevolent horn and pair of sharp claws growing from its belly. A unique spiritual force wave was transmitted to every Magus in the surroundings. "Hss… I am the king of devouring, the ruler of chaos and the void!"

"Devouring… the king of devouring? Is this the power that the lord wields?" King Arthur murmured to himself, taking the initiative to kneel. This was his aspiration, the end he desired on his path. With his lead, the Magi behind him all sank to their knees one by one.

Immediately after, they heard Leylin speak softly in mid-air, "Innate skill: Devour!"

Crash!* It was as if a terrifying invisible mouth swept through the sky, large enough that once it passed the entirety of the ruins had disappeared. Whether it was the defensive spell patterns of the ruins or the seals and reinforcements added by the Lyas family over the years, they could not affect it at all.

There was no lightning, no flames. Nor was there a backlash from any of the mechanisms in the ruins. It was as if the place had never existed. A wide expanse had opened up in the ground. An aerial view would show that the ruins had gone missing, replaced by a terrifyingly deep pit that looked like something had eaten into it.

Many of the Magi were dazed, but some of the younger ones grew zealous as they cried out, "The master of devouring!" "The devouring ruler!"

"All the unnecessary facilities have been destroyed, only the sealed pathway remains." A dark door brimming with light appeared slowly deep within the pit, seeming desolate.

"Let there be soil!" Leylin spoke faintly, and the earth howled. The ground trembled violently, and large amounts of earth squirmed upwards to fill the deep pit. The power of an existence that comprehended laws was divine, terrifying beyond belief.

"Moving mountains and suppressing seas with just a single thought! Is this the ability of a rank 7 Magus of laws?"

Leylin was very satisfied with his current control over laws. Through his comprehension and usage of laws, he even had the misconception that he was the world.

"Everything in the world is composed of and affected by laws. With my control and influence using my law of Devour, even if I have less than 0.01% control over of other laws, it is enough to unite the laws to form a fundamental change in everything…"

Leylin looked intoxicated by this.

Rank 1 to 3 Magi might be more powerful than regular humans. Those at and above rank 4, the Morning Stars, Radiant Moons and Breaking Dawns had all grasped the power to massacre and destroy countries. Those at rank 7 and above at the realm of laws lived and breathed with worlds, like the gods that overlooked all life from high ground.

The radiance of eternity was already beginning to appear before Leylin.

"Let everything that exists in this world continue to exist for all eternity!"

Leylni's voice seemed to hold within holy light, scattering all over the beautiful surface of the earth.

Rumble! A brand new construction with multiple buildings rose, encircling the spatial passage at the heart of it and creating a gigantic triumphal arch.

Numerous green stones flickered with dazzling lights on the construction.

"This is… Everlasting solidification spells, reinforcement runes, conscient runes.. The effect from this combination is enough for all the buildings to last without corrosion for above ten thousand years. That's the effect of only one sentence from my lord…"

A white-haired Magus with thick presbyopic glasses twitched as if he had epilepsy, eyes even glimmering with tears of happiness, "This is the pinnacle of magic— to be able to directly leverage the power of the original laws?"

"All seals shall corrode, and only the passage between the two areas shall remain eternal!"

Hualala!* The arched door of light immediately emitted elegant and beautiful luster. The layers on the seal crumbled one after the other, and the door of light unceasingly expanded until it merged with the whole triumphal arch, emitting shining rays of light.

"The spatial passage that has been reinforced with my laws should be able to be maintained for thousands of years even if it works in overdrive everyday."

Blue rays flashed in Leylin's eyes, giving him this information in an instant.

After grasping the power of laws, his thoughts were not lacking at all to the ultimate brain of his previous life, and perhaps even exceeded it.

Only the A.I. Chip, which had been with Leylin all this while and merged with his body had gained immense benefits, and could therefore surpass Leylin's mind when it came to calculations.

The tremors of the ground continued, and numerous buildings kept rising from the ground. In the blink of an eye, a whole Magus City had been established.

"This area shall be the base of your organisation, and the name… Let's call it 'Alabaster City!'!"

Leylin smiled at Belinda as he spoke, and saw the glint in her eyes.

With Aegnis' command, the many Magi before surged into the city, beginning more meticulous work and alterations, as well as any moving required.

Leylin was accompanied by Belinda and Aegnis and came to the heart of the spatial door.

"You're not going back with me?"

Leylin glanced at Belinda. This pair had already accepted him long ago, and even Aegnis seemed to have an inclination to do so too. It was just a matter of time.

"No, I won't go! Don't you have a wife there?"

Belinda bit her lips stubbornly, "I want to stay here in the city you made for me to guard all that is yours!"

Leylin had already guessed Belinda's thoughts. That matched with his wish anyway.

"As you wish! This place will belong to you. Even the organisation on the surface will have to heed your words after coming here."

Leylin nodded while he stepped into the spatial door.

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Return And Meeting

In a flash of light, Leylin's figure disappeared immediately, and reappeared in the Eternal River pocket dimension.

"Mm, let me think…" Leylin's expression was rather intrigued, "The Twilight Zone, central continent, south coast and now the new subterranean world, it seems that I have more and more companions too…"

'Could it be that this is the realm for me to spread my seed across the world, and father many illegitimate children?' Leylin thought, rather speechlessly.

"However, in terms of diversity, the more base samples there are, the higher the probability of mutated bloodlines cropping up. Belinda and the others' Alabaster Devilsnake and three-headed python bloodline combined with my own Targaryen bloodline, is something to look forward to…"

Leylin's followed the customs of 'when in Rome, do as the Romans do— he had already accepted the Magus World's traditions and did not feel like he was doing anything inappropriate.

"Only, compared to gathering them together and forming an enormous harem, perhaps scattering them across the continent like this would be easier for them to accept…" Leylin stroked his chin and had a slight headache, and soon stopped thinking about it.

The essence of his soul force began to slowly spread along the laws that were everywhere around him, making Leylin grasp everything around him in an instant.

Afterwards his mouth slightly fell agape, and he made a small sound of surprise.

"I never thought that they would arrive so quickly!" Accompanying Leylin's thoughts, several figures appeared in the main hall.

The first was Freya, carrying an infant. She looked rather more mature now, with the bearing of a young married woman. She looked as if she could only see Leylin, and nothing else.

Gilbert, Emma and the other higher ranks in the Ouroboros Clan also appeared immediately. Even the Bloodline Alliance's rank 5 Jeffrey appeared, who couldn't stop staring at Leylin with a bewildered expression.

Towards the back of the crowd, there were still two others. The heads of the light and dark Magi, Nonov and Anye, forced a smile towards him.

"Ley…Leylin, you've returned!" Freya's eyes were filled with tears as she approached Leylin.

"Yes, I've returned," Leylin smiled at her, and picked up Syre easily.

His child was now a few years old, and he sized up this rather familiar stranger with an inquisitive expression.

After seeing him, Leylin immediately thought of his eldest son in the Twilight Zone, Daniel, who was being raised by Celine. He was presumably as big as Syre.

"After I received your news, and was made aware of the teleportation spell formation here, we immediately brought the elites of the Ouroboros Clan and came here."

"Mm, we took control of this pocket dimension on our way, and all of the entrances have been guarded by our Kemoyin warlocks," Emma smiled at Leylin and Freya and told them their reason for coming before, with a strange glow in her eyes.

Only Nonov and Anye stood at the back, and exchanged glances with each other. They then looked at how Leylin couldn't care less about them and their hearts were filled with bitterness.

They naturally now knew that Leylin had deceived them before, and monopolised everyone's thoughts here.

However, even if they knew, what could they do about it?

The Ouroboros clan's strength, although it wasn't particularly outstanding in the central continent, was still considered absolutely monstrous on the south coast. Those who are known as light and dark Magi could not be their opponent at all, and so they had immediately occupied the entire Eternal River pocket dimension.

With just Gilbert and Emma, the two Rank 4 warlocks were enough to make all the Magi bow down before them. Especially once they knew Leylin was actually a Rank 6 Breaking Dawn Warlock, the highest ranked Magi of the entire central continent, they didn't dare to breathe one word of complaint and dejectedly surrendered their benefits.

Leylin could clearly predict all of their thoughts, and was only slightly shocked at how quickly they had acted. Even the Bloodline Alliance had been alarmed.

"Ley…Lord Leylin! Was the earlier transmission…real…?"

At this moment, Gilbert respectfully bowed at the waist, and his eyes were full of expectations.

At the same time, Jeffrey who had been silently standing at the side nervously clenched his fist.

"Oh, so it was because of this! The declaration I made when I broke through to Rank 6, all of you heard it as well?" Leylin smiled a little.

"So.. So you're saying that… You…have already broken through the bloodline shackles and entered the realm of Breaking Dawn?" Jeffrey nervously swallowed hard and asked in a hoarse voice.

"Yes, I have already completely broken free of the bloodline shackles, and broken through to the Breaking Dawn Throne," Leylin nodded, there was nothing in particular for him to deny.

Also at the same time, he released a little of the imposing aura that he had been suppressing.

With a loud hiss like the long warble of mountain rivers, an overwhelming, earth-shattering bloodline power with the essence of soul force swept across them. A projection of his true soul seemed to fill the room with the golden light of the sun, and rays of light seemed to pour down upon them. A powerful feeling of oppression could be felt, and only Freya and Syre at Leylin's side seemed completely unaware of it.

Syre even opened his eyes widely, and seemed to try and grasp at the golden flames of soul force with his delicate, plump little hands. Naturally, the powerful flames of his soul was controlled by Leylin to be like an exquisitely gentle spring rain to Syre, and did not harm him in the slightest.

"The emperor! The bloodline warlock emperor! The emperor of our Kemoyin warlocks!" Gilbert and Emma kneeled down, with a face seemingly full of tears. They had felt a hugely imposing aura from Leylin, which was far greater than the aura of a Kemoyin Serpent Emperor that he previously possessed. This kind of feeling was as if he was their entire universe, and also the progenitor of their bloodline.

Freya nervously caught her husband's hand, as if she was afraid he would slip away if she wasn't careful, "The illusion I saw earlier was true, you've really become the new progenitor of our bloodline?"

"Yes, it's true. From now onwards, our Kemoyin Warlocks have all completely escaped the Snake Dowager's suppression!" Leylin nodded as he stroked Syre's head.

"Our wish! Our Ouroborous clan, and all the Kemoyin Warlock's long-cherished wish has finally been realised…" Emma said, while choking on her sobs.

The Ouroboros clan was soaked in the tears of blood [1 overwhelming suffering] that the overpowering bloodline shackles caused, and now they finally had someone who succeeded in breaking the curse. The inspiration and hope that this success brought was absolutely incomparable.

Leylin now was in the position where even if he made preposterous commands, the entire Ouroboros clan would perhaps cheerfully accept them.

"As expected, a rank 6 warlock, the power of the bloodline emperor! No wonder I had no ability to resist when you willed us to move here," Jeffrey mumbled, but the fact is he had gone in the wrong direction.

A normal bloodline emperor, even if he could easily murder rank 5 warlocks, could not render them entirely unresisting, and teleport them to places. Only those who were more powerful than laws could do this sort of thing, but the scope of Jeffrey's knowledge was too weak, and he had never seen a more powerful bloodline. Therefore he had naturally misunderstood and made this connection, and Leylin could not be bothered to correct him.

In any case, in their view it didn't matter whether it was a rank 6 bloodline warlock or a rank 7 with the power of laws. For them, this was completely unreachable and they were powerless to resist.

"According to the prophecies of legends old, the most powerful Bloodline Monarch has finally appeared! I didn't think that the prophesised one was you, and not Bevis!" Jeffrey said, with a complicated expression on his face.

"So you're saying that… You had heard what Gilbert and the others said about the bloodline manifesto, and specifically came over to check because of your suspicions?" Leylin stroked his chin, looking very calm.

In the entire central continent, there was now no one who could deal with his strength. Naturally they remained extremely motionless, and there seemed to be nothing to worry about.

"That's right, once we heard his declaration, we all thought it was unbelievable. If it wasn't for elder Alpha hypnotising many Kemoyin bloodline descendants, and receiving the same news from everyone, we probably would have thought that you were drumming up a scam…" Jeffrey's expression was rather complicated, as the Bloodline Alliance had pinned all its hopes on Bevis, and paid much less attention to other bloodline geniuses like Leylin.

After all, as far as the Warlocks knew, the idea that bloodline shackles could not be broken had already been accepted as unshakeable common sense.

As a result, compared to those warlocks with the potential to only reach Rank 5, one can understand the reason why they had put most of their hopes on Bevis, who had a rank 6 bloodline,

However, Leylin had now not only risen to a rank 6 Bloodline Warlock, but he had even broken through the bloodline shackles, the curse that afflicted all warlocks. How could Jeffery not be amazed by this?

"Perhaps once the news spreads, the entire Bloodline Alliance, no, the entire central continent will go mad! And also there's Bevis… Oh dear…" Jeffrey shook his head.

"Mm, after I finishing handling my business in the South Coast, I will definitely take you back!" Leylin nodded his head, "Now, please give me some time with my wife and my child, I want to attend my duties as a husband and father…"

Seeing Leylin so impolitely chasing him away, Jeffrey and the others didn't dare to resist, and left the great hall after politely bowing.

Once they left the place and spread the news, it did not concern Leylin as to what kind of riotous scene appeared.

Because at this time, Freya had already tightly grabbed Leylin's hands and began to burst into tears.

And Leylin tenderly patted the back of Freya's hands and placated Syre.

After this was all done, night had already fallen.

"So you mean… During all this time, not only did you go underground, you even directly went to the Purgatory World, and even saw the Snake Dowager, Trial's Eye and all those legendary beings?"

Leylin and his family were now sitting at a sumptuous dinner table, and Leylin occasionally spoke a little of his experiences– of course it was the censored version, and he had hidden many of his secrets, but just that version was enough to shake Freya to the core.

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The World And Beyond

"I'm sorry my beloved, I could not accompany you," Freya's eyes seemed to redden, covered in a layer of sparkling tears.

"No, you've raised Syre. For me, and our Farlier family, this is the greatest contribution," Leylin stood up with the adorable little fellow.

As his son had inherited his Serpent Emperor bloodline, his appetite was enormous. Occasionally he was full of uncontrollable energy and emotional issues with his bloodline power arose. Naturally, for high-ranked Warlocks, these couldn't be considered problems at all.

"…In that case, the bloodline shackles of Kemoyin Warlocks are all gone?"

Freya thought of the most crucial point.

"No, strictly speaking, only my bloodline shackles have disappeared. Your bloodline origins however, now originate from me instead," Leylin spoke truthfully, "but with my help, it won't be a problem for you to advance to rank 6. As for Syre, since he has my bloodline, there's an even greater probability for him to advance."

"What do you mean, an even greater probability?"

"Syre, come here!" Leylin smiled as he waved Syre over.

"Father!" The little boy ran to Leylin, with traces of fruit juice and grease still on his hands, "Hug!"

"Alright," Leylin smiled as he hugged the boy to his chest.

"Syre, my blood, I give you my blessing. You will be blessed with incomparable glory, and the holy light will be at your side forever!" Leylin declared.

At that moment, the world seemed to come to a standstill. A tall phantom of a Targaryen winged snake appeared behind him.

Leylin assumed a solemn expression on his face, as if he was a God proclaiming an oracle.

It was a pity that all of the maidservants had long fallen into a dead faint, and only Freya was able to stubbornly remain clear-headed. However, the powerful phantom behind Leylin was also faintly trembling.

Syre was already fast asleep, but a small phantom of a Kemoyin Serpent Emperor appeared on his skin.

"Although I could do this after you've grown up, but it would be easier to advance the bloodline when you're small…"

There was a tumultuous expression in Leylin's eyes as he said, "My son, Syre, thou shalt inherit my endless and eternal strength, and become the Ouroboros Clan's King!"

"From today onwards, thou art Ouroboros, the serpent of infinity, Ouroboros!"

With a hissing sound, the Targaryen winged snake behind Leylin opened its jaws widely and poured out a great deal of smoke, which engulfed the phantom of the Kemoyin Serpent Emperor completely.

The smoke finally transformed into a cocoon that had the phantom of the serpent emperor wrapped up within it. It seemed to be undergoing some mysterious metamorphosis.

Syre was still sound asleep, but his aura had clearly changed.

"This… This is…" As Freya saw this, she had completely lost her ability to speak.

"He must be very tired, do take him away and let him have a good rest. Take care to increase his milk by several times today and tomorrow," Leylin smiled as he withdrew the phantom snake and his immense power, to the point where he appeared to be a normal Warlock. He had a gentle smile on his face, but the way he spoke made it clear that his orders were to be obeyed.

"Yes… Of course," Freya absent-mindedly carried Syre away, and one could tell that she was mired in bewilderment and shock– the power that Leylin had shown was already beyond the mortal realm. Even the Blazing Flame Monarch was infinitely inferior compared to him.

After completing this, Leylin walked to the window alone. His gaze seemed to pass through the Eternal River pocket dimension to the starry sky outside.

"Daniel, my eldest son!" Leylin said in a low voice.

His soul force exploded with power that seemed to surpass the laws of the world, and penetrated directly into the Twilight Zone.

"This… What is this power?"

His young wife, Celine, had a look of horror on her face as she was awed by the powerful force.

With a loud crash, innumerable black particles began to converge into an enormous face. The intimidating aura flowed from its pupils gave off a suffocating feeling.

However Celine felt incomparably familiar with that face and said, "Ley…Leylin? You're Leylin!"

"My son, Daniel!"

The enormous dark face continued to speak, and Daniel struggled violently out of Celine's arms and ran towards the dark face.

"Thou will inherit my devouring and Dreamscape ability, and become the World Serpent, Jormungandr!"

Along with the face's proclamation, laws of 'Devour' and dreamforce poured like a stream from it and engulfed Daniel completely, immediately changing him at the cellular level.

"I've returned, please take care of Daniel!"

At the end of the ceremony, Leylin's voice came from the enormous dark face, and soon after disappeared without a trace.

However, the powerful feeling from earlier remained. Celine stroked her face, and was finally convinced that she wasn't dreaming or was affected by some illusion.

"Daniel, my Daniel!" Celine flew to Daniel's side, but after she realised he was only unconscious and not dead, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, she discovered that Daniel had slightly changed. The most noticeable change was the black rune that he was tightly grasping in his hand.

This black rune had a pure quality to it, as if it was the only one of its kind in this world. It had an inscription of a demonic Winged Devilsnake, which seemed to be connected to some unfathomably powerful being.

"This is Leylin's aura, this is his rune!"

Celine stowed the black rune away with a look of astonishment on her face, and looking at the sleeping Daniel, she couldn't help but to mutter to herself, "Leylin… What level has he reached now?"

……

"From today onwards, the infinite serpent Ouroboros and the World Serpent Jormungandr will be the two main bloodlines of my Farlier family," Leylin leaned against the balcony, with a tumultuous expression within his eyes.

As Syre was the son of his first wife, Leylin envisaged him as inheriting his eternal and infinite power. However, this was only a seedling of a thought, and he would only be able to let Syre walk a future path to an even stronger bloodline if Leylin himself continued to constantly improve himself.

As for Daniel, his eldest son, his inherited abilities of Devour and dreamforce was already stabilised and mature, and would very quickly become his main strength in battle.

"Speaking of this, Syre's bloodline still has far more potential for growth, and is full of unlimited possibilities. However, it is still far from perfect! And Daniel's bloodline is the most violent, but the future has already been fixed for him," Leylin stroked his chin, a smile blooming on his face.

"Their present and the future will be up to them!"

As an existence that was infinitely close to Rank 7, Leylin now had the ability to do what many high-ranking Magi thought was unimaginable, which was to make use of origin force.

To pass on his own bloodline, and even make a copy of his own abilities, for Leylin it wasn't a particularly difficult thing.

Only, the paths these two bloodline branches would follow was just within Leylin's imagination, and with the A.I. Chip's assisted deductions, it still had some imperfect aspects.

In reality, the titles he had given earlier such as the the World Serpent and the Infinite Serpent were only given because they sounded nice, coupled with his momentary bad taste.

However, he had the confidence that after several hundred years had passed, these two mature bloodlines would absolutely dominate the entire central continent, and eclipse other bloodline warlocks.

Even when Leylin had arrived at the Rank 9 Eternal Realm, these two bloodlines of his would not be even a little bit inferior to those legends of old.

"Although I have already helped them to remodel and advance their bloodline, their bloodlines all originate from me, and for the time being their highest potential is only to rank 6. They can only continue to advance once I break through to a higher rank…"

Leylin carefully pondered this situation. He was thinking of establishing his clan, reproducing his bloodline, and investigating the probability of evolving his bloodline, and these were all tasks that the A.I. Chip was constantly researching as well.

Leylin very much looked forward to the surprise the bloodlines he had passed on would bring him, after going through nature's survival of the fittest and natural selection.

……

The limitless azure sea, as far as the eye could see, with white waves sweeping across it.

Leylin and the others stood on the deck of an enormous sailboat, and their bodies moved up and down with the waves.

"So you're saying that the work of transporting Kemoyin Warlocks to the south coast is still ongoing?"

Leylin supported himself on the railing and slightly furrowed his brows, "This speed is really far too slow. Within a month, the entire Ouroboros clan's headquarters must be moved to this place, only then do we have enough people to develop the subterranean commerce!"

Although he had only complained a little, Emma and Gilbert broke out in a cold sweat behind him.

In the end, it was only due to Gilbert and Leylin's earlier camaraderie as a master and disciple, that he could stand out and say, "The south coast has many dangerous areas, and some have even reached the extent of Rank 4 in danger. We can only use reinforced models of airships and ship holds, and dispatch a Morning Star force to escort them, and consequently the pace is slow…"

The dangers near the south coast weren't considered much to Morning Star Magi, but for those Rank 3 Magi, it was as if it was a natural barrier to them.

"Mm, although your argument makes sense, you really have to increase the speed!"

"Of course we all want to seize the generous profits of subterranean commerce as quickly as possible, so it's a pity…" Emma and Gilbert exchanged a glance, with a wry smile on their faces.

"On my map, this most dangerous area is the Dragon Whales territorial waters here?"

"Yes it is, my lord!" Emma involuntarily answered him.

"Very good, then perhaps I can help!" Leylin smiled lightly, but his expression suddenly turned icy, "Come out now!"

A ghastly sound with icy majesty could be heard along the surface of the sea, but it was the energy undulations that came from their periphery that made Gilbert and Emma's expressions change drastically.

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Dragonwhale Successor

Roar!*

A heavy noise sounded from the bottom of the ocean and that was followed by a terrifying shadow, constantly emitting strong life force undulations.

The pressure from its gigantuan body alone created a tsunami of magnitude 10, causing the ship that Leylin was on to waver violently.

"Float!" Gilbert commanded with a sharp voice.

Phew! Phew!* Thick streams of air sounded with unbounded energy and propped the entire ship, resulting in it being suspended mid-air.

However, things were not so fortunate for the other marine tribes present. A mass of sharks, turtles and a mishmash of sea creatures were carried away in the waves of this catastrophe, many were even crushed to pulps of flesh, dyeing the surrounding waters red with blood.

The shadow grew exponentially, its size comparable to that of a continent. And in the blink of an eye, a huge mountain blade tore through the surface of the sea like a knife blade, revealing an enormous black back.

"T-This…is the Dragonwhale?!" Emma's jaw dropped.

"The leader amongst them, more accurately. And it could be the totem of the marine tribe!" Leylin's smile faded quickly. "Keep the noise down!"

The boundless sea calmed in tandem to Leylin's order. Two eyes the size of planets roamed in the deep sea, with beams of light projecting out of them.

A phantom appeared, and it showed a middle-aged marine tribe man.

"Ulaz is here to meet my lord!"

"A rank 6 king of the Dragonwhales! His physical size is already equivalent to that of a small continent! Thank god only rank 4 Dragonwhale appeared instead of this one when we were previously moving…" Gilbert's eyes narrowed and he immediately thought that he was hallucinating.

"What? He called Leylin 'My lord'? Aren't they of the same rank? Moreover, a Dragon-whale with such an impressive size

"Are you the one in charge of the Dragonwhale territorial waters, Ulaz?" Leylin readily asked.

"Yes my lord, as well as the neighbouring few islets and the continent's marine tribe!" This soul phantom called Ulaz replied in a cute manner.

Even the lowest ranked Dragonwhale could create great storms and waves in the south coast before, which led to great losses, and even Leylin had heard of it back when he was a Rank 1 or Rank 2 Magi.

Now however, not even the strongest Dragonwhale King was trash worth mentioning in his eyes.

'This form is abundant in bloodline force and if I devour it, the most it will increase my constitution by is 0.003!' Leylin's blue eyes flashed as he instantly got the answer, and the Dragonwhale King suddenly shivered underwater.

'It's too little, and I also still have other uses for it!' Leylin inwardly shook his head and gave up on devouring the Dragonwhale.

"Ulaz, I have something for you to do," a powerful force from Leylin, who possessed power over the creature's life or death, naturally began to speak to it.

"My lord, please command me, your humble servant will not refuse under any circumstances!" For the same reason, after sensing Leylin's unfathomable power and knowing its life was in Leylin's hands, the Dragonwhale King answered with the utmost respect.

"Very good, I am the Ouroboros Clan's elder, and should you see the flag of the Ouroboros Clan hung on any transportation, you are not allowed to attack them, and must even protect them, do you understand?"

"I will follow your command, almighty expert! I will also send my children as escorts for your ships!" Ulaz delightedly agreed.

"Very good," Leylin nodded. After he showed his intent to try to catch him, the enormous Dragonwhale disappeared from the ocean surface, as if it was being chased away by some powerful magic.

'For the south coast, the rank 6 Dragonwhale King is an undefeatable existence…" Leylin stroked his chin and said, "Fortunately, it didn't pay much attention to the south coast in the past, or perhaps it had been dormant, otherwise the entire south coast could not endure its fury…"

Just the gathering of the Dragonwhale's children could isolate the south coast from the outside world, and if the Dragonwhale King itself personally attacked them, looking at its form, it could have easily devastated the entire continent.

After all, although the south coast liked to toot its own horn as a continent, from the view of those Magi from the central continent, it was only a slightly larger island.

"Did you hear that? Move everyone as soon as possible! I trust that there won't be any dangers from now on," Leylin said to the two Kemoyin warlocks after following the Dragonwhale King's departure with his eyes.

"U-Understood!" Gilbert wiped the cold sweat from his brow. Just seeing Ulnaz from earlier made him feel fearful in his heart.

And the person who could send the powerful Dragonwhale bending its knee, what rank had Leylin reached?

"Lord L-Leylin! Would it be possible for you to tell us your current rank?"

Jeffrey, who had been equally terrified, stood at the side. He was more powerful than Gilbert and the others, and was already a rank 5 Radiant Moon warlock. However, because of this, he could understand the Dragonwhale's power even more.

At the same time, he began to perceive Leylin's change.

In any case, even if it was the entire central continent's strongest monarch, could not be on the same level as the rank 6 Dragonwhale King, and this gave Jeffrey an enormous shock.

"Me? I'm still a rank 6 warlock!"

Leylin smiled and hid nothing.

"How could this be?"

"However, I am only half a step away from rank 7," the latter half of Leylin's sentence sent the warlocks on the deck into a sluggish state.

"Seven… Rank 7! The rumoured god, with the existence of laws?" Jeffrey's eyes widened and his mouth gaped wide open, as if he was an enormous toad. He foolishly looked at Leylin as he entered the hold of the ship.

"Duke Gilbert! Duchess Emma! Please could you confirm if I imagined that?"

After a moment of great bafflement, only then did Jeffrey try his best to readjust his expression back into place, and involuntarily ask.

"I'm afraid that you didn't mishear, your royal highness Prince Jeffrey!"

Gilbert and Emma exchanged a glance with a wry smile on their faces and said, "However, we're already quickly getting used to it. Lord Leylin has always been good at creating hopes and miracles!"

Now even Gilbert would not dare to consider himself as Leylin's mentor anymore.

After all, he was an existence that was reaching rank 7!

Rank 7! What could it mean? In the ancient times, it would still be considered the position of a celebrated expert. The conqueror of many worlds, many native tribes could only tremble and weep…

And now, the Ouroboros clan had the strength of this rank?

Gilbert realised that he could only giggle at this thought, and Emma was also leaning towards it.

"Rank 7? Rank 7, ah… Bevis, Offa, your plans will all come to nothing!"

Jeffrey could only react to that after a long time, and suddenly sighed with a lonely expression on his face.

No matter who it was, once they had dealt with Leylin for some time they would feel as if they had been struck a blow. Jeffrey had previously felt this several times, but this time it was an even more powerful blow.

"However, with Leylin, the springtime of our bloodline warlocks has arrived!" After he had sighed, Jeffrey's eyes were filled with hope.

Even if the central continent was currently filled with many Monarch ranked Magi, to a semi-rank 7 they were as insignificant as ants. With just one slap, swathes of them would die. Jeffrey could already see the scene where bloodline warlocks would dominate the central continent.

The enormous benefits that conquering the central continent would represent rendered their earlier schemes and all those things they had previously worked hard to defend seem ridiculous.

"Perhaps this was exactly what that lord wanted?"

Jeffrey looked in the direction of the ship's hold and secrelty clenched his fist, an abnormal red flush appearing on his face.

……

Under Leylin's operation, they had completed the long journey from the south coast to the central continent in the space of the few days.

When Gilbert and the others had made this journey before, they had needed a few months. If it wasn't considered to have been too wasteful, Emma had even wanted to set up an astral gate in the south coast.

Passing through the astral gate and Morning Star realm's hub and establishing a transportation spell formation that could cover the entire central continent was an important trump card to the bloodline warlocks.

However for the relocation of the entire organisation, operating the astral gate might use up a little of their resources, but the numerous times used would all add up to an enormous figure that would make even Gilbert and the others faint. Even their entire family fortune wouldn't be able to afford it, and they could only use this long distance travel to carry out their move.

The astral gate's transportation could only be used to transport several people or several important goods, and wasn't suitable for the work of large-scale relocation.

However, after everything was settled, Leylin was already prepared to construct an astral gate on the south coast. Not just the south coast, even in the Twilight Zone and the subterranean world, he wouldn't leave them out.

Although large-scale transportation wasn't possible, but it would be very convenient for him to transport himself.

Within the Morning Star realm.

Alpha looked even more old and clumsy compared to before, as if his body had decayed. His eyes, however, still had an energy that was difficult to hide.

"Wade, do you think Jeffrey's previous summon was real?" Offa rubbed his hands somewhat excitedly. He and Wade were both waiting at the transfer point, and even Bevis was also there, although his face was already incomparably gloomy.

"Jeffrey, as you both and I know, would not deceive us on this sort of thing! In addition, if that person has really risen to rank 6, we can confirm it once we meet face-to-face!"

Wayde said with a smile. Jeffrey's messages were lagging behind a little, and once these two could truly acknowledge Leylin's strength, perhaps they would be in for a great surprise.

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Turbulent Undercurrent

With a buzz, the Morning Star realm's transportation area suddenly flickered with a brilliant light.

"They have arrived!" Offa and Wayde's eyes lit up at the sight, but Bevis' expression became rather probing and had an unyielding look to it.

Several figures wrapped in a gentle ray of light appeared. After the light had dispersed, it revealed the figure of Leylin, Jeffrey and the others.

"Sir Offa, Sir Wayde and Sir Bevis! It's been a long time since we met," Leylin walked in front of the rest and greeted them with a smile.

"Sir Leylin, you- have you broken through?" Offa twisted his hands together, and appeared very excited.

"Yes, I have already reached the realm of rank 6," Leylin smiled, and behind his back, the essence of his sun-like truesoul appeared, its piercing golden flame sweeping across everyone with powerful energy undulations.

"As expected, this is the power of a Breaking Dawn rank!" Offa's eyes were bright and filled with tears, "our organisation's long-cherished wish has finally been realised, Sir Leylin, no, your majesty Leylin! You are the pride of our Bloodline Alliance!"

Offa respectfully bowed, along with Wayde and even a seemingly unwilling Bevis.

"Your highness? Have I been promoted to a new title?" Leylin seemed to find it funny as he raised his hand to support Offa and the others up from their bow.

With this hierarchy, as Leylin had now advanced to a rank 6 warlock and impressively become a Warlock Emperor, so he was now called 'his highness.

'What a funny way to give titles, so when Bevis also advances, wouldn't the Bloodline Alliance have two highnesses?'

Leylin humorously thought of the aftermath of that scene.

"1557 years, it's already fully been 1557 years! Our Bloodline Warlock Monarch has finally appeared, but never had I thought that it would be his majesty, Leylin!" Wayde said, which made Bevis' expression darken.

He was still a rank 5 Warlock, and did not have the strength to act against Leylin. He could only respectfully express his allegiance. No matter how he had schemed before, in front of this absolute strength, it was an insubstantial as a spider's web that could be brushed away without leaving a trace.

"However, I can also reach that rank. In a hundred more years, very quickly…"

At this moment, Leylin's gaze had also gone past Offa and Wayde, and had arrived on Bevis.

"Sire Bevis!"

"Yes!" Bevis put in his greatest effort to make his smile slightly more natural, but he disgracefully failed at doing so. His twisted expression made everyone who looked upon it want to laugh.

"Your fog giant bloodline, when amplified by another set of giant's remains, you still have 87 years left before you break through! Work hard, you still have 65.1% chance of advancing to rank 6," Leylin said with a smile, and he looked as if he had completely seen through Bevis.

'How did he know?' Bevis raised his head with amazement. He had always considered the fog giant's remains that he had obtained from Offa as his final hope and trump card, and never had he thought that Leylin would be able to tell.

'The gap between him and me has grown so big?' Seeing that Leylin had a greater understanding of his bloodline than he himself, and had even calculated the probability of advancement, dealt a devastating strike to Bevis' confidence.

Until now, he realised that his actions before made him look like an absolute clown, and he looked extremely ridiculous.

"Lord Leylin!" After Leylin and the others had welcomed them into the headquarters, Offa and his group saw Leylin sit down. They still stood there ramrod-straight, with solemn and respectful expressions on their face.

"Mm! I've come to the central continent today to relocate the Ouroboros clan, and also take care of some other trifling matters. After that, I might permanently settle there," Leylin said. This surface Magus world was all the same to Leylin, and no matter how concentrated the elemental particles were, it would not be of any use to advancing his strength now.

"Relocate? Settle?! Is it because of the subterranean commerce? I've heard about it, but please let me speak bluntly, your majesty. Although we Warlocks rely on bloodline power, the south coast's weak elemental concentration will definitely still affect us…" Offa and the others had anxious expressions on their faces.

Their long-awaited rank 6 Bloodline Monarch had finally appeared, and they thought they could exact their revenge on the central continent, so how could they let Leylin go so easily? Would they really have to wait another hundred years for Bevis? Seeing Offa's expression, Leylin immediately knew what they were thinking in their heart of hearts. However, he did not expose them.

"Be at ease, I know what you are all concerned about. Before I leave, I'll settle this matter completely!" Leylin indifferently waved his hand, but Offa and his group were still a little dissatisfied. They seemed to want to say something else, but they were all stopped in their tracks by Jeffrey's most severe glare.

After Leylin had left, Jeffrey was surrounded by Offa and the others.

"What's the matter? Why did you stop us?" Offa asked very calmly. They had been comrades for a very long time, so he was very clear about how Jeffrey was as a person and knew that he definitely had his own considerations.

"The earlier situation shocked me a little too much, and the news from the distant continent was rather delayed, so I couldn't tell you all about the latest situation…" Jeffrey said with a wry smile, "Lord Leylin is not an average rank 6 Monarch, he is the person that we must pin all our hopes on…"

……

Afterwards, the shocking news began to spread throughout the entire central continent.

The Bloodline Union's Warlock king, Leylin Farlier, had already stepped across the threshold of Breaking Dawn, and entered the realm of rank 6!

After the Morning Star space had verified this news, they immediately invited other organisations to attend Leylin's celebrations. Many powerful Magi organisations and even some Monarchs had one-by-one expressed their intention to come themselves and meet with Leylin.

In a short while, the entire Phosphorescence Swamp once again became the gathering point of the central continent, and it seemed like all the Magi were discussing this matter, and how it would affect the central continent.

……

Sky City, the Drifting Garden.

"What?" the parchment in Weyer's hands dropped to the floor, "How is this possible? He's already advanced to rank 6, and reached the same status as the Monarch of the Skies? How long has he taken?"

"The Monarch of the Skies has already accepted Leylin's invitation, and will definitely personally attend. This news is very trustworthy. This is reality, you must get used to it and accept it, my child!" A middle-aged Magi that looked rather similar to Weyers helplessly said.

He knew, of course, how great the shock this news would pose to a genius like Weyers. His small achievements were nothing compared to Leylin. That terrifying fellow' speed at advancing made all the central continent's geniuses despair and crumble.

"Being born in the same century as him is your greatest misfortune but also your greatest fortune! I hope you can step out from his shadow," the middle-aged man looked at Weyers with undisguised concern in his eyes.

"I want to go as well, I want to see exactly how far the gap is between me and him!" Weyers gnashed his teeth, with an obstinate expression all over his face.

"Ah, you…" the middle-aged man helplessly sighed.

……

The reconstruction of Düz City had happened, under the Blazing Flame Monarch's direction, many slaves put out their utmost effort and had completely rebuilt from the original ruins in the shortest period of time. The sacred flame had been relit, to represent the Blazing Flame Monarch's strength and might.

Inside the city, within a giant sphere of flames, the golden blaze's boiling hot temperature had the power to melt the surrounding buildings.

This phenomenon continued for nearly a few hours, and afterwards a slender figure emerged from the flames.

The person was wrapped in a red cloak, and had a small crown of flame upon their head. It turned out to be Melinda, who was now the Blazing Flame Monarch.

"Over the years, after consuming so many precious materials and the power of Dreamscape Elven stones, finally I have mended my soul to 80% of its original self…"

The present Melinda had not only regrow a new arm, her aura had also reached the stage of rank 6.

"Leylin Farlier! You really have given me a huge shock!" Melinda's expression was very complicated. She had previously been able to take revenge thanks to Leylin's help. However, he had attacked at the most crucial point and made her suffer enormous losses. Only now had she been able to recover.

"He's already broken through to rank 6? How interesting! Even bloodline shackles and the Snake Dowager couldn't stop him?"

As an old monster who knew of many ancient secrets, Melinda naturally knew what it meant to break through the bloodline shackles– he had the strength to resist the originator of his bloodline!

"It looks as if I can't take my revenge now, and I even need to try to mend our relations," Melinda licked her lips with a rich smile on her face.

"Just as well! That freshly caught little fellow would be a rather good gift!"

With Melinda's thoughts and a loud clap, a fire elf immediately appeared before her.

"Almighty master, please bestow your orders upon me!"

The elf knelt on the floor with a respectful and humble attitude.

"That freshly captured witch, I think she's called Natasha, command the others to erase her attitude and make her compliant! Put her as one of our guards!"

"Your orders will be put into effect!" The elf spread it's blazing wings on its back and flew out from the door.

"I really am looking forward to the ceremony!" Melinda laughed brightly, and the fire in the rear hall suddenly grew several times more intense, as if it wanted to scorch the entire sky.

In just a moment, the entire central continent was full of hidden undercurrents as everyone turned their gazes towards the Phosphorescence Swamp.

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Beginning The Ceremony

In the Phosphorescence Swamp.

Due to the withdrawal of numerous Warlocks of the Ouroboros Clan, the space had become empty. They were replenished with Warlocks that had been urgently dispatched from the Warlock Union, which was why everything seemed to be in order.

After long talks with Jeffrey, Offa and the rest were now completely subservient to Leylin.

A huge palace constructed to last for eternity, a building which could hold ten thousand people, was now urgently in construction. Large amounts of precious resources were used without fear of the expenses.

"You did well!"

Leylin's arms were behind his back as he gazed at the high mountains in the distance while speaking to Offa and the rest behind him.

"It is our honour to be able to toil for Your Majesty!" Offa and the other answered respectfully, the gratitude in their eyes genuine.

Their true bodies had already arrived at the Phosphorescence Swamp, rather than staying in the Morning Star Area.

The Warlock Union in the past was far too weak, and could only protect itself by having the rank 5 Warlocks banding together, coupled with the battle might of the fort. For this reason, the true bodies of these rank 5 Warlocks could not leave, and they could only move about using clones. This was the greatest humiliation to the Warlock Union!

Now, with Leylin around, they had the confidence to exhibit their true bodies under the sun and not having to sneak around like mice in the Morning Star Area. The feelings of gratitude they now had were true.

"By the way, your highness, are you really going to develop here? There may be benefits of the underground trade here, but the central continent is so much more vast!"

Offa spoke slightly hesitantly, but with obvious hope in his expression.

"Though the resources on the central continent are exceptionally plentiful, they've long since been taken by the many other organisations."

Leylin watched Offa with a half-smile on his face, as if he had completely seen through Offa's thoughts.

"Of course, our organisation can eliminate all those in our way and even launch a Magi hunting campaign and burn them all at stake… And then?"

"And then?" Offa's face flushed red, evidently being stirred up by Leylin's words.

"After I disappear, what's going to happen to you all?"

Leylin's voice was icy cold, and left every Warlock's first deathly pale as if they had fallen into a world of ice.

"Why? Your Highness, you've already entered the realm of laws. What is there on the continent that can be a threat to you?"

Jeffrey and the others could not comprehend.

In answer, Leylin merely chuckled, "In the Magus World itself, I'm not a match for those rank 8 existences who survived the ancient final war. The astral plane is so vast and there are countless worlds out there. Besides, I haven't reached the realm of immortality yet, and who out there can say that they are everlasting or immortal?"

Watching Offa and the rest leave, Leylin's eyes flashed with ridicule.

What he'd mentioned was only part of the reason. More importantly, the benefits in the south coast were already enough for the Ouroboros Clan to survive and develop. No matter how amazing the resources in the central continent were, they were useless to him.

In order to conquer the framework of profits in the central continent that had been formed over a long time, it would expend some time and effort on his part as well as make enemies with Monarchs just for something that was useless to him.

If this was for Freya, Celine, or Gilbert and Emma from the Ouroboros Clan, Leylin might perhaps make the effort.

However, who was Offa? An ally from a scattered Warlock Union. This status was not enough for Leylin to be moved.

Anyway, once he showed his strength and completely terrorized the Magi Monarchs, they would definitely yield some profits to win him over and express their goodwill.

After allocating all the resources to the Warlock Union, Leylin believed he had repaid them for all that they had done for him.

On top of that, with him as a deterrence, the Warlock Union's future in the central continent would be shining.

At the very least, those so-called Anti-Warlock Campaigns would no longer appear out in the open.

With these, Leylin felt he'd done enough for the Warlock Union.

While Leylin had thoughts of things like conquering the central continent and constructing sa Warlock empire or something like that, he gave up later.

After all, for he as he was now, no matter how large an empire and organisation he could make, all there was for him was pursuing eternity after becoming a rank 7 Magus. That was the number one goal of the existences of laws.

The realm of laws, existing together with these laws was an eternal glory. Eternity was no longer but an excessive hope, but there was now a chance!

For this little chance, these existences of laws were willing to give up everything, and Leylin was no different!

"Once this ceremony's over, I'll meet those existences of laws in the Magus World, sign the agreement, and then settle down…"

Leylin's eyes were profound. He had advanced be leaps and bounds and had even made contact with the wide-ranging and deep power of laws. The various mysteries held within as well as his long life span gave him the urge to seclude himself for thousands of years and concentrate on researching, regardless of everything.

With a higher status and more power, at a point where everything was easily obtained, all worldly things in the world did not seem as important to Leylin.

It must be the same for those other laws of existences…

……

"A giant airship has been discovered! The symbol says that it's from Sky City, an organisation with a first class invitation!"

The sun shone brightly in the cloudless azure sky. All of a sudden, a large airship appeared in the air, the smooth surface of the warship as nimble and sharp as a swordfish, the metallic luster dazzling and flickering with light.

The people at the interim command centre on the ground were immediately flustered.

"Issue the guiding signal!" "Issue the guiding signal!" "

"This is the centre ground of the Ouroboros Clan. Airship that belongs to the esteemed Sky City, please follow our guide and park at lot 23!"

Important information was relayed thrice, before there came an answer, "Alright!"

Rumble!* The giant airship landed on the ground. Compared to the surrounding airships, it appeared manifestly superior and majestic.

The cabin door opened. The first person to exit was a winged person with three pairs of wings, the pure white wings making him seem like an angel descending, full of a holy feeling.

"It's the Monarch of the Skies's true body!"

The surrounding stream of Magi all went silent, and many bowed to show their respect.

"Esteemed Monarch, please come with me! His Highness, Leylin, has come all the way to greet you!" At this moment, a female snake Warlock went forward and bowed reverently, showing the Monarch of the Skies the way as he descended from the exit.

From time to time, some conscients whispered privately.

"The true body of a Monarch! Even in the central continent, Breaking Dawn powers rarely show themselves!"

"Don't you know what this is for? With the rise of a Monarch, there needs to be a true body with a similar status coming forward to congratulate him, which would otherwise be impolite. We might see the arrival of all the Monarchs in the central continent here. This is a ceremony of the Monarchs!"

Behind the Monarch of the Skies were many Magi from Sky City, all having scholarly auras.

As an organisation with the most ample intellectual resources, scholarly Magi existed in hordes in Sky City.

"Everything has changed!"

Weyers followed the crowd with a low profile, occasionally observing the surroundings,

Besides the organisation in Sky City, all the other high-ranked Magi in the central continent had practically gathered here, creating a huge stream of people.

With the Morning Star strength that Weyers was proud of, it wasn't that common but also not that conspicuous.

It was only at the arrival of rank 5 Radiant Moon Magi that there were gasps from the crowd, and with the appearance of a Monarch, there was a large-scaled commotion.

"Leylin! Leylin Farlier! So you've already left me so far behind and reached the apex of the central continent?"

Weyers lamented inside. Everything, meaning the ceremony and all the glory, belonged to the young man, who he could not even begin to envy.

Though they were all geniuses of the same generation, they had practically snatched all the glory that belonged to this generation!"

"Even in ancient times, his talent must be that of a monster, right?"

Weyers laughed bitterly. He no longer had any thoughts in his head. When the disparity between them was so vast that it was incomparable, all resentment and insanity was pointless. Weyers knew this very well.

"Nice to meet you for the first time, or rather, we meet again, Sire Monarch of the Sky!"

The procession suddenly stopped, and Weyers lifted his head, seeing a young men wearing black Magus robes standing in front, a gentle smile on his face.

He was young! No, rather than that, he was extremely young. At this age, one would be lucky just to be at rank 2 or 3 at this age.

"We're not on the same level anymore!"

Seeing his appearance, not one person in the procession dared move and bowed as they retreated, giving up the area to the two Monarchs. Weyers might be unwilling to do so, but he had no choice but to follow the card.

"It's great to see you, Sire Leylin! I must say that you truly gave me a surprise!"

The Monarch of the Skies spoke up, voice gentle and full of a magnetic force, "My name is Zabofel. You can just call me Zabofel!"

"Alright, Zabofel! Please come with me! The Blazing Flame Monarch and others of the continent have all arrived!"

Leylin led the way.

"So fast!?" Shock was evident in his eyes. He'd thought he had come rather quickly, but to his surprise, there were others ahead of him.

It seemed like the shock and interest from everyone towards this newly advanced Monarch was terrifying.

While they were conversing, Leylin was observing Zabofel's true body.

He'd seen Zabofel twice before, once in Sky City and during the besiege of the Blazing Flame Monarch. All he'd seen were clones.

In a sense, this was the first time they were truly meeting.

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Fame

The magnificent ceremony held in Phosphorescence Swamp was a very successful and influential meeting. Leylin had not done much in preparation, and instead left everything to Offa and the others, at most just showing his face when greeting guests and accepting gifts. He also displayed his Breaking Dawn abilities.

This whole process meant that the time that Leylin had showed himself was meagre, causing many high-ranked Magi to grit their teeth in frustration. However, Offa and the rest were very experienced and made sure the ceremony was very lively, and even held several auctions and private trade meetings amongst many others.

It had to be said that due to the vastness of the central continent, it was inconvenient for Magi from various regions to make connections. They could interact and exchange services through this ceremony, which was definitely a nice surprise for them. Even centuries later, there were still Magi who still constantly recalled this ceremony.

Of course, the higher-ups in large organisations were focused on something else. While Leylin had not shown himself often, the rank 6 Breaking Dawn strength that he showed, the soldified soul flames, were definitely not fake.

This meant that the prophecy that had been circulating for a long time regarding the most powerful bloodline Monarch amongst Warlocks had been realised! Many Magi had complicated feelings towards the rise of Warlock organisations, and there were plenty who were dissatisfied.

However, before they could join forces or plot something, Leylin did something unthinkable, Under the fervent stares of the audience, Leylin requested a battle with the Breaking Dawn Monarchs!

This wasn't just a one-on-one match. He was going to go up against all the Monarchs by himself!

When Leylin first suggested this, practically everyone thought that he had gone insane.

Even as a Warlock with a boost from his bloodline, how could a rank 6 Warlock who had recently advanced be a match for the many Breaking Dawn Monarchs?

There were even many Magi who believed that the Monarchs wouldn't accept Leylin's proposal and felt that this was an insult.

However, the way things progressed shocked them. For some reason, the Breaking Dawn Magi actually agreed.

Due to the site and the destructive force, they did not choose to have the battle in the main world but in a spatial crack.

This prevented many low-ranked Magi from looking in, and the bare minimum to enter was raised to rank 4, Morning Star Magi.

The battle ended quickly, and practically the moment the rank 2 and 3 Magi began to get anxious in their wait, numerous high-ranked Magi returned from the spatial crack.

However, they all looked extremely pale, and some even began to mutter under their breaths, as if they were under shock.

The few Radiant Moon and even Monarchs had the same expression, followed by Leylin, who looked carefree. The results were obvious.

The shock this gave to all the Magi was terrifying beyond relief.

Leylin had confronted all of the Monarchs alone and actually achieved victory, and in such a short time at that, and with such ease! Numerous Magi exchanged gazes, having a feeling that there would soon be a drastic change to the central continent.

After this, while many Morning Star Magi did not dare breathe even a word of this, there were quite a number who had watched the battle and had close friends or family they shared this with. The details of the battle gradually leaked.

From what they had said, Lord Leylin had displayed extraordinary strength from the very beginning. Whether Morning Star, Radiant Moon or even Breaking Dawn Monarchs could only quiver before his energy undulations.

The moment they fought, the Monarchs all lost at one go and even received injuries of varying degrees.

No! Perhaps before they had even fought, they had already been defeated.

Such an unimaginable and outrageous matter immediately caused much suspicion, but when rumours spread but nobody going against the rumours, the central continent descended into a deathly silence.

The only change was that even in private discussions, those Magi did not dare even mention Leylin's name and instead replaced it with the 'Bloodline Monarch'.

Leylin's fame thus spread at a startling speed, and the Bloodline Warlock Union took advantage of this, thus developing largely. Of course, that is what happened in the future.

……

For Leylin, the ceremony was extremely boring.

The precious gifts the organisations offered to him to show their goodwill were nothing to him. For the battle against the Monarchs, he had merely emitted less than 1% of the aura of his main body, but these Monarchs could not even withstand it.

All of this caused Leylin's interest to wane.

After the hasty ending, he surprisingly got enough time to do as he pleased.

Within the extravagant palace, Leylin was now making some coffee. Whether it was the grinding of the coffee beans or the later procedures, everything happened smoothly and there was a certain beauty to his actions. There was even a unique charm and order to everything that lingered in one's memories.

"Hehe… Weyers seems to be rather shocked."

Melinda was clad in a fox-skin coat, a fox tail around her neck while she sized Leylin up and down with interest.

"That little guy?" Leylin chuckled, and then shook his head.

Now, any talents or the like were nothing to him.

Melinda sipped at the coffee and then put the cup down, looking serious. Though she had already overestimated Leylin, the terrifying strength he exhibited still exceeded her expectations. Even what he had shown could very well be the tip of the iceberg!

Melinda straightened her back slightly, looking glum, "Lord Leylin, you… have you already touched upon the realm of laws?"

"Yes!" Leylin nodded, hearing Melinda's sharp intake shortly after.

As an old freak that had lived for a long time, Melinda was definitely aware of the terror of laws. Leylin was definitely not one of those who liked to brag, yet were inexperienced and narrow-minded. Instead, he had probably entered a deeper realm, which had resulted in such a terrifying change.

"No wonder…" Melinda forced out a laugh, "No wonder it was effortless for you to deal with us…"

Leylin glanced at her.

In his opinion, Melinda was also a crafty person with origins even more mysterious than the other Monarchs, and seemed to know many ancient secrets. She had not expended much effort this time either, and even any backlashes or injuries might be all for show.

"Well then, what are you future plans? Are you going to unify the central continent?" She asked nervously.

She had already made her mind up anyway. If Leylin had a wish, she would be the first to show her sincerity.

The terror that were the existences of laws were impossible to be stopped by a rank 6 Magus like her who had only made slight progress on the flame law. With his will, the whole central continent could only tremble in fear and obey. Melinda was sure of that.

"No, I've never considered that."

Leylin first stared at Melinda, and only when she began to squirm in unease that he chuckled in answer.

"I've no interest in the central continent. Just as you've seen, the Ouroboros Clan is now moving to the south coast. Only one branch of the clan will be left as a link to the central continent."

After hearing Leylin's guarantee, Melinda heaved a sigh of relief inside. She knew that there was no need for him to fool her.

"Then I'll thank you on behalf of the Magi of the central continent! Thank you for exempting them from the fate of a bloodbath!"

Melinda spoke and bowed to Leylin solemnly, and Leylin accepted this all apathetically.

"Oh, I've also prepared a small present for you. I hope you like it!"

Belinda smirked like a little fox and clapped her hands.

"Lord Leylin!" A female Magus dressed in black walked out from the corner, kneeling to the ground.

"It's Tanasha!" Leylin nodded. He no longer paid any mind to a rank 3 like her. After she had accepted his present, she had walked the path of revenge.

"This girl relied on the power you gifted her, and had already gotten her revenge against Harper. Somehow, she managed to mysteriously offend a few organisations and became stranded in my territory…"

Melinda giggled, "Of course, I've already helped to take care of those tiny issues!"

"Mm," Leylin answered, "Tanasha, you're right in time. We're planning to move. Look for Mistress Freya. She'll settle you in…"

Surprisingly, Leylin felt nothing as he watched Tanasha leave deferentially.

With just a thought, there were large numbers of rank 4, 5 or even 6 who would hastily come over to run errands for him. This rank 3 subordinate was now hardly enough.

Of course, she was one of his people, and he would naturally give her a way out.

"Thank you for the matter with Tanasha. I'm rather interested in the soul splitting technique you mentioned before, and I've had some other thoughts regarding it. I hope to discuss it with you…"

After chatting for a while longer, Leylin shifted the conversation to more proper matters.

This was the real reason he was meeting Melinda.

"Methods to split the soul into two? If my lord is interested in such a dangerous technique, I will naturally present everything I know!"

While Melinda was astonished, she still agreed easily.

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Soul Splitting Experiment

[Beep! Database on soul splitting methods completed. Renamed as Truesoul Splitting Technique.]

Watching Melinda leave after giving him what he'd wanted, Leylin heard the A.I. Chip's response and touched his chin. He had taken advantage of Melinda and obtained her soul splitting techniques. This time, with an in-depth discussion to fill up the gaps, he had made much progress.

This technique was extremely important for Leylin, to the point that it would affect with how he would grow in the future.

Having taken care of the issue of the technique, Leylin was in a great mood and took care of the hidden damage to Melinda's soul, much to her gratitude.

'The procedures to splitting the truesoul have been completely deduced. It has a very high success rate, so next is how to control the other half of the truesoul…' Leylin touched his chin, sinking into deep thought.

While the soul splitting technique that Melinda had provided was very feasible, there was also a huge issue— the inability to control the clone's truesoul! Even the Blazing Flame Monarch herself had ruined herself with this, and was later destroyed by Melinda, who was later formed and took over by force.

Leylin had no wish to be met with a situation like a soul betraying him, and hence had to nip this issue in the bud.

At this moment, Gilbert and the rest had walked in, accompanied by Offa and others who had complicated expressions on their faces. "Your Majesty, the preparations for the tidying up and moving of the Ouroboros Clan are complete!"

While Leylin had shown immense strength and supported them, the fact that they would leave the central continent and develop in the south coast was something they were uncomfortable with. However, Leylin's fame was more than enough for the Warlock Union to take care of itself. Hence, it couldn't be helped that they had complicated feelings regarding this.

"Alright then, let's move as soon as we can!" Leylin was very calm, and he even seemed rather relieved. The reason he had taken the time to do something so senseless was because of the favours and debts he owed. Once everything was done, he would be able to focus entirely on the search for eternity.

……

Soon enough, another bomb was dropped on the central continent. The most powerful Monarch, the Monarch of Blood who had suppressed many other Monarchs single handedly, had moved the Ouroboros Clan far away from the central continent, to a desolate place lacking in Magi. Leylin Farlier had moved to the south coast.

While the Warlock Union had done all it could to conceal this fact at the beginning, in this situation where the entire organisation was moving it could not really be hidden. The bloodline Warlocks who were only just making themselves known could only howl in grief, and temporarily reign in their arrogance.

Meanwhile, with the development of the Warlock Union the safety of the many Bloodline Warlocks was not an issue. They even expanded their reach in the central continent. In the end, it would develop into the largest organisation in the central continent, one that would continue for a long time.

Of course, this had nothing to do with Leylin. Even if he found out about it, he would think nothing of it. After settling the Ouroboros Clan in the south coast and hosting an underground trade, Leylin completely released his hold over everything. Other than accompanying Freya and tending to Syre, most of his time was spent in the laboratories.

The Ouroboros Clan's strength was more than enough to suppress the south coast. With the added development of the underground trade, they got back on track and expanded their power quickly. After going through with all this, Leylin could finally be at ease. He turned his attention back to his interests…

Deep underground, in a laboratory with an unknown location.

"Begin test number 2419!" Leylin's voice sounded, and the A.I. Chip's robotic prompt showed. [Beep! Beginning experiment. Recording data.]

From behind a huge glass wall, Leylin was now watching the two bodies he had nurtured. Both had the unique characteristics of the subterranean race, and what was more shocking was their illusory faces, which made them look like they were wearing translucent masks.

Electric current constantly surged through them under Leylin's orders, and on the back of the guinea pigs were numerous transparent tubes that wiggled about, pouring a myriad of unknown fluids in different colours into them.

"Ugh…" "Keke…" The two experimental bodies both displayed different behaviour. Their flesh was twitching as if tiny rats were burrowing under their skin, and meaty tumours kept rolling and turning on their bodies. They looked disgusting and terrifying.

What attracted the most attention was their faces, where that layer of an illusory soul mask had become even more dazzling, and their expressions grew even more complex.

[Targets are operating well. No signs of rejection] the A.I. Chip loyally intoned, [Initiating attempt to remotely control targets.] Strands of translucent threads drooped down, attached to the phantom figure of a six-legged golden spider at the very end.

The translucent threads first spread over the face of an experimental body, the many legs probing its face and causing it to writhe in intense pain before it moved on to the next.

"Gulu!" "Gulu!" After the translucent threads connected with the other experimental body, its body suddenly began to twitch vigorously.

[Beginning soul resonance. Experimental body number 2 is convulsing. Soul waves are fluctuating violently.]

"Continue. Adjust the ratio of the second potion mixture and the third life strengthening essence such that they're five units fewer than before," Leylin looked grave.

[Initiating adjustment. Target's waves are now trending towards stability.]

"Have I succeeded?" Watching the interior of the lab that had become quiet, a look of anticipation appeared in his eyes.

However, his expression soon changed.

Along with yells and an intense explosion, the two experimental bodies self-detonated, sending blood and filth spraying onto the glass walls.

[Targets have died. Souls have been extinguished. Experiment failed.] The cold voice caused Leylin to sigh.

"I failed again! Is it an issue with the Vitri Spider? Perhaps I should use a better adhesive next time." After his experiment failed, Leylin readjusted his mood and began to record the results of his experiments.

"Hm?" Immediately after, with the raise of his eyebrow, he put down the pen in his hands.

"It's been ten years?" He muttered to himself, suddenly disappearing from a laboratory and arriving at another space.

"Lord Ignox, long time no see! Has the agreement been prepared?" Leylin smiled as he greeted the Magus in front of him, a being of laws.

Ignox smiled and nodded. "Yes, Lord Leylin! As well, a lot of our comrades are extremely excited after learning about your existence, They couldn't suppress their desire to meet you!"

"Then let's go! I only hold deep admiration for those ancient and powerful beings!" A hint of intelligence shone in Leylin's eyes, and the two of them turned into light and vanished.

While on the way, Leylin transmitted a message, "Also, Lord Ignox, about the trade with the underground world…" After all, he had to let the protector of the first few levels of the subterranean world know about it.

"That? It's not an issue. If you like, I can even gift you the first level!" Surprisingly, Ignox did not seem to mind. For existences of laws like them, the benefits of trade that only affected the first level were pointless and such a thing would not offend them at all.

"Then I'm relieved. Also…" Making use of this opportunity, Leylin began to chat again. After all, since Ignox was his senior, he possessed a lot of knowledge that Leylin currently needed. The discussion went delightfully on the way. Ignox was rather amazed at how multi-talented and erudite he was. After all, as an existence of laws who had recently advanced, Leylin's expansive and profound knowledge far surpassed his peers.

As they conversed, they kept going deeper and deeper into the subterranean world. They ended up breaking through the seventh level, and entered a dark and unknown space.

'Based on what I know from my previous world, we should already have reached the core. This…' Leylin sized up his surroundings. The void and darkness were like the unknown layers within the universe, holding the mysterious World Will within them.

The closer he got, the more Leylin could sense the existence of the World Will. While it was weak and slumbering, just the natural power it emitted startled him.

"Welcome to the deepest region of the underground, as well as where the higher-ups of the Magus World reside!" Ignox had completely lost his human form and transformed into an unknown existence.

"Laws…" Leylin shut his eyes. Here, he could clearly sense the existence of a multitude of laws, and some were even explicitly conspicuous. The environment here was much better than the surface of the Magus World.

[Beep! Traces of destroyed spacetime pathways discovered. World origin force is being dispersed.] The A.I. Chip prompted at this moment.

'Is this shattered world core left behind from the ancient Final War?' Leylin now knew why all the rank 8 existences stayed here. With laws being exposed and the origin power of the world emanating from it, the attraction it held for all these existences was incomparable to anything else.

If it were him, he would definitely stay here all the time as well…

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Path

"Welcome, newly advanced comrade!" A streak of boiling hot light suddenly rose from the darkness, and Leylin seemed to see flames from the core of the earth.

"This is the Mother Core, the strongest amongst us!" Ignox introduced at the side. A few other powerful conscients descended as his voice sounded.

"This is the Death Sovereign King!" "This is the Abyss Master!" Many rank 8s, some who were said to only exist in ancient legends or myths and some Leylin had yet to even hear of began to show themselves.

"Hello, everyone!" Leylin greeted them. A huge phantom Targaryen appeared from behind him, and the power of devouring twined around it.

"What an interesting fellow! He actually grasps the power of devouring!"

"This path is very difficult. Do you still remember that bubbly teapot 320,000 years ago? He seemed to have walked the same path then…"

"You're a descendant of the Snake Dowager yet broke through your shackles? Congratulations!"

The many existences began to discuss amongst themselves or expressed their goodwill. Just the transmissions from their minds was enough for those Breaking Dawns from before to explode and die.

"Silence!" With the voice of the Mother Core, the many conscients quietened down.

"First, let us welcome Leylin Farlier, our newest comrade!" It was evident that the Mother Core was the most powerful here, and many existences of law let her take the lead.

"The agreement has been prepared. You can take a look!" An ordinary board of soil flew out from the core and landed in front of Leylin, an agreement written out using the words of laws.

Leylin took a look. The conditions were broad, stating that as a member of the Magus World he had to take initiative to safeguard the Magus World and prevent foreigners from invading. In return, he would be able to comprehend a few years' worth of the power of laws here every century, and even have the chance to absorb some of the world origin force.

"There's a limit to the world's origin force. Even existences of laws can't absorb it from the world without any limits, or else everything would be ruined… Even if it's us, we can't draw the power of the world without reservations. There has to be a limit." The Mother Core explained to Leylin.

"It's fine by me!" Leylin naturally knew the reasoning behind this. He nodded, and a black Targaryen seal appeared at the end of the soil board. The soil board crumbled in an instant, and seemed to draw the attention of the World Will, sending threads of mysterious force pouring in.

"With the great Magus World Will as a witness, I hereby announce the signing of the contract!" The Mother Core's voice was grim, and the rest of the other existences roared and yelled.

"Welcome, kid!" "Ever since the ancient battle, we haven't had new blood in a long time!" It was obvious that after signing the agreement, these guys now truly treated him as one of their own.

After conversing with them, Leylin first comprehended some of the world laws that the Mother Core had exhibited, and also absorbed a portion of the origin force before leaving the area guided by Ignox.

"Please rest assured, my friend!" Right as they were leaving, Ignox seemed friendly and gentle, "I'll find a way for you to solve the issue of controlling a split truesoul!"

"Thanks a ton, I'll leave it to you!" Leylin nodded gratefully. This sort of high-ranked soul technique would require a lot of time even with research and help from the A.I. Chip. His only other choice was to employ the help of other existences of laws.

"Actually, regular clones should already be enough for us. Why are you trying to do something as dangerous as split your truesoul?" Ignox bit his lip and began to advise him.

"I know… Clones are very useful, but the connection with the host body cannot be broken off. There's also a huge issue…" Leylin answered.

Leylin could naturally make clones like that of the Trial's Eye or the Nefarious Filthbird right now. Perhaps those could not even be called clones, just a projection of his strength.

And as an existence of laws, Leylin knew very clearly the weakness of such projections. "Once the connection is broken, the projection is useless and can't be controlled again…"

"Alright! I'll take care of this. With the Wisdom Library passed down in the family through generations, I believe I should get a result in the next three centuries!" Ignox stared at Leylin meaningfully, his astute gaze almost piercing through Leylin's mind and seeing through his plans.

"Well then, I'll be off, my Lord!" Leylin bowed slightly, turning into a streak of black light and disappearing. He left Ignox standing in place, looking deep in thought.

'Truesoul splitting? Perhaps even the Mother Core would not dare attempt something like this. Interesting…' Ignox mumbled to himself, a mysterious smile quirking about his lips. He turned into a bundle of mist and, as if he had merged with the world, completely disappeared.

The speed of an existence of laws was unimaginable. With just a bit of time, Leylin was back in his laboratory. Half-reclining on his sofa, he halted his research, instead rubbing his temples.

"A.I. Chip, show me my current stats!"

[Leylin Farlier, rank 6 Warlock. Bloodline: Targaryen (rank 6). Strength: 173.21, Agility : 126.07, Vitality: 255.37, Spiritual force: 450.12. State of soul: Peak Breaking Dawn. Comprehension of laws, Devouring: 99%.] The A.I. Chip loyally intoned. It resulted in a look of satisfaction in Leylin's eyes.

"Just taking in a bit of the world origin force allowed my vitality to grow so much!" Advancing a full unit was extremely troublesome at the level of an existence of laws. All the energy Leylin had devoured from his massacres couldn't raise his vitality by such a degree, but all his stats had now grown.

"World origin force is truly the best supplement for existences of laws!" Leylin stroked his chin. He thought back to the Magus World before the ancient war. Numerous higher ups of the Magus World were enthusiastic about invading other worlds and seizing their world origins. This fact probably had something to do with those actions.

"It's a pity… For the me as I am now, regular world origin force has little effect for me… Only enormous worlds like the Purgatory World or those of higher ranks would be useful for me…" Leylin's eyes were glazed over. He knew a few powerful worlds like Purgatory: the most powerful Magus World, the World of Gods, Dreamscape, the Icy World, the Shadow World and a few others.

"It's no wonder that those ancient Magi didn't giving up on invading the World of Gods and that resulted in a tragedy. With the only origin force comparable to the Magus World for existences of laws, this is a deadly poison…" Having signed the agreement, he was now one of them. They might not have told him everything, but they still imparted a lot of general knowledge to Leylin.

Amongst this was the realm after rank 7 and paths to power. With his comprehension of laws and the simulations and analysis of the A.I. Chip, Leylin could confirm the truth of this information.

"Rank 6 to rank 7 is the refining of laws and the beginning of a qualitative change, as well as an evolution!" Leylin thought back to the information he had obtained.

"Rank 6 Magi have solidified souls and have already reached the limits of their paths, the peak. The only thing they can break through in is laws!"

"After completely grasping the power of laws, a Magus will enter the realm of rank 7, and there will be a qualitative change in all aspects. In primordial times, these existences are worshipped like gods or totems."

"The path of rank 7 is completely grasping a certain law. Rank 8 involves grasping multiple laws and finding one's own path, using a medium to smelt all of them together into one's own…" Leylin immediately thought of the Snake Dowager.

"The Snake Dowager, for instance, definitely grasps more than one law, and the medium she used to smelt them should be the power of shadows, which is the origin of the Shadow World!" With shadeforce as the carrier, completely smelting the power of laws would probably allow the Snake Dowager to rise to peak rank 8 and even begin to look into the realm of rank 9! Hence, she had a huge desire to completely control the Shadow World and did not even mind causing a war to seize it. That was understandable.

Of course, to Leylin's knowledge, her efforts had come to naught in disgrace, and had even forced her to run with her tail between her legs, bringing her whole community and hiding in the Purgatory World.

In the ancient Magus World, there were many who had smelted numerous laws and found their own paths! Leylin was even beginning to think that the Mother Core had been one of those existences.

And they could sense that the way to break through to rank 9 lay in the World of Gods!

"Based on the thoughts of these existences, seizing the gods' laws and origin force of their world, as well as the origin force of the Magus World, and fusing the two powers would be enough for them to break through the threshold into rank 9, reaching eternity!"

Leylin's eyes showed his admiration and fear, "What crazy logic! This…"

Lunatics were not scary, but powerful lunatics were enough to destroy the world. Whatever happened next turned into the ancient Final War.

Neither the Magus World nor the World of Gods received benefits, and both suffered devastating defeats. Many existences of laws died, resulting in the fall of both sides, only able to struggle on at death's door now.

"In order to seize a world's origin force, it's necessary to eliminate the other side's existences of laws, which refers to the gods, and then destroy the World Will…" Just the thought of it gave him chills.

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Secrets of the Gods

"Lunatics! They're all lunatics!" Leylin was fearful, "Such insane methods definitely resulted in a frantic counter-attack from the entire World of Gods, which finally developed into a hatred between the two that could not be resolved… Perhaps even the World Will of the Magus World would not agree to this…"

Those crazed rank 8s must have fought to their limits and fallen in the ancient Final War. Of course, there was a possibility of them surviving, hiding in the darkness and silently licking their wounds, perhaps even waiting for the next opportunity to fight again.

After all, once one reached rank 7, their life force and adaptability would be boosted to an incredible degree.

Things like creating tens of thousands of clones, rebirth using a droplet of blood was no issue for these beings who had reached the limits of power.

"Perhaps… Out of all the existences I've seen, there might be some people who are still ambitious and wish to invade it…"

Leylin stroked his chin, his lips quirking in a smile, "but I like it!"

"The advancement after reaching rank 7 is much too slow. It can't be compared to the speed of plundering to achieve more power."

The Mother Core had even told Leylin an important piece of information that had to do with the gods of the World of Gods.

Though they were also rank 7 Magi who had comprehended rules, their paths differed from Magi like these, with theirs being called the path of faith!

By gathering the emotions and even dissipated soul force from intellectual lifeforms, they would then be fused with their own laws and then burn with divine flames, thus beginning to tread down the path of a god.

As each world was different, their strength systems differed. Some worlds did not even have this, this was something that Leylin had a deep understanding of already.

Though the path of faith was similar to the path of offerings, it was essentially different.

Of course, Leylin didn't focus on this, but on another piece of important information that Mother Core had divulged. The power of laws that the gods possessed were easily seized by Magi!

During the ancient war, many Magi had killed gods and seized the power of laws, thus advancing quickly!

On top of that, there were rumours that the gods could do the same, but had to pay a huge price.

"Power to seize laws?"

Leylin chuckled. He'd known this long ago and even put this into practice!

Yes. The Sovereign King of Gluttony, Beelzebub, was a god from the World of Gods!

Of course, it was more suitable to call him a demon. Anyway, there seemed to be camps split up into good and evil, and the beings that maintained order were called gods, while the opposite were called demons, devils or the like.

No matter how the names changed, it was undeniable that they possessed immense strength that other intellectual life forms could only worship them in fear.

"As existences who have both grasped laws, it's impossible for me to seize Ignox's laws. Perhaps I'd gain that ability once I reach rank 8, but I'd have to pay a huge price and put in much effort, and that's even after I completely grasp the law of Devour. But Beelzebub's different. In my previous advancement, the process seemed much too easy even with the aid of the Purgatory World Will and my previous plans…"

He came from the World of Gods, and the fact that his power of laws was so easily seized was one of the reasons why Leylin had targeted him.

If not, Leylin could focus on just the Snake Dowager, but striping her of her laws would be an impossible task. It would undoubtedly have give rise to enormous variables that could have affected his previous advancement.

"Based on what Mother Core said, the existences of laws in the World of Gods have a certain characteristic. Their strength comes from the combination of a theocracy, divine fire and the power of faith. If a correct method is found, it's much easier to seize the power of laws from them as compared to other worlds. This is the reason why many Magi of the ancient Magus World agreed to declare war on them. Powerful beings could then seize the World of Gods' origin source, while the other existences of laws would hunt down gods and obtain all sorts of laws, thus advancing quickly…"

"Of course, there were other variables."

Leylin pondered over this. If things were just that simple, the World of Gods would have been destroyed long ago.

"These gods might typically be weaker when battling outside the crystal walls, but if they fought on the land of the World of Gods, they would gain huge boosts and even surpass the strength of similarly ranked Magi!"

"Perhaps, from the demi-plane domains that they create, these boosts might reach an unimaginable realm that would allow them to fight those above their rank…"

The allied forces of the Magus World were not just limited to the Magus World. It was an era where the ancient Magi were at their most brilliant and splendid. From the worlds they had conquered, a surge of powerful Magi arrived and joined the war.

The final results, however, was that the World of Gods had been able to resist against the many powerful worlds. The fight had ended with both sides defeated and grievously wounded.

Such a terrifying result caused many Magi to turn pale after hearing about the gods.

"It is the strength system of the most powerful world after all. The path of faith definitely has its merits!"

Leylin's eyes glinted.

The more powerful a god was, the more terrifying the path of faith was, which only served to increase his curiosity.

"Perhaps the ancient existences did not get it wrong. Only by fusing gods and Magi can one achieve strength that surpasses eternity…"

Leylin's eyes burned with fervour within, "Ancient existences, I shall take over your unfinished work!"

In order to transcend the material world and achieve eternity, Leylin did not mind conquering the World of Gods.

All obstacles that were in his way would be crushed without hesitation!

"Also… when it comes to conquering the World of Gods, I have an incomparable advantage!"

Leylin's mouth quirked in a smile, rays that were like the stars flickering into existence in his hands.

This was the coordinates of a world, giving off a unique aura and held within the feeling of a great history.

"The coordinates of the World of Gods exists in Beelzebub's memories! That saves me the effort of exchanging for it from other existences of laws…"

Leylin preferred hiding his motives. While those who had participated in the ancient Final War definitely knew the location of the World of Gods, Leylin did not wish to trade for it from them.

Announcing his plans to the public was not a wise choice.

Furthermore, from the failure of the Magus World the last time, it was evident that breaking in forcefully would not work. A more covert method must be used instead.

"The coordinates is merely the entrance. There's still a huge issue to truly enter the World of Gods…"

Leylin couldn't help but recall the introduction to the World of Gods.

Compared to other large worlds, the structure of the World of Gods was extremely unique. On the material dimension, there were many other dimensions that were as packed as a beehive.

Outside the many dimensions was a crystal wall layer that was so sturdy that it was terrifying. Leylin was used to calling it the barrier of the world.

This crystal wall had once prevented existences of other worlds from peeping in.

After the ancient war, the World of Gods had even consciously reinforced the crystal wall, the resulting isolating power making it such that even if the ancient Magi were to reappear, they would still be unable to penetrate it.

Of course, once the crystal wall was attacked, there would be a backlash and hostility from the World of Gods.

Leylin did not think that it would be difficult for those remaining or newly advanced gods to take care of him. No matter how powerful he might be, he was still incomparable to those gods who had survived the ancient war.

Of course, this referred to his current situation. Things might change in the future.

"In short, the coordinates of the World of Gods is not an issue. The problem is how to break through the defensive crystal wall… And when it comes to this, I have a great teacher!"

Leylin chuckled.

A way to cleverly break through the crystal wall must be something the other existences of laws were working on fervently. However, until now, nothing had borne fruit or else the ancient war would have erupted once again.

The crystal wall was like a city under siege. People might want to enter from the outside, while the people within wanted to leave.

Evidently, the Sovereign King of Gluttony, Mister Beelzebub, had succeeded.

He had obviously grasped the loopholes of the crystal wall and bypassed the power of isolation, arriving outside. He'd gone through a series of activities, including some investments and disseminating faith.

He had been in hiding and, while he had been extinguished a few times while entering other worlds, no Magi had realised his true identity and only took him for an existence from another world.

However, no matter how carefully Beelzebub had hidden his identity, Leylin had him on the palm of his hand and turned his plans into a tragedy.

Not only did he turn into a stepping stone for Leylin to advance, most of the power of his laws had been seized, causing his main body to be either grievously wounded or in a deep sleep. Even the way in and out of the World of Gods was now known by Leylin, becoming an accomplice to his own fall. Evidently, if Leylin could successfully enter the World of Gods, the first thing he would do was kill Beelzebub and seize all his strength, allowing himself to completely enter the realm of rank 7.

"Next up is to perform many astral experiments. While solidifying my strength, I'll find ways to get behind the crystal wall…"

Leylin had clear plans on what he wanted to do in the future.

What Beelzebub possessed was the way out from inside, and because he was a native of the World of Gods, it was easier for him than it would be for Leylin.

What Leylin needed to do now was to do more in-depth research on the path Beelzebub had used, until he was able to completely assume a false identity and enter that world.

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Year 0

Time passed in the blink of an eye. The world continued to turn and change. For someone like Leylin, he often would not feel the passing of time once he wholeheartedly devoted his heart and soul to something. While he was at work, hundreds of years could slip by stealthily.

Of course, to beings of laws who had life spans that were easily ten thousands of years long, such a tiny amount of time was perhaps considered just a nap. But to average humans, this meant more than ten generations of cycles of life and death.

This was a relatively long period of time even for Magi. A few low-ranking Magi perhaps didn't even possess such a long life expectancy. Only the almighty high-ranking beings would pay no attention to the passing of time like that.

For the average Magus in the south coast or even the subterranean world, the news of the outside world that left the deepest impression on them in this long period of time, was probably the sudden rise of the Ouroboros Clan to power.

The present-day Ouroboros Clan had long broken away from the embarrassing phase of having only two or three small fry. Instead, it had grown to become an influential power that spanned across the entire Magus World. Its formidable influence even extended to the subterranean world.

The Farlier family that led the Ouroboros Clan was even acclaimed as the "first bloodline family"!

The powerful bloodline that had been passed down generations overshadowed every other Warlock family in the central continent. Their extraordinary military capabilities were quickly revealed.

Among Leylin's direct descendants, this sort of prowess was made even more obvious. Even the bloodline energy of collateral relatives with many generations between them was enough to make other Kemoyin families benefit greatly.

Freya's and Maggie's families were evidently the ones receiving such benefits. They followed the Farlier family closely, taking up the role of their subordinates. They had also greatly purified their own bloodlines through marriages and other methods, increasing their proportion of high-ranking Warlocks higher and higher until they seemed to emerge like an endless stream.

This new generation of Warlocks possessed extraordinary bloodline energy, and zealously believed in Leylin as their bloodline originator. They became the foundation of the Ouroboros Clan's rule.

Leylin, who was gradually seen as a divine being, had already become a part of the legends. He did not appear in public for decades at a time, and was surrounded by an air of mystery.

Syre and the other Warlocks, the sons of his second generation, slowly took control over the authority in the Ouroboros Clan.

A team of Warlocks clothed with garments with the Ouroboros motif was travelling through the subterranean world unhurriedly.

Behind them were many captives and supplies that had obviously been plundered.

"Chief Lucca! The headcount has been checked. Nothing has been left behind. I can confirm that their clan has been completely destroyed!" An average-looking blond Warlock reported, with a worshipful look in his eyes.

"Very well! Imprison them in chains. Prepare to sell them as highly-ranked slaves!" Lucca said without the slightest hint of hesitation. The Warlocks under him received his order as per normal, and carried everything out methodically, as though they were already very accustomed to all this.

"The subterranean world! Such a gloomy sky is rather hard to get used to indeed. Perhaps after this mission has been accomplished, I should apply to rest on the surface for some time…"

Lucca gazed at the dark rocky sky, and couldn't help but to sigh to himself.

As an elder of the Ouroboros Clan, he was already more than 500 years old, and had experienced all the major events from the initial attack to the glory that followed. His youthful appearance was already unable to conceal the continuous exhaustion of his body.

"Indeed… Recalling all of this, it truly seems as though I am in a dream."

Lucca couldn't help but murmur as he glanced at the numerous captives and the troop that was moving forth once again.

Everything all began from when the lord had entered the Ouroboros Clan. It was as though he was born to be a strong contender. The speed at which he was promoted was so fast that it practically exceeded the limits of Lucca's imagination.

"These damn lowly beings. How dare they disobey the Ouroboros Clan's orders! They are simply digging their own grave! Of course, it's only with Chief Lucca that we could have easily destroyed them!"

The blonde team member came to his side and said, trying to curry favor with him.

"Me?! Haha… In the past, perhaps I was still worth noticing with the strength of a rank 3 Warlock, but now… Don't make fun of your Uncle Lucca!"

Lucca gazed at this Warlock as a doting look flashed across his eyes.

"In comparison to the true bloodline nobilities, the blood serpent clans and the Maggie family, my tiny achievements don't count for anything, much less when compared to the Farlier family. After all, they directly inherited the lord's bloodline."

Lucca's voice became extremely respectful. A look of admiration also spread across the young Warlock's face.

"A rank 6 bloodline! He didn't even need to work especially hard to enter the realm of Morning Star, and even Radiant Moon …"

The young man's face was full of envy and self-disappointment, "If only I could also…"

"Lukard! Stop those unrealistic fantasies of yours! Lord Leylin didn't have an outstanding bloodline in his early days, yet he made it to his current level all the same."

Lucca's tone turned rather stern, "Now, what you need to do is to look after the order!"

"Yes Chief!" Seeing how Lucca spoke so harshly and with a serious expression, the young Warlock immediately saluted him and ran to the back of the troop.

"This chap is really…"

Lucca shook his head, with a helpless expression in his eyes.

The rise of the Farlier family and the families of their subordinates was definitely a huge blow to the original bloodline nobilities.

Of course, under the crushing suppression of absolute strength, these bloodline nobilities didn't even dare to let out a fart. They accepted the Farlier's family unconditional authority with complete sincerity.

Something else that had risen into popularity at the same time was the abnormal worshipping of the 'Emperor bloodline'. Of course, having such a mentality was perfectly normal to Warlocks.

It was a pity that the Farlier family's control over their bloodlines had always been very strict. There were few cases of the bloodline outflowing to other families.

To date, only a scarce number of the original bloodline nobilities managed to obtain that special privilege.

A great many of the older nobilities had already predicted that the rising Emperor bloodline would shuffle the cards on the table. They were willing to pay any price in order to obtain the new and powerful bloodline.

Of course, they didn't entirely dare to actually plot to seize the bloodline. Currying favour with the Farlier family and even the other subordinate families at all costs was their fundamental policy.

At the same time, anyone who tried to illegally covet for the Farlier family's bloodline was bound to face a bloody death in their hands..

"Sigh… Although Lukard's bloodline is considered rich, it's nothing compared to the Emperor bloodline. Besides, with our family's status, having the bloodline spread to us would only happen far away in the indefinite future…"

The slight thought of those noble descendents who followed like flies behind the ladies of the Farlier family all day long made Lucca's scalp prickle with pins and needles.

He hadn't had the heart to tell his junior this cruel reality, afraid that he would become discouraged.

"Sigh… Hopefully Lady Luck will smile upon that silly boy, and let him be favoured by one of the young ladies of the Farlier family. Even if he's marrying into her family, it's still acceptable…"

Lucca couldn't help but begin to let his imagination run wild. He then laughed involunarily.

"Forget it, I think it would be more realistic to think about my earnings that the captures this round will bring me…"

Those in power in the Farlier family certainly were informed about this contradictory situation. However, the proliferation of a bloodline was originally a highly serious matter, and it would take time.

Thus, the only thing they could do now was to constantly develop new ways to gain benefits and challenge that contradiction.

Although deep in his heart, Lucca was not satisfied with his family not obtaining the new bloodline, he was clearly attracted to the profits he was about to gain.

Once it was confirmed that his profits from this round was enough for him to accumulate a certain value of contribution points, he would be able to even exchange them for precious materials for his dash towards the crystal phase. Lucca's face was wreathed in smiles.

"This is the advantage of having control over the transaction channel! Who would have thought that I, Lucca, would actually have the opportunity to advance to rank 3 crystal phase…"

The profits that the Ouroboros Clan gained from the bilateral trade were considerably high. The result of this was the plentiful resources for training and cultivation. This alleviated the contradiction to a certain extent.

"Take note, we're about to reach the City of Alabaster!"

Lucca's voice made the entire troop turn restless. Even he himself couldn't help but look forward to it.

The channel of the City of Alabaster was of great importance, and was practically the lifeline of the entire trade industry. Thus, the level of security was at its highest, and it was also the most bustling part of the city.

Although the exchanges between the subterranean world and at the surface had penetrated their society, both parties have never found a channel more convenient and faster than this one. Therefore, it further highlighted the importance of the location of the City of Alabaster.

While the astral gate could resolve the problem of only being able to transport important supplies and people within a smaller distance range, it would definitely suffer losses if huge amounts of trading content was involved.

Until now, the entire subterranean world had already came to a common understanding: whoever seized control of the City of Alabaster would reap enormous profits.

Under the temptation of such great benefits, perhaps the other underground powers who originally conducted the trading processes and were infringed on had never given up on lusting after the City of Alabaster.

Although they absolutely did not dare to launch a direct attack, they carried out many other little tricks.

The City of Alabaster loathed such powers who were like rats in the dark gutters. The moment they were discovered, they were sentenced to the firmest form of repression and annihilation.

But as long as the Ouroboros Clan continued to exploit the subterranean world, one would imagine that such resistance would not be lacking.

This time, Lucca was precisely acting under orders to eliminate one of the smaller powers by force.

Those superior overlords and the profiteers were not in the least bit afraid of these insignificant little pests. Their stance was unusually unanimous, which was a resolute decision to destroy them!

In the face of such overwhelming strength, no matter how determined and solemn the defending party was, their final outcome was death.

Lucca glanced at the line of captives behind him, the corners of his mouth twisting into a look of utter disdain.

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Ouroboros

The fight for profits and the crushing repression that came with it was bloody and merciless. Lucca didn't seem to sympathize with these captives even in the slightest bit.

Perhaps those Warlocks of the new generation would have their doubts. However, having experienced the turmoil in the central continent, the hostility of the Magus World and the glory afterwards, Lucca definitely wouldn't entertain such a mentality.

"When we've arrived at the City of Alabaster and delivered our task, everyone can have a good rest!" Lucca yelled loudly, leading to his men joyously echoing his words. It was interjected by cries of fear from the captives. This scene was rather amusing.

"Also, everyone knows the rules, right? You don't need me to say anything."

Lucca then shot a fierce look across the people behind him. There was an exceptionally distinct hint of warning in his eyes.

The other Warlocks instantly turned sluggish. Lukard, on the other hand, forced a smile, "Please rest assured! Everyone absolutely will not show disrespect to the three madams of the City of Alabaster…"

"Very well!" Lucca was clear of the situation at hand. Although he knew that many of the Warlocks were reluctant to comply, his facial expression turned gentle.

While the City of Alabaster was under the control of Lord Leylin's subordinates, it was obvious that freedom was maintained to a certain extent. Not only was there no mutual interference between the Ouroboros Clan and the the City of Alabaster, Lord Leylin also had his own staff that only took orders from the Lord himself. They had a firm control over the other end of the bilateral trade.

If not for the newly formed organization which didn't have much manpower, Lucca and the rest wouldn't be doing such missions like exterminating people.

Even so, before entering the subterranean world, these Warlocks had been ordered repeatedly that it was necessary for them to comply to the commands from the City of Alabaster. They were not allowed to violate them.

As for the fellows who daringly attempted to go against these instructions, their bones had already been turned to ashes. Only their soul was left behind in the Endless Prison in the City of Alabaster, full of remorse…

Of course, there seemed to be some secret rumor going around that this situation had an some unclear connection to Lord Leylin and those three madams.

Although he was already quite convinced of it deep in his heart, it was evident that Lucca would not publicly announce it even till his death.

The vast cityscape of the City of Alabaster gradually started to appear ahead of the troop. The everlasting radiance at the top of the structures was exceptionally gorgeous and dazzling, and had an extremely special feel to it.

"Rumor has it that the City of Alabaster was established in an instant when the Lord fully put his powerful Magus abilities to use. It received blessings from the Lord himself, and now has an everlasting quality."

As he watched streams of people enter, as well as the envious and stunned expression on the face of the young lads in the troop, Lucca felt a sense of pride that couldn't be put into words.

"No matter how many times I've seen it, it's really so hard to believe!"

Lukard came to Lucca's side, his eyes filled with admiration. The ability to move mountains and suppress the seas was something that he could only look up to. Just touching the boundary of that sort of strength in his remaining years was hardly even possible.

"The city of underground commerce: Alabaster!" Lucca's voice had a rare hint of agitation in it. "When we've delivered our task, we'll be able to go home!"

"Go home! Go home!" The many youngsters cheered together.

"Bah!" At this moment, the sound of a frivolous spit could be heard amongst the cheers, and was exceptionally ear-piercing.

"Hm?!" Lucca glanced over to see where the sound came from. It was from a young Magus with a distinct aura of someone highborn. Only noble Magi or had such a special feel to them.

"I remember you! You're the first wife's son of the family we destroyed this time. You're rumoured to possess a noble bloodline, and you're the most highly-ranked slave here!"

"You bunch of damned invaders! The mighty underground Magus Alliance will not let you off!" Although there were wounds on the young Magus' face, and his body was bound by forbidden magic chains, he still raised his head stubbornly.

"The underground Magus Alliance? That disordered resistance organization?" Lucca felt like laughing, "I'm sorry, your wishes won't come true…"

"Everything is witnessed by the almighty Mother of the Abyss," The youngster was evidently very resolute. The look on his face made Lucca furrow his brows.

This sort of firm resolution was not because he was rooted to his beliefs, but stemmed from a confidence in some kind of trump card.

"Then… Can you tell me what makes you so confident in that?" Lucca asked inquisitively.

In such a circumstance, he was simply unable to see any possibility in the tables turning.

This fellow was about to sold as a slave, and would just be adopted as a boy toy at best by some highly-ranked Magus who took a fancy to his appearance and bloodline. However, Lucca didn't mind chatting with him for a while more.

"You'll see!"

The young man shot a fierce look at Lucca before looking away.

"You damned swine. Who do you think you are now? What position are you in to actually try to rebel against the reign of the Ouroboros Clan?!" Lukard shouted harshly, itching to lash him with the whip in his hand.

"Forget it, Lukard." Lucca grabbed Lukard's hand, and his voice turned gentle, which was a rare sight. He felt that he was still capable of showing mercy and compassion when dealing with this loser.

"Hmph! When we arrive at the slave market, I'll be sure to 'take good care' of you. You can spend the rest of your life rolling around in mud and becoming a lowly experimental subject and filthy animal…" Lukard gave the slave a menacing scare, making his face turn rather pale. His fist was clenched so tightly that his finger joints had turned white, yet he did not lower his head and continued to hold it high.

"This is the capital of commerce: the City of Alabaster! Remember to show your identification credentials and observe order, or you'll meet with expulsion or even be arrested!"

A few of the Magi from the City of Alabaster were on patrol around the city gate. They shouted this with the help of sound amplification spells, allowing their voices to travel far.

The many merchants and Magi roaming about seemed to be very familiar with this. They lined themselves up in a composed manner, and everything appeared neat and orderly.

"Ahem! I have some contribution points from exterminating the enemy powers, as well as these highly-ranked slaves. How much are these worth altogether?"

At this point, even the other Warlocks in the team couldn't help but beam with joy after calculating their profits.

However, strange distortions suddenly appeared in the sky in the distance. An enormous black stormcloud suddenly moved quickly across, and it had many strange skeleton runes at its centre.

"Let go of Vick!"

The angry bellow of an aged person could be clearly heard from the dark clouds, causing the area around the city gate to become chaotic. Lucca's legs also started to turn wobbly, even though his strength was at rank 3.

"This… This feeling… Rank 5 ! No! A being that's rank 6 or above! Wasn't he just from a small family? Why would they be involved with this power?"

At this moment, the young slave had gotten a pleasant surprise, and was full of smiles.

" Lord of the subsidiary clan! I'm here!" A crimson radiance emerged from the young man's body, which was evidently some sort of indication of his location.

"A subsidiary clan? Is this a conspiracy? Or a coincidence?" Lucca's thoughts were a mess.

King Arthur certainly wasn't the only Breaking Dawn contender in the first layer of the subterranean world. However, the majority of the other monsters lived in seclusion, and spent their days cooped up in their laboratories. The City of Alabaster obviously wouldn't offend them just for such insignificant benefits. Thus, both sides appeared to show restraint.

But now, a monster was clearly being dragged into the situation.

"How daring of you! You actually had the nerve to attack my affiliated clan!" Anger could clearly be felt radiating from within the black cloud.

The overbearing pressure of a solidified truesoul made all the Magi and Warlocks crouch on the ground. Only the slaves were left standing, their faces glowing with happiness.

"Haha… Haha… You lowly bloodline bastards. How dare you offend the noble young master, Vick! I will execute every single one of you! No! Before execution, I'll let you enjoy all the torturous punishments the subterranean world has to offer!" The young man laughed maniacally.

"We're done for! Unless Lord Leylin or King Arthur happens to be here, even the chief of the Lyas family cannot match up to a rank 6 being…"

Lucca's pupils shone with desperation as he watched the white arm bone reach out from the dark cloud.

"We cannot tolerate anyone violating the interests of our bloodline Warlocks!"

At this very moment, a booming voice suddenly sounded from within the City of Alabaster.

The voice was accompanied by a wave of terrifying bloodline strength. A scarlet radiance washed across the entire sky, as though it was inexhaustible and everlasting, pushing the dark cloud to a side.

"What bloodline is this? It definitely isn't the Giant Kemoyin Serpent!" A furious voice boomed from within the cloud, and there was even a hint of fear in it.

"It is I, Ouroboros! The limitless and everlasting snake: Ouroboros!" Lucca then saw the frighteningly enormous phantom of a giant snake burst out from the heart of the City of Alabaster, with a body that seemed to extend across the entire horizon.

Whether it was the gigantic body of the snake or the bizarre scales on it, it had a completely different appearance from a Giant Kemoyin Serpent. Yet, it made Lucca feel like bowing in worship.

"Is this… Is this the legendary Emperor bloodline?"

Even as a veteran Warlock of the Ouroboros Clan, it was his first time witnessing the Emperor bloodline explode firsthand.

But the familiar feeling from the bloodline and the orders originating from within his genes made Lucca bow down right away, his eyes involuntarily brimming with tears.

Having inherited Leylin's bloodline directly, the Emperor bloodline was also conferred the ability to grant these Kemoyin descendants life or death.

It was only now, after coming face to face with the might of the Emperor bloodline, did Lucca thoroughly understand the actions of the other bloodline clans.

Such an astounding bloodline was indeed worth sacrificing everything for.

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Manderhawke Plate

"How is that possible? How could the City of Alabaster have a rank 6 Magus?" A voice of denial sounded from within the dark crowd. The owner of the voice clearly did not expect this, as he thought he had already performed a detailed background check on the City of Alabaster before he dramatically knocked down their door.

However, reality slapped him in the face.

"Nothing is impossible! Watch out you old bastard, the one and only consequence for those who offend the interests of the bloodline Warlocks is death!" The monstrous Ouroboros roared with an outburst of terrifying energy. It seemed still as eternity, yet was filled with infinite kinetic energy.

Rumble!* The earth's crust shook violently, roaring. Even space itself was warped and the elements were pushed away. The only thing that came out unscathed was the City of Alabaster, which was under the protection of the Ouroboros.

Pss!* The dark cloud split open, exposing an elderly man in black robes.

"Impossible! How could a rank 6 acquire this power?" The elderly's heart was full of regret. If he was given another chance, he would never choose to be Ouroboros Clan's enemy. Sadly, he would not have the chance to do so.

"Go and repent in the astral plane!" The monstrous serpent swallowed the elder mercilessly, and a terrifying quake shot out. It took over ten minutes for the earth to settle completely.

The phantom of a mountainous infinite serpent shrank, and with a flash of light merged into the body of a teenager with black hair and eyes. These features were proof that he was a pureblood of the Ouroboros Clan.

"Master!" Lucca and Lukard greeted him respectively.

"Mm" He nodded and disappeared into the air.

"Captain, could that be…" Lukard asked Lucca with disbelief.

"If I'm not wrong, that master should be be the the son of the Monarch of Blood's first wife— Master Syre! He's actually achieved rank 6 at a few hundred years of age! The bloodline of the Master… Sigh…" Lucca looked at Lukard worriedly, and he could seen a tinge of loneliness from Lukard's eyes.

"Legend says the pure bloodline of Master Leylin comes with two forms——the first is infinity, and the second is the world! So, that Master had inherited the bloodline power of infinity?" Lukard felt a sense of desolation. Both he and Syre were about the same age, but Leylin's son's achievements seemed out of his league.

Lucca had no choice but to shout for his attention. "Let's stop thinking about that, hurry up and escort all the captives in."

"No worries, Cap. No matter what bloodline they've inherited it's good for the clan!" Lukard bowed to him with full respect, and soon started to manage the crowd.

Many of the captives were chased inside, while the arrogant teenage captive was totally dumbfounded, stuck in place. Needless to say, the fight caused a sensation. However, Syre just flew straight back into the heart of the city.

"Aunt Aegnis!" A noblewoman with elegant hair stood in the living room, the perfect image of a nobility.

"Congratulations, little Syre!" Aegnis' eyes were full of surprise as she exclaimed, "You even entered the realm of Breaking Dawn directly. Leylin's bloodline really is extraordinary… "

"This is nothing to be proud of. After all, my brothers and sisters are just as powerful." Syre smiled humbly.

"Yes, your siblings…" Aegnis had a benevolent smile on her face.

"I've still got lots of things to work on. Daniel advanced far before I did!"

"His path is already fixed, all he needs to do is to stick with the path and keep on upgrading himself. If I were to compare, your effort definitely deserves much more appreciation… " Aegnis knew very well the differences between Leylin's two bloodlines, but either once was terrifying beyond her imagination.

"Anyway, Belinda and Sophia are rather caught up in something, would you like to see them?"

Syre rejected her suggestion. "No need. Nobody will dare to take any action for at least some time now that that Magus' plot is ruined. I want to return to the surface and visit Father."

"Hmm… It's being a long time since I last met that fellow!" Aegnis sounded dissatisfied as she talked about Leylin, and Syre could only smile wryly in response to the past affairs between his elders.

……

Within a laboratory in some unknown dimensional void, Leylin opened his eyes. They seemed to flash with black lightning.

Buzz! Buzz!* Leylin's body shook, and a layer of stone came loose and fell from the surface of his clothes.

[Beep! The analysis of the World of Gods' apparatus has been completed! Time spent: 67 years and 13 months. ] The A.I.Chip's voice faithfully reminded him.

'It's been over 60 years… Together with removing memories and the preparations for the experiments, nearly 300 years have passed…' Leylin' s handsome face remained just the same as before, as though the power of time was completely lost on his body, 'However, the wait was extremely worthwhile. I managed to gather the required data.'

Leylin was deep in thought. When he swallowed Beelzebub the power of laws he'd gained had caused great agitation and chaos to his own memories. This was especially true because Beelzebub was an old freak who'd lived for an unknown length of time. His memories contained all sorts of information, including many secrets about Gods. Leylin did not want to put it to waste, hence he'd had the A.I. Chip record every single thing. It was why it took so long for him to wake up.

"However, all my efforts were worth it, I can finally start something practical!" Leylin came to a astral gate with an excited expression on his face.

This specific astral gate was incomparably enormous. On top of that, there were many strange runes on it that included Leylin's personal comprehensions of the power of laws.

"Gods!" An ancient yet dazzling light shot from Leylin's hand, merging into the huge stone gate.

Buzz! Buzz!* The entire gat shook violently, and there were even some strange energy undulations in the laboratory. With his powerful soul force, Leylin connected to the entire astral plane in a moment.

The vast sea of stars which were as old as history washed over Leylin's own soul force. This feeling was rather different than his previous experiences, if not for his near rank 7 soul force the destructive power of the astral plane would have completely erased him.

The splendid nebulae seemed to ebb and flow continuously, distorting numerous rings of stars. It was like Leylin's body was a huge black hole, engulfing everything around him.

"This kind of extreme long-distance projection serves to be a great challenge for the soul force of a Magus!" Leylin remained calm, his soul force seemingly indestructible. He sat and watched the galaxies flow away before him. Finally, after what felt like a century, his expression changed as he almost saw the end of the astral river.

"Such a special feeling…" A simple premonition had Leylin sighing with exclamation, "The Magus World and World of Gods are like oceans at opposite ends of a galaxy. No wonder those ancient Magi were still attached to this universe."

In spite of his vast database, Leylin was still awed by the marvelous scenery in front of him after the indescribable sensation faded. There was a dense crystalline wall in front of him, shimmering like a well-constructed beehive. In the astral river, it looked magnificent and infinite.

Within the crystal wall was a radiant light, the light of the Gods!

"Ugh…" Leylin's body trembled, and a phantom Targaryen appeared immediately, its slit eyes filled with desire and familiarity.

"The World of Gods! The world origin force of such a powerful foreign world would be so great… Not to mention the law of devouring originates from here…" Leylin appeared to be rather calm despite every single cell in his body longing for it. Deep in his heart, he maintained his cold determination.

"This crystal wall system… " Leylin's soul force encircled around the huge crystal wall, feeling the immeasurable depths of its power. "The culmination of the worlds origin force, and there's also the conscients of Gods there…"

Leylin's expression turned more solemn the more he sensed, "It stubbornly rejects everything from outside, and has blocked all connections from the outside world. It's as solid as steel, and just as unyielding…"

With a simple probe Leylin understood clearly that even the creator of this system couldn't destroy it, of that he was pretty sure. "It's impossible to break through such a system, the only way is to use Beelzebub's method to smuggle myself in…"

"Beelzebub only needed to leave the World of Gods, and he was a native himself. It'll be much more difficult for me. It's only expected that I had to spend 300 years of simulation to find a safe method of passing through…

"Manderhawke plate!" Layers of virtual light gathered in Leylin's palm, forming a circular disc.

On the disc were peculiar patterns, especially the huge chipped edge, and it looked like it was bitten off by some unknown creature.

In the memories of Beelzebub, this was the key to secretly pass through the crystal wall system!

"The main material plane in the World of Gods also had strong isolating power, it's hard even for the Gods to transfer their powers. It was the same for Beelzebub who was located at the ninth of hell…"

Leylin recalled this bit of information that the A.I. Chip had organised.

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Exploring the World of Gods

The path of the gods, known as the path of faith, was the foundation of the laws of the World of Gods. Whether it was gods, demons or even devils, their desire for believers and souls was frightening.

The competition on the main material plane had been fierce from the very beginning. Compared to the gods who had resources and money to spare, a devil like Beelzebub was already on the losing end and had no choice but to wrack his brain for ideas. His reputation in the main world was awful as a result.

However, this all changed one day.

Beelzebub obtained a fantastic divine device— The Manderhawke plate! He had named it himself, since he had never seen any description of this device in history, although its effects were extremely powerful.

This Manderhawke plate had the miraculous effect of reducing the suppressive effects of a world boundary.

In other words, if Beelzebub wanted to transmit his godly power to the main material plane and would normally be taxed 90% of his power, the Manderhawke plate would reduce the amount he needed to pay to 10% or even fewer.

This consumption was much cheaper and convenient for him as compared to the gods of that realm.

Because of this advantage, Beelzebub had been able to develop and flourish in the main world, gathering large amounts of the power of faith and souls, establishing his status in hell in one fell swoop.

Of course, the gods were no fools. After a period of investigation, they had banded together and complete purged of the organisation that worshipped him.

Evidently, Beelzebub who resisted the many gods alone had no choice but to get lost. Not only did all the resources he had amassed in the main material plane disappear, with only a few followers slipping past the net and on their last legs, he wasn't doing well in hell either, where he was suppressed by the other hell sovereign kings.

Thankfully, the secret of the Manderhawke Plate had not been leaked, or else there was no way he could settle this matter so easily.

Even after all this, Beelzebub was already paranoid and did not dare take any more action in the main material plane.

He, who had the Manderhawke Plate, set his sights on areas outside the World of Gods.

In the limitless astral plane, there were many intellectual beings. The power of faith they could generate was a huge temptation for him, and it was even better because no gods or other enemies could notice this!

After a period of experiments, Beelzebub succeeded.

Of course, after that, he had been unlucky enough to meet Leylin. His main body was probably grievously injured and now in a deep sleep, and he could even die if he was unlucky. After all, hell was not a peaceful place.

"The power to extinguish the barriers between worlds…" The glowing disc arrived at the periphery of the crystal wall, where numerous runes were flickering. It seemed to attract some existence within the wall, which made the area surrounding the wall soften. This made Leylin wonder if this situation would spread to the rest of the wall.

"No! This isn't from a flaw in the laws. This was a way out left behind from the very beginning, set up during the design process…" With Leylin's foresight, he immediately saw how extraordinary the Manderhawke plate was.

"Based on Beelzebub's thoughts, the Manderhawke plate could very well be an imitation of the most powerful deity device in the World of Gods, the Clay Plate of Destiny. This is very possible. Perhaps this plate might even be a part of the Clay Plate of Destiny…" Leylin's eyes burned with fervour.

What he had in his hands was obviously not the real Manderhawke plate, or else he would long have been able to enter the World of Gods. Why would he have needed to go through all this trouble?

The shining plate in Leylin's hands was merely a specific device made by the A.I. Chip from Beelzebub's memories, as well as the precise calculations down with knowledge on the equipment of the World of Gods.

With data from experiments on the real thing, as well as long periods of observing and doing research to imitate it, Leylin had great confidence in this imitation.

Things were as expected. Under the rays of the fake Manderhawke Plate, the region of the crystal wall here was already beginning to melt, revealing a large passageway.

"It was this easy?"

Leylin furrowed his brows, but still separated a thread of a soul seed, which disappeared into the pathway.

"Get lost!" The moment the soul seed touched the crystal wall, a terrifying voice sounded, bringing with it a powerful isolating conscient.

Pu!* The seed was immediately annihilated, and even the Manderhawke Plate was floating unsteadily.

"Has the World Will of the World of Gods awoken? No, this is just its subconscious mind! This extent is just…"

Instantly, Leylin knew what had happened. This was an instinctive reaction of the crystal wall, which repelled souls like Leylin who tried to enter. His different type of soul force was immediately discovered, without leaving any room for doubt.

"You're the one who should scram! You're just a sleeping subconscious will. Scram!" Two streaks of black lightning shot out from Leylin's eyes, his black hair flying while he looked to have turned into an ancient demon.

"Hss…" The tremendous body of a Targaryen emerged behind Leylin, its energy undulations and rank 7 will resisting the crystal wall.

Buzz Buzz!* At this moment, the Manderhawke Plate in Leylin's hands flashed and completely enveloped the entire area, not allowing any information to be transmitted.

Near rank 7 power was something that even the wills of small worlds could only somewhat resist. While the World of Gods was incomparably powerful, it was still slumbering, and there was only a small region resisting. It had not activated its full force and the Manderhawke Plate had even removed a portion of its sensing abilities, so therefore it was at its weakest.

Pak!* In that moment, a surge of powerful emotions disappeared, revealing a small space.

"Now's the time!" Leylin's eyes flashed, and numerous soul seeds separated and disappeared into the crystal wall.

Boom!* Practically the very moment the soul seeds disappeared into the pathway, the entire Manderhawke Plate crumbled into powder. Leylin was sent flying backwards, numerous terrifying wounds already appearing on his body as he turned pale.

Fresh blood spurted everywhere, but it returned to Leylin's body at an even faster rate, as if his body had become a huge magnet. The terrifying injuries disappeared in an instant, though Leylin's face was still obviously pale.

"Just the backlash from a small portion of the crystal wall reduced me to this state, despite the protection of the Manderhawke Plate…" Leylin's eyes were filled with admiration. He had not attacked the wall forcefully before, or else he would have met the counterattack of the crystal wall and fury of the gods, which would have turned him into ashes in an instant.

This sort of powerful ability not only failed to make Leylin afraid, but it left him longing to best it.

However, Leylin's sighs of admiration disappeared in an instant. He was now putting effort into maintaining the connection with his soul, and the terrifying consumption continued.

Unlike separated truesouls, one couldn't sever the support to a soul seed if they wished to maintain it. Even for an existence like Leylin, the consumption from behind the barrier in the World of Gods was astonishing even though things had happened only for a short moment.

The A.I. Chip was now quickly recording. The process of traversing through the crystal wall was not smooth, and soon information on the soul seeds being annihilated was transmitted.

[Soul seed #1 extinguished.] [Soul seed #2 extinguished. Estimated time that host can maintain support: 31h 24min 12s.]

However, this lessened the consumption on his end, allowing Leylin to go on for longer.

Swish!* An orange meteor streaked through the night skies, descending in a dark forest.

"This is… the World of Gods?" Leylin's soul seed scanned the surroundings. It was a dark forest, and his blaming flames had already caused the area arounding him to be charred, creating an empty area there.

"An enormous malicious intent, as well as these laws!" Leylin's soul seed did all it could to gather data, "The terrifying World Will of the World of Gods might only be suppressing me unconsciously, but that's enough to suppress the range of the soul force's scanning to within 10 metres… On top of that, these limitations on otherworldly power…"

Leylin could clearly sense that this was an exceptionally strict world, with extremely powerful limitations on otherworldly strength. Even if Morning Star Magi came here, they would not possess powerful strength, and it was impossible for them to do what they could in the Magus World.

'The energy particles are very stable here and easy to manipulate… The exemplaries of this world must find it hard to break through individually. The norm should be to work in groups, ten adventurers in a group would be a good arrangement… Even if my main body comes, I'd probably be suppressed by one to two ranks and only be able to exhibit strength of Morning Star or Radiant Moon… Under such stringent conditions, how terrifying would the gods who have been able to break through be?'

At this point, Leylin suddenly found that he had underestimated the gods.

Their strength far exceeded his expectations, especially since he was being suppressed by such a large degree.

"Ovanna, look! Is that a meteor? It landed in the forest!"

In a little village by the forest, a little boy with some freckles on his nose glanced at the sky, suddenly speaking to the pig-tailed girl beside him, "I've made a decision. I'm going to look for it!"

"Tiff, have you gone mad? The priest has already said that a meteor is a bad omen!" Ovanna glanced her friend in worry.

"Priest…" Ovanna's eyes showed her fear. "That's true! Then I'm not going!"

The meteor from before had evidently brought a large change to the village. Many adults gathered, looking worried, and all began to pray nearby a little altar in the village.

Ovanna and Tiff quickly separated, but what the young girl did not notice was that after parting ways, Tiff ran outside the village, an excited look in his eyes.

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Tiff

"A meteor shower signifies the fall of a powerful being…" Tiff's eyes glinted, "Though it represents something ominous, I don't really care. Such a great opportunity is hard to come by! In no time at all, this area will be crowded with adventurers. I have to be the first to get the good stuff… who knows, I might walk the path of an adventurer and become a respected noble!"

From the perspective of a young child, those adventurers who passed by the village once in a while wearing their armour were amazing and powerful. The knights nearby were even more more of a big deal.

"If there's another legendary item…" Tiff's eyes were shining, and some saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth.

"Don't those wandering bards always talk about these in their stories? While the heroes are young, they'll pick up some deity device by chance and thus walk the path of destiny. That's so cool…" With his reverence towards heroes, Tiff gathered his courage and entered the dense forest.

At this moment, Leylin's soul seed was in huge trouble.

"Damn it! With this rate of consumption as well as the restrictions on otherworldly power!"

Leylin found himself completely immobile, and his remaining soul force was quickly being depleted by the pressure from the enormous pressure of the world.

"No! A naked soul seed completely bared is just too weak. I need to find a body to rest on!"

Leylin's soul force was constantly being depleted, and all the items within ten metres entered his sight, but were all denied.

"No living beings! These plants won't work because they're too weak. The rocks are alright, but if I can't find a substitute item…"

Near the end, Leylin's soul seed finally found an item that he was somewhat satisfied with.

This was a rusty and mottled broken sword that had been buried here for years. It was concealed by the rotten soil, and Leylin's appearance would allow it to see the light of day once more.

"Soul attachment!"

A thread of dark red luster flashed on the blade of the sword, and Leylin's soul seed disappeared.

After entering the broken sword, Leylin was delighted to find that the consumption on his end had lessned, though it was still terrifying.

Meanwhile, a feeling of weakness was transmitted from within Leylin's soul seed.

"Just the movement of my soul used up most of my reserves. At this rate, even with support from my main body, I won't last even a few days. I need to find a way to replenish it or gather some data…"

With the World of Gods' powerful wall as an obstruction, the support from Leylin's body would have to go through the barrier, which meant the consumption was tremendous. Even Leylin's main body could not last so long.

Once the main body recalled the energy he was providing, the soul seed would automatically be destroyed.

[Beep! Gathering data on air and elemental particles. Attempting to analyse world law. Recalculating physical constants.]

At this moment, the A.I. Chip was constantly scanning the surroundings, sending over the most precious firsthand information back.

"Even the rules are different. With the malicious intent and suppression from worlds like these, I'd be unable to display too exceptional strength even if my main body were to go over. All spell models must be modified."

Leylin looked solemn. Immediately after, external soul strength immediately sensed the approach of another life form.

"Hm?!"

In the senses of his soul force, the area around him in the forest was rustling. Following which, a boy with a head of fiery-red hair made his way in from the grass.

He wore linen clothing that looked tattered and had traces of being mended, showing that his family situation was not very good.

In his eyes, Leylin saw fear and anticipation.

"Is this an intellectual lifeform of this world? It's the same as in Beezlebub's memories and no different from ordinary humans!"

With Beezlebub's memory database, Leylin was not completely clueless about the World of Gods.

"From his appearance, he should be a child from a village nearby, or… I could make use of him. It's not bad to gather intel on the lowest level of the social hierarchy and the format of their organisations."

At this thought, Leylin immediately decided o his actions.

"This should be where the meteor landed… Hic…"

It was already night. The cool moonlight fell through the treetops, and the dark forest was whistling with cold winds. The temperature had evidently fallen quite a bit, and Tiff could not help but wrap his arms around himself.

The fear of the future as well as the dark surroundings in the forest left him fearful.

Bugu!* *Bugu!*

Two bird calls were heard from the treetops, immediately causing Tiff to jump like a cat that had its tail stepped on. "Who is it! Who's there!"

The youngster's sharp voice pierced through the skies, alarming a few black birds.

The sound of flapping wings was heard, followed by dark figures that disappeared into the skies.

"Hah…" Tiff found that his heart was beating as hard as it ever could, to the point that it might even jump out from his throat.

"Mighty goddess of the spring waters, please bless me! Let me complete this expedition and find those hidden treasures! Tiff swears that he will go to your church and make contributions later…"

Tiff's hands were now clasped together as he prayed. He believed in the goddess of the spring waters, which was the main religion of the village. Though she was a new god and lacked much strength, it was for this reason that she was very generous to her followers, and therefore the prime selection for the peasants in poverty-stricken areas.

After praying, nothing happened, but Tiff was now more courageous.

His hands were shaking slightly as he pushed the grass aside, but his footsteps were firm as he headed to the empty land.

"Nothing… there's nothing at all other than a huge charred pit!"

After noticing this, Tiff obviously looked disappointed. Unwilling to admit failure, he rummaged through the area, still mumbling, "How can there be nothing? Where's the legendary weapon? Magic item? Oh gods, even a few golds are enough…"

"Yet another fool ruled by greed!" Leylin's soul seed watched on and judged disdainfully.

"But I can make use of that!"

With this thought, threads of light shone from the sides of the broken sword, exceptionally obvious in the pitch-black night.

"Damn it! The amount of energy here is enough to use a Morning Star spell in the Magus World, yet it only produces dim rays of light here…"

As he compared the rules of the two worlds as well as the consumption from using spells, Leylin's heart sunk.

With this consumption, the soul seed would not be able to cause any fatal damage to this lifeform even with Leylin's main body supporting energy.

"With the reserves of my soul force, I can't even use the most fundamental Intellectual Lifeform Bewitchment! However, metallic items are still quite valuable here. Especially for a boy full of fantasies, a broken blade can still attract his attention…"

Leylin judged.

As expected, after noticing the light, Tiff's eyes brightened as he arrived before the broken blade from before.

He expended much effort, pushing aside the soil and rocks and used his filthy hands to run his hands over the blade, allowing it to see the light of day again.

"The rays seemed to have been produced from this sword…" Tiff was rather confident of this, but as he observed the rusted sword as well as the signs of corrosion on the hilt, he was less sure now.

However, even if this broken sword wasn't any magic arTiffct, it was still very attractive to Tiff.

After all, boys had a passion for weapons from the depths of their heart, especially for boys like Tiff who had many fantasies.

"Mm! Blacksmith Uncle Glan could buy it. This is worth at least three coppers! No, five!"

Tiff held this broken sword in satisfaction, the heaviness making him feel extremely pleased.

The sword with only half its original length was much lighter, but Tiff's attempts at a few moves still failed.

"Mm! I've made my decision. Even if Uncle Glan gives me five coppers, I won't sell this!"

Tiff nodded surely and kept his spoils well, humming nursery rhymes as he returned near the village.

Of course, the price of exploring on his own was being taught a lesson by his father, and he was also given a stern warning not enter the forest again.

Tiff did not care about this at all. While his ass was smarting with pain, he cleverly kept the spoils from his adventure amongst some firewood. If not, he knew very well that his father would definitely sell off this sword and turn it into a few cups of cheap rum mixed with water, pouring into his stomach and completely disappearing.

This was the key to Tiff's life as an adventurer! How could it be squandered away so easily? This couldn't be allowed, even if it was for his father's sake! The boy made his decision.

With this thought in mind, the boy contentedly entered dreamland while daydreaming about being an adventurer and hero, while the surging darkness in the outside world never once stopped.

"With orders by the mighty oracle, purge this place of heresy!"

At some point, a group of knights had already encircled the village.

Their metallic armour as well as the runes unique to a church was intimidating.

This was the church of a god, and was also the army of the church! It represented a god's will and was not to be disobeyed!

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Encirclement and Repentance

"The oracle said this place has been polluted by a foreign force. A purge is necessary!" At the middle of the group of knights was an old man wearing the attire of a bishop, looking devout and pious. He seemed extremely stern.

"Lord Bishop, we have completely surrounded the area!" A knight reported respectfully after urging his horse over. He was chiseled, his features as sharp as a knife.

"Good! Divine corps, be prepared to coordinate with each other. Don't let even a single heretic escape!" The bishop waved his hand. Numerous youthful and resolute priests dressed in white ceremonial clothing followed behind him, followed by the groups of knights in an orderly manner.

A serious crisis immediately enveloped the little town, but the residents did not notice at all.

"Hm? An exemplary polluted by the power of other laws…" Though his detection abilities were largely limited, Leylin still sensed the people surrounding the village. It was a pity that there was nothing he could do. In his current state, he needed Tiff's help just to get out of the forest. There was no way to break through this besiegement.

"The surveillance by the gods is extremely strict!" Leylin exclaimed in admiration. He'd noticed the altar when he'd first entered the village, as well as the laws it emitted.

Of course, there were some differences between the laws here and those of beings from other worlds. Perhaps a more appropriate name for it would be divine force.

With the protection of divine force, the whole village was akin to a domain. Though the effects were extremely weak compared to a real domain, they had similar characteristics.

"A foreign being like me would be discovered the moment I enter the domain!"

Leylin sighed, "Unless I find an area where the truly faithless gather or evade places with altars or shrines, there's nowhere for me to hide when I'm in this form… It's a pity that it's impossible…"

In Beezlebub's memories, practically all intellectual beings of the World of Gods had faith in various gods.

Here, being faithless was very frightening. Even those followers of another religion or those who had faith in the devils were treated better than the faithless.

It was rumoured that after death, the souls of the faithless were not accepted by any gods, and could only howl and wail as they were crucified while alive.

"Faith in the gods spreads like numerous nodes throughout the World of Gods. Each follower's soul will be branded by the gods!"

Here, massacres were obviously not forbidden. However, all research done on souls were seen as a blasphemy to the gods, and those discovered doing so would be burnt at the stake.

It was fine to kill the followers of the gods, but if he tried to influence their souls in the slightest degree, the gods would notice in an instant.

The fury of having one's child touched by someone else was definitely enough to induce fury from the gods.

"The souls of priests, deity officials, devout followers and sacred warriors must definitely not be touched, or else their god will be provoked and surely won't take this lying down!"

This was the most important lesson Leylin had learnt from Beezlebub's memories.

"In other words, in the World of Gods, it's impossible to massacre and devour souls in order to quickly regain strength. If I do that, there'd be something like a tracker on me, and I'd be discovered by the gods no matter where I go. Of course, in a foreign world, my soul strength isn't much. I won't be able to escape…"

After determining the situation, Leylin strangely felt relaxed.

He was only a soul seed at this point, and it being exterminated would not really affect the main body much. He could make use of this opportunity to gather more data.

"Come at me, sacrificers to the gods!"

A streak of dark red flashed from the broken sword, with a bloodthirsty radiance.

……

The sounds of the neighing of horses, high-pitched roars, the blood-curdling screams and profound pleas for help.

Tiff used the back of his hand which was cleaner and rubbed his eyes, and then yawned.

He, who had been awakened by the sounds, saw the fire outside his window. The trotting of horses, the slamming of doors and shouts lingered by his ear like the mumbles of a devil.

"What's going on? Is this a nightmare?" Tiff's mind was in a state of confusion, unable to react to what was going on.

"What did you come out for? Get back in there!" After Tiff left the room, he was immediately pushed roughly back in.

On his father's face was a grimness and solemness that Tiff had never witnessed before.

But before he could obediently return to his room, a tall, handsome steed rammed into his garden.

Mounting the horse was a knight wearing steel armour. The luxurious armour made out of steel rendered Tiff speechless, for this usually belonged to lords who were knights or some family heirloom belonging to nobility, such as barons.

Even the baron who was closest to this area might not have goods of such quality.

Tiff's eyes were full of fear and envy. Meanwhile, he also noticed a crest on the armour— this was the crest of the Spring Water Goddess!"

"It's the holy knights of the Spring Water Goddess! What are they doing here?"

It had to be said that these holy knights used to be Tiff's idols, but what they were doing now was just destroying his dreams.

"Esteemed lord, may I know…"

Tiff's father gathered his courage and approached the knight. Before he could finish his sentence, however, he was ruthlessly sent flying and crashed to the ground.

"I'm only saying this once. All residents are to gather at the altar. Everyone!"

The knight burst through Tiff's front door, and what followed was the sound of trunks and boxes being rummaged through. Tiff's mother, brothers and sisters were chased out.

Following his father and the rest of his family, Tiff left through the front door and headed to the heart of the village to gather.

It was only at this point that Tiff noticed, stunned, that the other villagers had been expelled from their homes and, like flowed like a stream to converge at the center of the village.

"What– What's going on?" Tiff still had no idea of what exactly was happening. All he knew was that his mother had a tight hold on his hand, to the point that it was painful.

In front of him was his father, whose expression was dark and full of uneasiness.

Even when the famine had happened for the past few years, and when the tax officers had come to the village, Tiff had not seen such an expression on his father's face before.

The many villagers gathered like herded sheep. The knights raised their torches and surrounded them, shining brightly in the night sky.

Around the knights were also many priests.

Their clothes were even more extravagant than the priest he had seen previously in the village. To make it simple, all of them must be amazing people.

"Cough cough… cough cough…" The solemn atmosphere as well as the arrival of the deity officials and knights caused Tiff to begin to feel fear, though he had no reason why.

"Lord bishop, all the villagers have gathered. This is the village chief."

A knight with golden patterns on his armour tossed an old man who was trembling hard before the bishop.

"Lord bishop, our Kahn Village has always been piously worshipping the Spring Water Goddess and never dared go against her!"

From Tiff's perspective, this village chief who was usually very capable was like a baby here, weeping and sniffing in front of the old bishop.

"The god has taught us to treat every follower with love!"

The old bishop kindly helped the village chief up and even bent to his knees to help brush off the soil, immediately giving rise to feelings of gratitude from the chief.

"The reason I'm here is because I was instructed by the god to purge this area of foreign forces."

After the chief calmed down, the bishop expressed his purpose in coming here.

For some reason, Tiff saw his father's body swaying and almost crumpling to the ground. Even his mother was beginning to sob quietly, and the surrounding villagers looked as if the world was ending.

It was only a long time later that Tiff knew that the gods were very brutal when it came to dealing with foreign forces. Even the commoners in the area that were affected had terrible, miserable conclusions to their lives.

Of course, he was a mere child now. All he knew was that after the bishop who seemed very influential spoke, the many villagers, including the chief himself, went limp and fell to the ground, unable to even plead.

"Oh mighty Spring Water Goddess, your humble servants piously offer sacrifices to you. Please open your godly eyes and differentiate the foreign force here!"

In front of the altar in the little village, the bishop devoutly prayed. Immediately after, milky-white rays of light surged from the altar, bringing with it a holy, clean luster.

"Come here one by one so we can separate you. The god will not misidentify anyone."

The old bishop announced. Immediately after, those knights began to grab hold of the villages, pressing them down under the altar and forcing them to kneel and repent.

The villagers were forced to go through with this ceremony under the altar one after another, and the rays of light on the altar stayed white.

"Next!" The old bishop looked ruthless, as if nothing in the world was worth him frowning or hesitating over. The holy knights were like demons, only knowing to complete their tasks robotically.

Finally, it was Tiff's family's turn.

First was his father and sister, and then Tiff.

Tiff knelt on the cool ground, feeling very uncomfortable.

"Quick, repent!" A tremendous force could be felt on his back, and he had no choice but to bend down.

"Mighty Spring Water Goddess, Bynx, you are the god of all spring waters, and also the stars in the sky, the one who loves us like a mother. I confess to you…"

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Eruption

Tiff was muddle-headed as he prayed, but he'd already performed this ceremony of repentance in the past. Even if he stammered over his words, there were generally no mistakes.

"It can't be!" "We've found it!"

However, Tiff found that the aura in his surroundings had changed afterwards. The gazes gathered on him were like those of wolves, causing every hair on his body to stand on end in his nervousness.

"What's going on?" Tiff raised his head, stunned. He immediately saw that the milky white lights from the altar had turned a demonic dark red.

"Foreign force!" Tiff felt his neck being grasped, and his entire body was yanked into the air.

The old bishop in front of him now looked incomparably sinister. He could faintly see his father wailing before he was struck to the ground. Now even the villagers isolated his family members, keeping away from them like they had the plague.

"No! Once more, please try it once more! My Tiff definitely would not blaspheme against the goddess!" The cries lingered in Tiff's ears, but the grasp on his neck was becoming increasingly tight, to the point that he was feeling suffocated.

At this moment, the palm released its hold on him, and long-awaited fresh air poured into his windpipe. Tears and mucus flowed out of him. "Say it, Heretic! How did you go against the teachings of the goddess?"

Thee bishop's brows furrowed slightly at the sight of this heretic.

This heretic's strength was much too weak and was incomparable to the powerful blasphemers from before. Such a small threat would not have warranted the goddess descending and commanding them to act.

"Truth spell!" A dot of golden light flew from the bishop's hands, disappearing into Tiff's forehead.

Following which, Tiff found his mouth beginning to move involuntarily, answering all of the bishop's questions.

Tiff's life had been very normal to the point that it was boring. When he was asked about the exploration earlier in the day, the bishop's breathing evidently became rougher.

"Quick, surround the kitchen at the back of this home!"

A tremendous force flew out, and Tiff felt like his body was floating high up in the clouds before falling into a gigantic iron hoop, making his whole body ache everywhere.

With the escort of many soldiers, Tiff and his family members arrived in front of their house.

Immediately after, waves of knights rushed forward as if meeting with some great enemy, finding a mottled iron sword.

"Lord bishop!" The leading knight respectfully offered up the sword with both hands.

The powerful, sinister strength from the iron sword caused the bishop to frown, "A demonic item, or a temptation from the devils? Even appraisal techniques are useless on it."

Though he had no idea what the characteristics of this item was, the bishop had already decided what would be his current target.

"If I purify this item, the favour and care I get from the goddess should be able to raise my ranking as a priest by a whole grade, right?"

The bishop's eyes showed how bewitched he was by this notion before he repented piously, "Oh mighty Spring Water Goddess, please forgive your servant for his greed…"

For some reason, there were no strange changes to the iron sword that Leylin's soul seed was residing in. It docilely allowed the bishop to add all sorts of seals to it, and with numerous knights escorting it, they arrived at the altar in the village.

"This child's soul has already been polluted by the power of the foreign force…"

The bishop stood before the altar, stating his final judgment on Tiff.

"Burn him to death!" "Burn him to death!" "Burn him to death!" Before Tiff could react, the many villagers began to howl maliciously.

Such a zealous atmosphere and the large difference from what Tiff was used to seeing caused him to break out in tears.

Even his family were bound by the infuriated villagers on wooden crosses that had been made on the spot.

Tiff had a very bad of feeling of what was going to happen.

"No! Please forgive them. I… I did nothing! I only brought an iron sword back. I'm willing to repent for that!"

Tiff wailed and pleaded for the last time, "For the goddess' sake, you can punish me, but please let my family off!"

"The family of the heretic must also be purified!"

What answered him was the bishop's grave expression.

Immediately after, amidst large amounts of flames and the cries of children, Tiff fainted in his fear.

"Mighty goddess, your servant piously invites you to descend…"

After burning Tiff's family at the stake, the bishop began to pray in front of the altar devoutly with his other sacrifices.

As the chief offender, Tiff and that iron sword contaminated by evil needed to be personally dealt with by the goddess herself.

"Hm… is this the path of faith?"

The soul seed in the iron sword was watching all that the bishop was doing, "Using religious ceremonies to spread fanatic behaviour, while gathering the extreme emotions and soul force emanated from the followers…"

Leylin calmly analysed.

In his current state, he basically could not resist at all. Hence, he placed all his effort on gathering intel.

Through this period of observation, the details on the surface of the World of Gods were shown in front of him, clearer than Beelzebub's memories.

"First is the surroundings. Otherworldly power is limited to a very harsh degree. The regular beings here, with even the most common peasant, has a body that surpasses that of regular people in the Magus World by a huge degree, and even by several times. And then, we have the priests and knights here…"

Leylin could clearly sense the strength of another existence's laws from the priests.

Though this path was very similar to Purgatory World's parth of offerings, there were still differences.

The chief difference was that the usage of the power of faith was very wide-ranging. Just the slight disturbance he had caused had allowed Leylin to see so many of these so-called priests.

The number of people here were obviously gathered only from the surrounding regions.

If power was to be poured into all of the priests there were, the many dignitaries of Purgatory World would go bankrupt, and yet it was a simple matter for the gods here.

Furthermore, there were differences when compared with the trade of equivalent exchange of the path of offerings. The Sacrificers here all thought themselves to be the servants of the gods and believed they had very low statuses.

This situation aroused Leylin's interest, urging him to find out more.

"Furthermore… as there are too many, the gods can't focus on every single one of their followers, unless they are invited to do so or if there are blasphemous souls…"

Leylin watched the bishop that began to pray, the feeling of an existence of laws descending beginning to tingle in the area.

"I need to do something!"

He made his decision, and then placed his focus on Tiff.

Leylin, whose body was now but a broken sword, had no way to resist. He needed some sort of medium.

Come to think of it, this guy was rather suitable.

Blood and fire! And then there were the malicious smiles from the villagers, knights and priest… This was what Tiff saw in his dreams.

The heavy feeling of being suppressed was like a huge mountain, destroying this child's soul.

In this situation, manipulating Tiff was just too easy for Leylin.

"Hey kid, do you want to take revenge?"

Many flames shot out all of a sudden, converging into a huge face that stared at Tiff.

"Of course! No matter what you are, whether a demon or devil, it's fine even if you want my soul. Please give me the strength to take revenge!"

Tiff began to weep in his dreams as he knelt.

"How astute. I like it!" The flaming human face smiled evilly, turning into a gigantic blazing winged serpent that disappeared into Tiff's body.

"Remember. My godly name is Kukulkan— the feathered serpent Kukulkan! Your soul, flesh and everything shall, from hereon, belong to me!"

A voice sounded in Tiff's mind, and immediately after, he felt as if his body was lit with flames, and felt like it was burning.

"What's going on?" "This kid's body is burning!"

The clamour around him caused Tiff to open his eyes once more, but the charred crosses not too far away only resulted in tears of disappointment.

The boiling hot feeling did not dissipate as Tiff stared at his palm. This was no longer like a human. Strangely enough, there were scales with flames around, looking like a palm of vengeance that had come straight from hell!

"So… it wasn't a dream!" Tiff mumbled.

At this moment, the bishop and knights were startled by Tiff's appearance. From their point of view, he had suddenly been enveloped by a layer of fire, turning into some demonic thing that had come from hell.

"Kill him!" Holy radiance flickered from the bodies of a few knights as they brandished their large swords and charged towards him.

"Ah…" Tiff yelled, and the seals on the broken sword that Leylin had attached himself to crumbled, and then fell into his hands.

"Die!" The broken sword slashed and created a few mysterious red streaks. Immediately after, the knights' bodies fissured, with blood and innards flying everywhere alongside the horrified cries of the villagers.

As if there was a limitless amount of strength being poured into from the hilt of the broken sword, Tiff was like a death god as he reaped the lives of the surrounding knights.

"His life rays have gotten more powerful. He's at least comparable to a level 15 officer!"

"Goddess Bynx, how is this possible?"

"Goddess, please bless us!" The many knights and deity officials yelled in fury.

However, Tiff cared nothing at all for things like this. His mind had already been filled with the thirst for revenge.

One after another, the enemies were destroyed under his bloody red field of vision, which then focused on the bishop.

"Mm! Let's end this with a final experiment. Innate ability: Devour!"

With Leylin's will, Tiff's arm grabbed onto the bishop's shoulders.

Following which, his flesh began to melt at a visible rate.

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A Call From Dreamscape

"The goddess… will not let you off!" The bishop said as he put up his final struggle. His face was filled with the fanatic expression of someone who had died for a good cause.

Leylin simply did not give a hoot about all of this. "Well! The transformation efficiency of his flesh is not bad. His divine force is also rather decent. Next up… the soul, the most important part!"

However, when the broken sword came into contact with the bishop's soul, the situation changed drastically!

"You… You actually have the cheek to profane my soul?" The excruciating pain from somewhere deep within his soul made the bishop come to his senses. A mix of despair and resolution surfaced on his face, "Almighty goddess! Your devotee sincerely offers his own life, and longs for your arrival! Divine art— Deity's Descent!"

The powerful counter-attack made Tiff take many steps back in succession. The summoning ceremony that had been interrupted resumed, now moving very quickly. After all, the bishop had been working himself before but now the goddess only needed to take the initiative to descend.

"Indeed… The soul of a devotee is a forbidden zone." Leylin gave a forced laugh, and immediately sent a command to Tiff's brain, telling him to go far away and leave the iron sword with the soul seed behind.

'My power has almost been used up. Leaving now is useless, so I might as well contribute whatever strength I have left!' The broken sword suddenly turned scarlet. Molten iron started to dissolve and finally formed the outline of a humongous devil.

The badly damaged demonic wings, gigantic compound eyes, the devilish hand which had six fingers on it, and even the law of gluttony it grasped was all identical to the Sovereign King of Gluttony.

"After all, I also control Beelzebub's power of gluttony. Passing off as him will be far too easy…"

Leylin took control over the body of devil and looked over at the bishop in front of him — just that he was now lifeless. Yet, his body floated eerily in midair.

A powerful conscient was being implanted in the bishop's body, filling him with some sort of divine sensation.

Soon after, Leylin saw a pair of golden pupils.

"Now!"

Leylin did not dare to actually meet the other party face-to-face, or his flaws would definitely be seen. At the very moment when the Spring Water Goddess descended, he suddenly manipulated the body of the devil to explode spontaneously!

Boom boom!!* The scorching flames, along with the power of laws, completely wiped this tiny village from existence.

Even the residents in the neighbouring towns could see the orange sky in the distance.

In the entire Kahn Village, not a single soul survived except for Tiff.

This incident was determined to be caused by the invasion of a devil. Through facilitation by the Spring Water Goddess Church, a new round of exercises took place across the entire central continent to root out heresies.

Of course, all of this didn't have any relation to Leylin.

Crash!* The huge door of the astral gate disintegrated inch by inch. Leylin sat on the ground, his face as white as a sheet.

Weakness spread across every part of his body. Ever since he had transformed into a laws being, such a feeling was already very rare.

"The World of Gods is indeed incomparably powerful. A mere force that wouldn't even be able to support the soul for a day almost led to excessive depletion, and endangered my origin!" Leylin smiled bitterly.

"Moreover, this experiment has proven that any other force is extremely conspicuous in the World of Gods. It simply cannot be concealed, and the consumption is way too high, which is disproportionate to the benefits…"

There was a profound look in Leylin's eyes.

'The suppression and hostility in the World of Gods is something that even I am incapable of resisting against in my current state. In that case, it seems that the best method at present would be to walk the old path.'

After this experiment, Leylin had already made up his mind.

In the World of Gods, it was necessary to adopt a brand new format, which would be different from his former expeditions in the other worlds.

"I'll make my moves through an independently acting body, and he cannot receive any kind of power from the host body. Also, it's necessary for him to grow entirely based on the laws of the World of Gods."

Leylin stroked his chin.

"When he matures to a certain level, at least rank 7, then we can coordinate and work together to break through the crystal wall shackles."

"If we're going to do this, the Truesoul Splitting Technique that Melinda provided previously still needs to be improved on. Additionally, the method to maintain control over the body must be experimented as soon as possible."

A multitude of ideas emerged from Leylin's mind, and was arranged according to the level of importance.

Only when all of this was complete and the experimental data fully recorded did Leylin then step into the outside world.

"Yes!" Leylin shut his eyes and immediately knew of Syre's breakthrough using the sensing abilities of his bloodline origin.

"He's already advanced to rank 6? The limitless and everlasting power of Ouroboros seems to be highly compatible with Syre!"

Although his pace was slower than the eldest son Daniel, Leylin was extremely satisfied.

Both of his children that branched out from his bloodline had grown healthily, and even had a strong grip on the other Warlock families in the Magus World.

It was a pity that such lightning-speed advancements were only possible before these two bloodlines reached rank 6. When they attain the comprehension of laws, they would definitely meet with a bottleneck of greater difficulty.

Leylin knew this as clear as day.

"However, Daniel and Syre haven't made any achievements in the comprehension of laws, and are currently only equivalent to newly promoted rank 6 Magi. But with the additive effect of the bloodlines, their true combat abilities shouldn't be inferior to Magi like the Flame Monarch. I'll be able to execute my plan with ease."

Under the protection of the two rank 6 Warlocks Daniel and Syre, the Ouroboros Clan no longer feared clashing against others in most ordinary situations.

The remaining beings of laws naturally wouldn't provoke them as well, out of respect for Leylin.

After all, even the current Ouroboros Clan was just like a child's plaything in their eyes.

With such assurances, Leylin could finally let go of the Ouroboros Clan completely and concentrate on his own matters.

"A.I. Chip, show my current statistics." Leylin commanded.

[Leylin Farlier, rank 6 bloodline Warlock: Targaryen (rank 6). Strength: 185.64. Agility: 133.21. Vitality: 263.11. Spirit: 469.77. State of soul: peak of Breaking Dawn. Comprehension of laws: 99% engulfed. Host body has already been saturated with the original power of the Magus World, and is unable to be raised further.]

The A.I. Chip gathered and displayed Leylin's latest data.

"Indeed! The original power of the Magus World is now ineffective to me. Unless… I advance once more?"

Leylin's gaze seemed to shine brightly.

Within the past 300 years or so, he had three opportunities to enter the underground world to absorb the original power of the world and the comprehension of laws. It was a pity that no matter how astonishing his combat abilities were, which were even level to average law beings, he had no way of changing the fact that he was still at rank 6.

In comparison to the real laws beings, his current capacity was like a small cup, which had already been filled to the brim with the original power of the world.

If he wanted to continue absorbing the original power of the world, the only path he could take would be to advance to rank 7.

"In fact, the rank 7 realm has already been completely laid out in front of me. I just need to get rid of Beelzebub and wrest control of the last bit of his power of laws!"

Leylin's eyes seemed to be ablaze with excitement.

The repeated absorptions of origin power and comprehension of laws made him gain a greater understanding of the Magus path. It even allowed him to plan which direction to take in the future to a certain extent.

All of this had to be realised in the World of the Gods.

"Hmm?! Syre is requesting to communicate with me. Is it about the secret snake den? Forget it! I'll let him take full responsibility for it, he doesn't have to report to me."

Leylin then spent the next few moments casually dealing with the work that he had accumulated.

The secret snake den was in actual fact a pocket dimension that Leylin had constructed himself. It mimicked the same method that the Snake Dowager had used for the Serpentes Plains, and many different highly-skilled snake species were bred there.

Among them, it was only natural that the Kemoyin Serpent descendants were the most common. The bloodlines of the Alabaster Devilsnake and the Three-Headed Python, as well as a small amount of the Targaryen bloodlines also circulated among the snakes.

Through gradually reproducing over a long period of time, the secret snake den had turned into a paradise for highly-skilled snake species. A few variations had also appeared in some specimens.

Of course, this was still a far cry from the standard that Leylin expected.

However, that didn't matter. With his current life expectancy, he absolutely had the patience to continue waiting.

"Although the probability of success of such experiments in variation is almost insignificant, it's still a glimmer of hope! My financial ability and physical resources are also sufficient for this experiment to carry on without taking the cost of production into account."

Leylin supported his chin with his left hand, and suddenly lifted his eyebrows.

"Is this feeling a calling from the Dreamscape?"

The familiar sense of a bloodline caused a strange smile to creep onto the corners of Leylin's lips.

After receiving the bloodline of the Alabaster Devilsnake, his understanding of Dreamscape was already so deep that he had even obtained the ability to travel there directly.

His advancement to the halfway point of rank 7 as well as his comprehension of laws strengthened this ability significantly.

It could be said that the current Dreamscape was no longer some kind of backyard garden to Leylin, but a homeground that he was extremely familiar with.

Just moments ago, Leylin had sensed a call from Dreamscape, and the source was actually the Snake Dowager!

Ever since suffering a major loss at Leylin's hands when he had been promoted, the Snake Dowager hadn't appeared, making Leylin feel rather regretful.

He had looked forward to fighting her in the Magus World. Judging by the powerful and oppressing strength there, the Snake Dowager definitely wouldn't be able return home. Evidently, she wasn't a fool and didn't let Leylin fulfill his wish.

Leylin had also been tactful enough to hole himself up inside the Magus World and didn't give any Purgatory Exemplaries a chance, thus they could only fume with rage between gritted teeth.

"The Dreamscape? How interesting!"

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Negotiation

In the infinite astral plane, the Magus World and the World of Gods were like the two ends of an hourglass. They were both extremely formidable, yet there were numerous smaller worlds in between them.

Among these worlds were large-scale worlds such as the Purgatory World, Icy World and the Shadow World. Although they couldn't be compared to the big two, these worlds were still plentiful in origin force.

Dreamscape, however, was even more marvelous. It didn't have a fixed form yet it spanned across many worlds, as though it was everywhere at once.

At its peak, dreamforce was comparable to the energy of the Magus World. However, this strange yet terrifying world was now at its lowest point because of how weak dreamforce was right now.

This characteristic of Dreamscape was evidently exploited by numerous beings. They used it as a bridge for communication and interaction. This was especially so for the Snake Dowager, who had mastered dreamforce.

"Since it's an invitation, I'll go!" Leylin smiled and suddenly disappeared from his laboratory. He was confident in dreamforce himself, and although he couldn't defeat the Snake Dowager in his current state, he was strong enough to buy himself the time to escape Dreamscape.

With such a premise, it was naturally impossible for the Snake Dowager having come to attack him. She likely wanted to make peace.

After all, no matter how unwilling the Snake Dowager was, Leylin had already broken free of his bloodline shackles and had even advanced to become the primogenitor of a new bloodline. This was an undeniable fact!

The Snake Dowager had the ability to live for countless years, and she had even successfully survived the final ancient war. It was impossible that she was still unable to accept this reality.

A scarlet flame flickered as a huge door appeared on the plain, and Leylin's figure emerged from the door frame.

"Is this… still Dreamscape?"

Leylin raised his eyes and gazed into the distance. What he saw was all withered trees and dried up streams and lakes. The entire world seemed to be an arid wasteland, and there wasn't even a trace of life.

Although he long knew that the entirety of Dreamscape had also entered a dreary phase in the wake of the value of dreamforce dropping, such a situation surprised Leylin.

"By the looks of it, I'm afraid that perhaps the entire Dreamscape has fallen in the hands of death…"

Leylin frowned slightly. He recalled the time when he was still at rank 5, and all the aboriginals he had come across in Dreamscape.

"I wonder what happened to little Gillian and their community? I'm afraid that things probably didn't end well for them…"

The Dreamscape aboriginals that Leylin had met previously were from the most lowly community in Dreamscape. Even though he had imparted his teachings to them previously, it probably only gave them a little more power to defend themselves.

In the face of the Master that was natural disaster, this tiny bit of power was like an ant, the difference being that it was just slightly bigger.

The deterioration of dreamforce was something that even those lords that could cause calamities had to defend against. Judging by Gillian's community's capabilities, it was likely that they were unable to survive.

"However, seeing how Dreamscape can be so strange and beyond belief, it's not that Gillian's community didn't have any hope of surviving at all, just that such a possibility is so small that it's practically negligible enough to be disregarded."

Leylin shook his head and didn't think further.

"The degradation of the world… exemplifies the fundamental truth of the astral plane. Even if I am a being of laws, I cannot escape from my final destiny, which is to perish… Forefather of Targaryen… What do you think?"

The surrounding land turned into nothingness, and the entire wasteland seemed to have transformed into a boundless sky in an instant.

A ball of snakes appeared like a star, and the heads of numerous giant snakes hissed angrily, revealing the Snake Dowager's charming face.

"It's precisely why it's able to excite me and vow to pursue eternity and to transcend worldliness, and I will abide by this even till death! Oh Snake Dowager, if you're of this level, you don't have to put up an act in front of me."

Leylin laughed gently and took a step forward with his boot.

Snap! Snap!* Jet black cracks started to appear in the starry sky, and made horrifyingly loud sounds.

Shortly after, many of smaller cracks started to extend like a spiderweb. Numerous spatial storms rippled across the surface, and the entire sky shattered under Leylin's feet. The surrounding environment reverted into the original Dreamscape.

The Snake Dowager looked on as Leylin trampled the sky into smithereens. Her beautiful eyes shone with a profound radiance, and it was a good while before she spoke slowly, "Leylin! Your current strength is worthy enough for me to meet you head on!" Her voice had an inexplicable charm to it.

Of course, the Snake Dowager was expressing her natural bloodline abilities, which had long lost its effect on Leylin.

"The premise of a relationship is to have equal strength." Leylin had already understood this principle earlier, thus his facial expression did not change. He then asked unhurriedly, "I don't think you invited me here to discuss this issue, right?"

"Yes…" The Snake Dowager's voice was melodious.

"To have a being like you among my descendants is my luck, and also my misfortune. But since the bloodline origin has already been taken from me, it will be of no use to be entangled with you."

"So it seems that you have a method to resolve this?" Leylin was evidently ridiculing her, but the Snake Dowager didn't seem to feel it.

"As long as you assist me in seizing the Shadow World, I can write off all the previous incidents in one stroke, and even help you to become the other origin of the Ten Thousand Snakes. Together, we can share the power of the Shadow World."

The Snake Dowager bit her lip, as though she was making a huge sacrifice. Such a lovely and pitiful posture would make any male creature go crazy.

Leylin, however, was not enchanted by her graceful bearing. Instead, he was astonished at how fearless the Snake Dowager was.

"Seize the Shadow World? Mighty Snake Dowager, you have such an enormous appetite!" Leylin drew in a deep breath, and at the same time also recalled an intelligence report regarding the Snake Dowager.

"But that's right! You initially made use of shadow force to cultivate your own laws and form paths of laws, hence you would covet the Shadow World more than anyone else. You tried to capture the entire Shadow World in the ancient times, but unfortunately, you failed…"

The path taken by rank 8 beings was to exploit some kind of medium, continuously refine their own laws, and form a path that was exclusive to them only.

If one was able to achieve this, they would reach the peak of rank 8! They would be able to spy on beings in the rank 9 realm, such as the Mother Core, for instance.

The Snake Dowager's previous attempt failed, thus she had no choice but to migrate out of the Shadow World along with her descendants, and arrived at the Purgatory World.

But the origin of the Shadow World was crucial for the Snake Dowager to achieve the peak of rank 8, therefore she couldn't give it up.

Consequently, it was highly normal for her to launch an offensive once more. What Leylin didn't see coming was that her actually approaching him for assistance.

"Aid you in seizing the Shadow World? I'm afraid I'm impotent!"

Leylin was understood the level of the Shadow World thoroughly. It was a powerful world, much like the Purgatory World, and possessed numerous law beings.

In other words, if he was on the same camp as the Snake Dowager, he would have to take on many other law beings one on one. Leylin even strongly suspected that there was an extreme being similar to the Mother Core within the Shadow World, otherwise the Snake Dowager's plans wouldn't have been thwarted.

In such a situation, wouldn't it be suicide to form an alliance with the Snake Dowager?

"In reality, there aren't as many law beings in the Shadow World as you think! Besides, you inherited my bloodline. The same additive effect applies to your strength in the Shadow World as well. The assistance that the Shadow origin will provide you with will definitely go beyond what you imagined…"

The Snake Dowager evidently knew Leylin's considerations. For beings like them who had reached this level, most of her crafty conspiracies had already lost their effect. The only effective way was to tempt him directly with benefits.

"Does the Snake Dowager actually have so much confidence in seizing control over the Shadow World?" Leylin couldn't help but ask this question directly upon seeing her self-confidence.

"I almost succeeded the previous time! All I lacked was an assistant of the same origin."

The Snake Dowager shot Leylin a profound look, yet it made his scalp go slightly numb.

"An assistant of the same origin? Makes sense. We are, in fact, beings of the same bloodline origin. Even our powers can work in harmony and complement each other! If she really missed by only a hair previously, then coupled with my powers, perhaps…"

Leylin's pupils twinkled as he quickly analyzed the situation.

Of course, no matter how the Snake Dowager made it sound like a deluge of heavenly flowers, he wouldn't fall for her trap.

Just a vague and insubstantial agreement that she would write off all their previous grudges in one stroke, coupled with a promise that they would share the profits together, and she wanted him to sacrifice his life for someone else? What kind of joke was this?

What was more dangerous was that he was still a semi-rank 7. If they were in the Magus World, even if the Snake Dowager came down personally, he was confident of making sure that she would land herself in serious trouble. But if they were to fight for the controlling rights of the Shadow World, it was inevitable that he would have to make the trip using his actual self and descend within the Shadow World.

Since it was a foreign world, and also the Snake Dowager's home ground, Leylin wasn't foolish enough to deliver himself up straight into her mouth for free.

In all likelihood, the Snake Dowager might gobble him up straight away even if she couldn't capture the Shadow World, to properly make up for it.

"My apologies, I'm still incompetent when it comes to matters like these."

After much consideration, Leylin immediately rejected her without hesitation.

The moment the words left his lips, he could feel the surrounding space come to a standstill. The Snake Dowager's beautiful pupils nearly became as narrow as a straight line, as a horrifying sensation dissipated from the ball of snakes.

Leylin, however, was not fearful. The gigantic Targaryen phantom appeared behind him and started hissing at the Snake Dowager in anger.

Large amounts of bloodline energy seemed to begin to grow restless, and was about to fly out from the Snake Dowager's body.

Having already extricated himself from her control over his bloodline, not only was Leylin no longer under the Snake Dowager's control at all, but his body even had an odd restraining ability towards her.

No matter how mystical this force was, it still didn't have any effect in the face of such a tremendous difference in terms of strength.

But there was absolutely no problem for Leylin to break away from the Dreamscape during this short amount of time.

And the Snake Dowager could only grudgingly choose to reach a compromise upon seeing this.

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One-eyed Dragon

"My descendant, the Targaryen Emperor! You may put forward another request!" The Snake Dowager's voice had a hint of helplessness. Her eyebrows, which were slightly knitted, were especially heart-breaking to see.

"The power of this charm she uses incessantly is really…" Leylin smiled wryly to himself. Her seductive powers were produced naturally, just like the aura of Warlocks, and had extremely high potential.

However, the Snake Dowager's position also made him fall into a state of contemplation. She seemed really sincere right now, but if his own safety couldn't be guaranteed Leylin definitely wouldn't partake in this plan.

If he could actually form an alliance with the Snake Dowager and form friend from foe, it would be of great help. After all, he had only truly offended very few beings of laws, and they were Beelzebub, the Snake Dowager, and the Nefarious Filthbird.

Amongst them, Beelzebub was already thoroughly done for, and he could only wait for Leylin to wrap up the loose ends. If the Snake Dowager turned from foe to friend, then the Trial's Eye would definitely do the same as an ally. The number of the people in his opposing camp would immediately be reduced by more than half, which would in turn significantly lower the pressure Leylin was facing.

Maybe by then, he wouldn't have to continuing holing himself up in the Magus World, and could instead travel with a peace of mind.

Leylin pondered for a moment, before speaking, "Well, your conditions piqued my interest, but I do have a request."

"Please speak your mind." It seemed that the Snake Dowager really did view Leylin as someone of equal rank.

"Firstly, I must truly advance to rank 7 before I will agree to embark on this project. Furthermore, I also want…"

Leylin listed the requirements that he had already thought of.

"Wait for you to advance to rank 7?" The Snake Dowager's gaze swept across Leylin, "The laws of Gluttony that you are in control of is considered an exceptionally outstanding ability even among other rank 7 beings. I'm afraid that it would require a lengthy amount of time to fill in its gaps completely. As for your other request…"

The Snake Dowager also started to mutter to herself.

"You will not have to worry about my advancement. I'll definitely be able to fully comprehend the laws of Gluttony within at least a thousand years. The other request is my bottom line. If you are unable to agree to it, then I can only express my regret."

Leylin wasn't willing to give in by even an inch.

"Will do!" It was a long time before the Snake Dowager spoke, "In addition, we will have to agree to and sign a bloodline contract, with the Dreamscape as our witness."

……

After a short while, the gigantic ball of snakes gradually vanished from the starry sky, and the surrounding environment had been restored to its deathly still state.

Leylin stood in the middle of the wilderness, seemingly having a penny for his thoughts.

"The Snake Dowager agreed to such a condition, and even signed a contract. Seems like she really is sincere about it. Moreover, my strength at that time must have undergone an earth-shattering change. I wasn't even afraid that she would fall out with me…"

Leylin wasn't a battle maniac, of course. If he could reduce his enemies as much as possible on the premise of protecting his own interests, it was certainly a good thing.

Besides, this contract also allowed Leylin to win over at least a thousand years of peace for his development, which was essential.

"Is this the way the beings of law communicate? Compromises are necessary because it's highly challenging to exterminate one another. Also, the ones who have greater strength frequently have the upper hand, yet the interests of the weaker ones are also protected."

After today's incident, Leylin had once again gained an even deeper understanding of the way law beings behaved.

However, assisting the Snake Dowager in fighting for control over the Shadow World was not an easy task. Fortunately, the contract did not stipulate that they had to begin right away, and instead gave Leylin a long period of time to prepare.

After all, a thousand years hadn't even passed since his birth. Yet, he had already attained what other Magi could only dream of achieving all their life, which was to master the laws.

If given another millennium, to what extent would he grow to by then?

Even Leylin himself couldn't help but anticipate it.

"Since I'm in Dreamscape, I might as well visit Gillian and the others." After being carried away by a whim, Leylin suddenly had an idea.

Highly-ranked Magi frequently had the mysterious ability to make prophecies. They could even sense future episodes that would be detrimental to them, and in addition, evade them.

More often than not, the result would be that the more one didn't want something to happen, the more likely things would spiral down a worse track.

Leylin's sudden thought about Gillian and the others was also classified as the same kind of prediction.

"This would also imply that… perhaps Gillian and the rest were not completely wiped out, but are still living in some corner of Dreamscape. And does this even mean… That they would be of some help to me in future?"

Leylin stroked his chin as his lips curved into a smile.

Soon after, he transformed into a long blood-red streak that disappeared into the horizon.

Time and space were distorted in Dreamscape, thus it was very inconvenient to travel. The same applied even to beings of law like Leylin.

However, there were also advantages of Dreamscape sinking into stillness.

At the very least, the other evil spirits in the Dreamscape had also fallen into a slumber, and a majority of those bizarre scenes seemed to have disappeared, which allowed Leylin to avoid a lot of trouble.

Those evil spirits were beings of law as well, and they could have been a huge inconvenience to Leylin otherwise. Once he was drawn into the strangest kind of space-time settings of Dreamscape, he might even die in his current state.

If not for the degeneration of dreamforce, Leylin might not dare to swagger along as he explored the place, not even if he was braver by ten thousand-fold.

"The place where Gillian and the rest have gathered is not far away from my previous laboratory."

Due to the previous failure of his space-time experiment and the spatial alignment, Leylin's laboratory had strangely become a place which was linked to Dreamscape.

Leylin seized the opportunity of course. Not only did he gather vast amounts of precious data and Dreamscape materials, he had also made some arrangements near his laboratory.

Now, he was attempting to find the place that he had travelled to from his previous laboratory by tracking the signal that he had deployed beforehand.

A red radiance twinkled in Leylin's eyes while he hovered in mid-air. He seemed to have transformed into an afterimage as he chased the faintly discernible traces of connection, constantly changing the direction he headed towards.

As he made his way there, there were multiple times when Leylin could sense beings of the same rank as him.

Here, the whole sky turned pale in an area that was being destroyed by endless snowfall. There was bound to be a demonic being that was fast asleep in the heart of the area.

Leylin certainly did not dare venture to infringe on its territory, and could only decide to make a detour, which was a longer route.

The limitations of the A.I. Chip's scan, coupled with his abilities, allowed Leylin to only see a vast stretch of sparkling and translucent crystals in the middle of the snow. It seemed like an extremely powerful seal.

"Did the evil spirit choose to seal itself up, or was it arranged by the Dreamscape? If it's the latter, then these evil spirits are in such a miserable plight…"

Leylin shook his head. After passing a few territories that belonged to the evil spirits, he could sense that he was drawing near to the signal that he had deployed at that time.

"Huh?!" Leylin's facial expression changed in an instant.

The solidified soul force allowed him to sense a tremendous aura ahead of him. What astonished him even more was that the owner of this aura actually had the strength of a rank 7 Magus as well!

Moreover, it didn't seem to have the slightest intention of sealing itself up or entering a deep slumber.

Rumble!* The earth split open, revealing an enormous yellow eyeball, and followed by a thorny back that resembled a hill. A pair of gigantic fleshy wings spread open across the land, and even blocked the entire sky from view.

"Hoho…" An enormous one-eyed dragon suddenly burrowed its way out from the ground. Its body was like a diamond, sparkling with brilliant lights and vibrant colours.

Its huge eyes were fixated on Leylin, and it emitted an immensely powerful draconic aura, making the surrounding air come to a standstill.

"Welcome, young Magus!" It spoke in the ancient Byronic language, which pleasantly surprised Leylin.

"May I ask if you're from Dreamscape? Also, have you seen other Magi here before?"

"Oh hoho… I once witnessed the ancient glory of Magi with my own eyes, and have experienced the destruction from the ancient battle. I exist in the past, the present, and will inevitably extend to the future…"

There was evidently an issue with this dragon's brain, or perhaps its line of thought was far too complicated, which gave Leylin the urge to roll his eyes.

Fortunately, the one-eyed dragon finally regained its senses after a round of self-praise, "An aboriginal of Dreamscape? No! I'm certainly not! The almighty Gigakell Dragon race only comes from the Ultron World. In fact, during the period of Dreamscape's deterioration, many beings were fond of coming here to travel and try to pick up scraps. Just 200 years ago, I met a master on his travels. He had found a damaged destiny tarot card, but unfortunately he was immediately hunted down and killed by an evil spirit whose seal had been lifted."

Although this one-eyed dragon was very narcissistic, Leylin managed to obtain some useful information.

According to its statement, majority of the strange scenes in Dreamscape had vanished as numerous evil spirits had fallen into a deep slumber during the deterioration of dreamforce. Thus, it had become a paradise for explorers. This place was not lacking in beings of law as well.

Presently, the Dreamscape certainly no longer had anything good to offer. Even if it had, it would be on territories where the most evil spirits lived.

In order to get their hands on them, one would have to run the risk of getting hunted down and killed by those evil spirits. If they were fatally attacked, no matter how much they dreaded consuming their power, these enraged spirits would still jump out of their sleep to kill.

"Heh heh… Those fools. The stagnation of dreamforce has immersed the most precious of treasures into the world's core. What other profitable items would still be left on the surface? Oops! This is terrible! I let it slip by accident!" The humongous one-eyed dragon covered its mouth with its claw.

"Goodbye, Magus!"

The enormous one-eyed dragon once again made its way underground like a groundhog. Leylin almost burst out laughing at its nimble and practised movements.

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Imagine

"So the original place has now fallen to this barren state?" After bidding the one-eyed dragon farewell, Leylin finally arrived at the area where he had last left his signal.

However, this terrain had obviously changed compared to when his laboratory had originally connected to this place. The many forests had all disappeared, and the bumpy terrain gave rise to feelings of familiarity.

The former location of the lab had long since been swallowed up by seawater, and the rank 6 spider he'd met before had also vanished without a trace.

"Where are Gillian and the rest?" Based on the map saved by the A.I. Chip in his memories, Leylin found no difficulty in finding the place they had gathered in, though it was now completely empty. The pots and metal on the ground looked completely corroded.

"To this extent?" Leylin picked up an iron sword. This was something he had gifted them, made from the best steel and forging techniques of the central continent. Now, however, it was turning to powder in his hands, corroding inch by inch before disappearing entirely.

'It's only been three centuries, but from the items it seems like they've gone through thousands or even tens of thousands of years… Is this a change from dreamforce when it was still very active?' Leylin stroked his chin, arriving at where Gillian and her father had resided.

Or rather, this was only the remains of what had been. The old house had long since withered away, and there were only slight traces left on the ground.

"The settling of time should show the truth before me…" Leylin's eyes looked profound as he said words that were like an incantation.

As beings of law, Magi had already surpassed things like incantations and spell formations. They touched on the most fundamental powers of magic, and had the power of the magic take effect as words were spoken.

Rustle!*

The soil separated and the rocks caved in, revealing a few broken bones, and even some corroded household utensils.

"Seems like after I left, Gillian lived for a long time…"

As time was turned back, Leylin gained a deep understanding of what had happened in this area.

Bzzt bzzt!* At this moment, the ground had caved into to the limit, and a black bundle of light with some tattered cloths within appeared.

Atop the tattered cloth were a few badly damaged markings that could not be recognisable.

"This… isn't it the notebook I gave to Gillian?" Leylin's eyes shone. From the A.I. Chip's analysis of the image, these items that were like cloth were actually multiple pieces of paper stuck together, a strange situation a result of being pushed down with tremendous force.

"Reveal!" Leylin reached out and touched them. Soon enough, lines of tiny words were projected, emitting multi-coloured luster in the air.

The A.I. Chip quickly accepted this information and arranged this information based on the time they had been made.

'It is a good day. Father and the rest made use of the method Uncle left behind and trained many outstanding clansman. We accepted other tribes, and our community is constantly expanding. It's just that Uncle has yet to return, and Gillian is very worried…'

At the beginning, there were only daily happenings recorded in the notebook. After gaining Leylin's support and help, Gillian's tribe expanded very quickly.

Following which, from between the lines, Leylin could sense a strong sense of fear.

'First is a famine, and then the plague! Has this area been cursed by the master of calamities? Do we have to give this place up? Father is very bewildered. All the explorers he has sent out have not come back with information on good places to move to, as if the world has suddenly been struck with famine…'

"The begin of the wane? Mm! And this time… this is before the weakening of dreamforce?"

Leylin's eyes flashed.

After which, the writing on the notebook became a mess. It seemed like its owner had not spent much effort on recording this.

There were merely few words here and there, all representing death and despair.

'In this period of time, many clansmen have experienced changes to their bodies. They first become mysteriously stronger, but at the same time, they seem to lose their rationality with the gaining of strength. In order to suppress them, there have been many casualties on our best. Gods! I hope I won't end up like them…'

This passage was full of terror, and Leylin read through a few times with interest.

'All crops have vanished. We need to abandon this place. No matter how serious the calamity in the north is, it's still better than our base now… I will leave this notebook behind in hopes of someone finding it, hopefully it'll be Uncle…'

On the very large page, the words were all written messily, and it was obvious she had been in a hurry.

'Famine, plague, war, and then destruction…'

Leylin recalled the content in the notebook.

It seemed that the camp here had long since moved, and there had been a strange transformation that happened to the batch of natives with Gillian.

"They became mysteriously stronger, and most lost their rationality? Is it an effect of dreamforce doing this of its own accord? I never thought they'd be so unlucky…"

Dreamscape was full of mystery. What might be a little worm might turn into a devil the very next day.

Before the wane of dreamforce, such a change would be very severe, and those natives had evidently profited.

If not, in such a cruel environment, they might not even live to be able to move away.

"I wonder how they turned out in the end?"

Leylin stroked his chin. If Gillian and the rest had grown in strength, that would be beneficial to him too.

"But the calamity in the north?"

Leylin forced a smile. He'd obviously already checked that direction, but that was only filled with the domains of devils.

Even at his most powerful, he wouldn't dare intrude. The clues from the natives could only be given up on at this point.

"These aren't the main point anyway. It's good if it works out, but there aren't any losses even if I fail here…"

Leylin consoled himself, "Since the seeds have been planted, next is to wait for Dreamscape to completely wane, and I'll then wait to see what hat I can harvest…"

Taking another look at this area, Leylin's figure became increasingly translucent until he disappeared.

Pila! Pila!* After he left, the remains of the notebook from before was completely eroded, turning into fragments that flew in the winds.

Dark red luster shone once more, and once everything was over, Leylin was back in his laboratory in the Magus World.

"The silent Dreamscape is not only a bridge of communication amongst various beings, but also a paradise for adventurers. The natives have all disappeared though… What an interesting change."

Leylin sank into deep thought and then pressed on a circular, twisted rune.

"Ignox, it's Leylin. How's it going with the thing I previously asked you about?"

Distorted rings of light emitted silver luster in the air. Minutes later, Leylin heard the unique voice that belonged to Ignox transmitted from it.

"Crackle… my apologies… the signal isn't all that good here… As for the method you mentioned about wanting to increase the ability control your truesoul clone, I've already found it in the library. Shall we go through with the trade now?"

"Of course!" Leylin exclaimed, surprised.

He then saw a shrivelled palm grab a black, dried up apple and extending from the distorted circle.

"This method of spatial transmission is slightly terrifying!"

Restraining himself from rolling his eyes, Leylin took the apple from the hand with a layer of fur on it.

[Beep! Discovered soul force data interface. Permit transmission?] The moment he had the dried up apple in his hands, Leylin immediately noticed something had changed. At this moment, the sound from the A.I. Chip's prompt was heard.

"Yes!"

With Leylin's order, a string of information flashed into his eyes. This was the method to resolve the problems that came with controlling truesoul clones. While he had yet to test it out, Leylin could generally ascertain the authenticity of the information.

"Good! That's exactly what I needed. The item I agreed to give you before will be sent to you soon."

Leylin nodded in his satisfaction.

"It's great that it's useful to you! Honestly speaking though, I don't recommend you go through with this. It's too dangerous…"

From the other side came Ignox's kind warning.

After thanking him for his kind intentions, Leylin closed off the communications.

"If this were just a simple exploration of worlds, I wouldn't want to do this, but…"

Based on the information Ignox gave, Leylin looked grim.

Though most of the preparations were done, it was not that easy to be resolute and go through with it.

Yes! His preparations were all for the World of Gods!

The crystal wall of this world was far too obstinate, and it was an unsolvable issues for even other existences of laws.

Leylin had the Manderhawke Plate and Beezlebub's memories, so he could somewhat get through, but the consumption was so huge that even with his body of laws, it was difficul to endure.

What Leylin could not accept was that the soul force from foreign beings were very conspicuous, and would be discovered no matter where one went. Hence, it was impossible to force his way in.

If he could not force his way in, then he had to do something from the inside.

Leylin's plan was to place a portion of his truesoul in the World of Gods and become a half-independent clone that would grow in strength independently, without taking in any power from the main body.

Once the clone grew to become a god, it would have enough power to coordinate with Leylin outside and open up the crystal wall of the World of Gods.

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In order for Leylin's plan to succeed, a clone was of utmost importance. Because he could not use his soul seed, it was necessary that he separated a part of his truesoul and give it enough authority to act independently.

Leylin had already obtained the technique to split his truesoul from Melinda, and the method to control it had just been given by Ignox.

"Next is to fuse these two techniques and find out ways to reincarnate in another world… With the Manderhawke Plate's ability, my clone will then secretly enter the World of Gods… Since it will be an entirely independent body, my truesoul clone will also be considered a native of the World of Gods and won't be monitored too closely, so I can quietly grow in strength…

"Even if I fail, I'll only lose a clone. If I luck out, I won't even need to take over the World of Gods. As long as I fuse with that clone once more and absorb all the origin force of the World of Gods from it, I'll gain immense benefits… Obviously, if I do succeed, then the whole World of Gods shall be mine!" Leylin's eyes burnt with fervour.

Since he had his goal set now, he could begin the rest of the preparations.

While a deep sleep lasted hundreds of years for some existences of laws, Leylin had a pile of things to take care of. On top of that, he had plans for his family and descendants. It did not take him too much time or effort to deal with these common things, but the sense of satisfaction they gave him made it all worth it.

The entrance of the laboratory that had been silent for a long time revealed a dark path. The brass lampstand emitted a hazy luster, and the undying flames above it continued to emit bright, blazing flames and heat.

"With a life span of over a hundred thousand years, it feels like a hundred years passed in the blink of an eye…"

Leylin looked grim as he walked out through the secret pathway and arriving at the outer world.

On an afternoon in a castle, the warming rays of the winter sun shone down, creating a cosy feeling. There was even some snow on the peaks of a few hills surrounding the castle, while also having some life around.

The place Leylin had exited from was the core area where security was at its strictest in the castle.

In the castle, many high-ranked Warlocks supervised and patrolled. The castle had an atmosphere of splendour and grandeur.

Every underground patrolling Warlock's' eyes was filled with reverence towards the castle.

What they were guarding was the most powerful Monarch in the central continent! The pride of bloodline Warlocks, the rank 6 Warlock and the most powerful of the Ouroboros Clan, Leylin Farlier— And this was his castle!

Yes, this castle was the newly-built core power of Leylin's power in the south coast, and the main camp of the whole Farlier family.

"The Targaryen Castle is still the same as it was before!"

Leylin chuckled slightly, disappearing in mid-air and instantly arriving in the hall of the castle.

Numerous ceremonial items began to shake and produced the most splendid music. The throne at the centre began to release a black radiance, as if welcoming the arrival of an emperor.

With a flash, Leylin sat on the throne, the upper part of the throne automatically curving to allow Leylin to sit very comfortably.

"Mm, not bad!" Leylin nodded, and then sensed an elated conscient in the hall. This belonged to the emotional undulations of the castle.

With Leylin's ability, just the powerful radiation that he unwittingly gave off could, within a short period of time, completely modify the Targaryan Castle.

When he had first built it, Leylin had also intentionally vitalised the materials of the castle due to his radiation and modifications.

The whole Targaryen Castle had long since become a real ancient Magus castle that did not lose out to the famed ancient Magi castles in the central continent. It had even created a conscient of its own, serving under Leylin.

The whole castle also had all sorts of mysterious abilities and powerful defences.

"Without my approval, perhaps rank 5 or 6 Magi might find it difficult to just move around in here!"

Leylin was rather confident of this fact.

"Notify everyone that I'm here!" Leylin patted the armrest of his seat.

Clang! Clang!* At the heart of the Targaryen Castle, atop a large black bell tower, a cumbersome brass carillon began to move even without wind, producing dull sounds that somehow seemed to penetrate through everything.

The heavy carillon resounded in the whole castle, causing many Warlocks to watch with their mouths wide open in shock.

"Ni- Nine times in a row? This signal…"

A newly advanced Warlock looked stunned, as if he had seen something unthinkable.

"You're really lucky, kid, that you managed to witness the moment lord Bloodline Monarch leaving his research!" Beside him, his team leader had given him a ruthless shove to his chest, with some desolateness in his voice, "It's a pity that the central meeting hall is not a place we can go to… Only the enforcers, housekeepers and family of the Bloodline Monarch have the authority to enter…"

"Enforcers? I'll reach that point someday! When that happens, I'll…"

The young Warlock eyes seemed to be ablaze.

"Do your job well!" The team leader patted his head and then laughed encouragingly.

Clang!* *Clang!* *Clang!* *Clang!* *Clang!* *Clang!*

After the clanging of the bell, bundles of jade-green flames burnt within the discussion hall.

Every once in a while, figures could be seen coming out from the flames, bowing to Leylin respectfully and then standing by their assigned seat, eyes full of fervour.

Amongst them were obviously people who had yet to have the ability to shift locations easily. However, since this was the Targaryen Castle, this sort of teleportation was not an issue with Leylin personally allowing this, as well as help from the castle itself.

"Father!"

An even larger bundle of green flames burst into a blaze, revealing two Warlocks' figures.

The leading one was obviously Syre from before. He looked somewhat similar to Leylin, his long black hair and eyes full of a mysterious charm.

The unique aura of Warlocks hovered about him, giving him a deadly attractiveness.

Standing beside Syre was Freya, dressed like an upper-class woman. Now, however, her eyes concealed some sort of grudge and bitterness.

"Freya, come!"

Leylin waved them over and got Freya to sit beside him, accepting the greetings from everyone else.

He was actually aware of her unhappiness towards him.

It was a pity that what Freya truly wanted was something Leylin could not give her.

For Leylin, he could spend a bit more time to arrange things for the people or matters he knew well, but he could not keep staying by their sides.

His gaze was always on the distance, attracted by the glamour of eternity.

Before he reached his goal, Leylin would not halt his footsteps.

However, Freya evidently loved him. She did not mind if Leylin played around outside indulging in sensual pleasures, but she was very dissatisfied with Leylin doing an experiment for a whole century.

While she hid this sentiment, Leylin still realised it.

It was a pity that it was impossible for Leylin to yield to her in this matter. He could only make it up to her with other methods. Perhaps, after truly gaining eternal life and freedom, would he then have the time to accompany her without restrictions.

Now, under the steps were a large number of high-ranked Warlocks aside from Syre. They were all Leylin's housekeepers and enforcers in the castle, and their eyes were filled with fervent zealousness.

It was as if Leylin was a god in their eyes.

After the burdensome etiquette was done with, Leylin asked a few questions, mostly regarding the latest news of the Ouroboros Clan.

After getting his answers, Leylin was now up to date with the development of the organisation under him.

The Ouroboros Clan had long since gone through a complete transformation. With the limitless benefits from the underground trade, they not only had control of the south control but was also spreading towards their surrounding organisations.

Even the branch in the central continent was working out well, its reputation there flourishing even more than it had been.

The Farlier Family made rapid progress. Syre and Daniel, the two second generation descendants had already grown, and there were even a surge of talents from the third and fourth generation descendants.

Of course, many of them were fervently being sought out by many bloodline nobility, and it was obvious they would find many troubles with this in the future.

"Syre, you did very well with the underground trade!"

Leylin apathetically praised Syre as he watched the other Warlocks below.

"The reason I came out was to notify everyone that I intend to go through with experiments at an even deeper level. The next time we meet might be hundreds or even over a thousand years later. In the time I'm not here, I will hand everything regarding the Ouroboros Clan and Farlier Family over to my wife and beloved son, Freya and Syre…"

The other high-ranked Warlocks had long since gotten used to this sort of commands. After all, Leylin had done the same thing in the past and pushed the responsibility to others. This was just making things official.

Meanwhile, Leylin's nonchalant attitude towards the hundreds of years that might pass gave rise to the envy of these Warlocks.

Experiments that would last for over a thousand years? For Warlocks like them, not getting past the hurdle of Morning Star meant they might not even live through one round of Leylin's experiments…

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