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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Leylin put on a solemn expression.

"If I hadn't interfered, then they would have gotten authority of Dis as well. At that time, with the powers of three levels of Baator and another third of Avernus, he could have ousted the other lords from their thrones…

"Right now, as long as Asmodeus consolidates his strength, stabilises his position, and ropes in one to two more overlords to his side, he will become the dominant force in the Nine Hells…

"However, this has nothing to do with me anymore." Asmodeus had indeed lived up to his name as a crafty old devil. He had capitalised on the precarious situation that Dis was in, and carried out a revolution.

Although this had alerted the other lords to his schemes, the devil had already met his goals. His power had grown, and he now held a superior position. It wouldn't be impossible for him to unite Baator in the future.

"Hmm? He even sent me a message, and wants to speak to me?" Leylin had received a spiritual energy wave, evidently a message from Asmodeus.

"Indeed, getting the assistance of an outsider like me would be best. My position in hell is still unstable after all. However, this devil's goodwill cannot be trusted at all; and the best way to avoid all negotiations is to leave." Leylin put on a mysterious smile.

"Azlok!"

"Your Excellency, I'm here!" When Azlok arrived, he had some of Leylin's worshippers in tow. The collective armies of the different hells had now returned to their own levels of Baator. Had they remained, Leylin would most likely have assimilated them into his own forces.

"I'll be leaving for a while. Take care of the affairs in Dis for me. I also have a few missions for you to take care of." Leylin did not hesitate to hand the tasks down to his men.

Azlok wasn't in a position to refuse him, and even if he was why would he? This pit fiend was extremely glad to be able to take over an entire hell.

'Since I'm the one with the authority, when I leave Asmodeus can only look on without doing a thing…' Leylin turned back and looked at the City of Iron for one last time before leaving Baator. 'Once my goals are achieved and I finish ascending to godhood, he can only eat back any schemes he's plotting…'

It would be extremely simple to leave Baator. Even a demigod could traverse planes, and Baator was already close to the prime material plane. There was a portal in the outskirts of Ribcage City whose guards could be bribed.

However, Leylin was now a Lord of Baator. He had the right to move to the prime material plane as he wished. Although many others found it difficult to travel between different worlds, to Leylin it was like taking a walk in his backyard. Before the other lords could react, he had already returned to the prime material plane.The newly established Faulen Empire on Debanks Island, within the Giant Serpent Church.

'Almighty Lord, you are the serpent that controls all, holding the powers of massacre.' The church itself radiated a colourful sheen, and many of the priests prayed piously. Tiff was at the back of the church, meeting a white-robed Leylin.

"Master!" he began a report, his eyes blazing with fervour, "We moved Marquis Jonas and his wife to the empire as per your decree, along with all their servants…"

"Well done," Leylin nodded his head. This was something he'd planned immediately after he'd become a demigod. He couldn't entrust things such as this to the Goddess of Luck Tymora. He was always fastidious, and would have these things settled himself.

His family was on his lands now. There was no faith here other than that he approved. Along with his church containing multiple legendaries, totem spirits, and another demigod to help, Leylin could finally be at ease. Were any god or church to make an attempt on this place, they would all gang up on them.

'You need at least a hundred thousand elites to take over Debanks Island, and they need to travel a long distance over sea. You'll also need many high-ranked legendaries, and have to sacrifice multiple divine avatars…' Leylin's eyes blazed.

'In fact, if the churches that tried to group up against me tried to do it again, they will definitely suffer heavy losses. Furthermore, at a critical time I can turn to their enemies, forming an alliance with the evil gods… The costs far outweigh the benefits. Even Mystra, as much as she hates me, wouldn't be so foolish.'

"How's the empire been faring lately? Has there been anything special on the mainland or Faulen Island?"

"We've planted the first batch of rice this season. The plague was controlled by a free supply of holy water as well. There was some commotion on Faulen Island due to the withdrawal of the Jonases. Still, the remaining managers managed to minimise the impact on trade."

Tiff had only needed a moment of thought to answer. With the Faulen Empire being a theocracy, Tiff was the one with the greatest authority as the country's pope. With his many years of travel in the mainland, he'd deeply experienced the ups and downs of life. Paired with his strength and knowledge, he'd managed Debanks Island well.

"The churches you had me keep an eye on have been rather dormant, bar the church of protection. Helm has declared that you're a false deity!" When he came to this point, Tiff had grown enraged. To a pious believer their god wasn't a mere part of their beliefs. The Lord meant everything!

"Those vile gods, they actually dare slander my Lord like this! One day, I will make them pay the price for this insult. The slate will only be wiped clean with their blood!"

"As it should be," Leylin didn't blush in the slightest as he made this promise, despite being a false god through and through. "We only need to endure this for now. Focus all your attention on developing the empire."

This put Tiff's heart at ease. He listened to Leylin's orders with respect and left. As he was leaving, a contemplative look emerged on Leylin's face.

'It's unlikely that they'll mount a massive invasion, so I'll need to take precautions against elite squads and ambushes. Another important aspect is the agriculture. I can't ignore it until after I become a true god, with my own divine realm and a strong foundation. Then I can open the crystal sphere now, letting my main body in along with many more Magi of laws.'

Godhood was an enormous threshold to cross in the World of Gods. True gods were the darlings of the world, and obtained everlasting life and immortality. Even upon death they could revive themselves as long as worshippers still believed in them, emerging once more from the river of space and time. Even the most formidable gods had to pay a great price to breach a divine realm, granting all true gods an extremely powerful defence.

Besides, deities themselves only valued other true gods, and viewed them with equal standing. In other words, Leylin would become a member of the pantheon once he advanced. It would also give him the means to confront the Goddess of the Weave!

'I already have my godfire ignited, and plenty of divine force. What's left is my divinity and divine realm. Once those requirements are met, I can accumulate faith to form an exalted throne…' Leylin was well aware of how ascension worked.

'My domain will be in massacres. Cyric and Malar are huge problems, yes, but I've already offended them greatly. What's the harm in enraging them further? The crucial point is still the power of faith…'

The ascension of gods in this world was rather peculiar. A new member of the pantheon only needed an echo of origin power with a certain foundation of believers to easily ascend to become a true god.

However, these sorts of gods would always be extremely weak. They could only be lesser gods, living under the asylum of the more powerful.

After all, with the slow development of this world's civilisation, asking the populace to accept something new would be a bit too forceful. These sorts of gods would need hundreds or thousands of years to develop.

The advantage was that they would not be in conflict with the other gods, and they had rather good potential for development. With Leylin's knowledge and experience, he had thought of several domains that the World of Gods did not currently possess, with excellent potential for development. It was a shame that he had rejected all of them.

There was reason for this. The plan was far too long term, and he himself would be too weak. This wasn't in line with his current situation.

Becoming a god of massacres would eliminate these limitations. This divinity would greatly aid his combat strength, and met his requirements for power. It could also develop rather well later, at the very least making him a greater god.

The only catch here was that there were already gods in the domain of massacres. Leylin's ascension would be encumbered by the conflict.

'Even if a native is only worth a tenth of a believer on the mainland, I still have enough faith to ascend to godhood. The problem is still the divinity…' Leylin's wish for a powerful divinity to support his ascension increased his requirements for faith. He estimated that he already had enough faith to become a god of disease, but massacres required over ten times the faith.

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Magus

'Next I need to continue to nurture my believers, grasp the divinity of massacres, and slowly accumulate resources…' Leylin's eyes flashed gold as his vision penetrated through the walls of the church. He looked past it into the events in his empire, and even further into Debanks Island. This sight extended all the way past the ocean, piercing into the mainland.

His body gradually turned golden, its dazzling radiance illuminating the vicinity of the church. Under the divine radiance, Leylin's body gradually became more illusory until it disappeared. Gods needed to maintain their distance from ordinary mortals to maintain a sense of divine mystery. When it came to farming, he could determine the work of Tiff and the rest remotely, using the connection from their daily prayers.

Now he needed to spend a long period of time preparing his body for the transformation, spending time with his family members. Once he advanced to become a true god, a new life awaited him.

A god's birthday was the day they'd ascended, not the day they were born as a mortal. Once Leylin took this step, he would experience an earth-shattering change. He would bid farewell to his past life, severing his fate as a mortal. This was a necessary step in one's ascent to godhood.

He would leave two blood descendants, to his cousin and the other ladies of his household. Perhaps that would be appropriate.As the clone in the World of Gods sank into cultivation, the entire world grew more tranquil. Most of Leylin's attention shifted to his main body in the Magus World.

Deep within the Magus World, under the seventh layer of the subterranean world. A sphere of red flames pulsed like a heart in the endless darkness, and a pair of chrome yellow eyes appeared. "We meet again, Lord Leylin. Your speed of advancement really puts me to shame."

"Mighty Mother Core, before one such as you, a near-immortal being, I'm wholly insignificant…" Although he was now a rank 7 Warlock, near the peak of the Magus World in power, Leylin still appeared humble before the person in front of him. Mother Core was someone at an even higher realm, and her strength was something he aspired for.

Although this form was different from the one she'd shown before, the power of a being that had comprehended laws still lay before him. Her existence greatly surpassed Leylin's, and even the A.I. Chip couldn't probe her. She was a mighty existence, one who'd refined her laws to forge her own path!

In front of such strength, it was only prudent to act humble. Leylin was smiling on the surface, but his eyes blazed with longing.

Once he reached rank 7, Leylin's remaining path was already laid out before him. A rank 8 Magus needed to master multiple laws, refining them greatly and purifying them into their path as they reached the peak.

Leylin had already made his preparations for him, and his path was already beginning to be formed. His foray into the World of Gods had truly given him far too many benefits.

"Lord Leylin is truly far too humble. After all, your Majesty's law of devouring is an exceptional power, its battle might and regenerative abilities absolutely incomparable. It is equivalent to the sum of several weaker paths of laws…" Ignox now stood at Mother Core's side, his body wreathed in endless twisted rings of darkness.

"I assume you've come here to ask to absorb the World Origin Force?" Ignox asked with a smile. He'd foreseen Leylin's objective completely.

"That's right. I want to use the power I've accumulated to comprehend laws and absorb World Origin Force," Leylin said gravely.

The Magus World and the World of Gods were two extremely powerful worlds that had a massive source of origin force. This origin force provided untold benefits to those who grasped laws.

The World Will of the Magus World lay dormant at its core, allowing the lowest level of the subterranean world to possess a share of power. This place even emitted the essence of World Origin Force.

The opportunity to absorb the Magus World's origin force was a great one, and it only came every hundred years for those who had comprehended laws.

It was a great shame that Leylin had only been close to rank 7 before. His body was limited in capacity, and he'd already been saturated in terms of World Origin Force. It was like he was a wineglass too small to hold everything.

Now it was a completely different story. Having advanced to rank 7, his body had greatly grown in capacity. He could absorb a large amount of World Origin Force once more, increasing his might.

Taking advantage of his increased stats, Leylin could continue to grasp laws. It would complement and adjust his path, greatly improving his future. Leylin naturally wanted to make use of this option.

"You've long since signed the contract, and are a native of the Magus World. Of course you have permission!" Mother Core emitted a soul conscient, and a large gate swung open to expose a surging sea of origin force.

"Many thanks, my Lady, my Lord!" Leylin bowed slightly and entered the gate…

Once he left and the black door closed, the atmosphere turned silent once more.

"Mother Core, I feel that you are too lenient towards him. Even if he advanced to rank 7, you needn't go out of your way for him." Ignox spoke his doubts. Only he knew what a terrifying existence a peak rank 8 like Mother Core was. Even in ancient times she'd been an overlord amongst the Magi.

Mother Core had survived the Final War against the World of Gods. She was much stronger than the Nightmare King or Distorted Shadow. Someone with her vaunted existence did not need to pay much heed to a new rank 7 Warlock.

The ball of flame turned silent before answering Ignox's doubts, "I held a conversation with the Wisdom Tree not long ago, in the river of time and space…"

"Wisdom Tree? The existence which had enlightened many ancient Magi?" Ignox could not ignore the famed vision of the Wisdom Tree, "Didn't it disappear into legend a long time ago?"

"It gave up on eternal life, walking a different path…" Mother Core did not elaborate, but the few words she said painted the image of a terrifying existence, "It gave me a prophecy. The Final War is coming for us once more."

"What?!" Even Ignox, a rank 7 Magus who was near indestructible with hundreds of thousands of years of existence, was surprised by this alarming news.

The Final War had already pushed the World Wills of the two strongest worlds in the astral plane into deep slumber. Many powerful existences had perished, and it had ended the golden era of the ancient Magi. That war was about to repeat?

However, he couldn't doubt the Wisdom Tree and Mother Core. "But this…But…" The dark mist around Ignox rolled around in the air. He had been truly shocked, to the depths of his soul.

"The Final War will demolish all laws, and obliterate a world…" The meaning of Mother Core's words were obscure, yet there was an underlying tinge of excitement. "In ancient times, the war between Magi and the gods could not be avoided. Only the victor would discover the path to eternity… However, both parties suffered heavy casualties at the end. As for the upcoming war, it will be even more harsh and brutal before. Many elites lost in the last one will surface once again, returning to the limelight!"

"The resurrection of ancient Magi?" Ignox didn't know what to say anymore. He could only continue to listen. Once he heard everything and understood it, he realised that the war erupting once more was very likely.

Having established bodies of laws as they entered rank 7, Magi were near indestructible with almost eternal life. Even if they were killed their truesouls would enter a deep slumber in the river of space and time. They would bide their time there, waiting for resurrection along with many conscients lying in wait in different locations.

Ignox was merely a rank 7 Magus. The resurrection of a large group of peak rank 8s was a scary thought. After all, the resurrection would not only happen in the Magus world. The World of Gods too would traverse planes to the river of space and time, once again reclaiming their divine seats! In such a brutal battle, even rank 7 Magi could perish easily!

"What does this have to do with Leylin?" Ignox asked with a hoarse voice.

"We need to treat anyone rising up just before the Final War with great importance," Mother Core's voice was still as steady as before. "They could be favoured by the World Will, obtaining even more power from the origin force. It isn't just Leylin, I've sent my other clones into other worlds like Purgatory and the Icy World, looking for powerful Magi with the strength to lead us into war!"

"We're making preparations for the second war? I understand!" Ignox nodded his head vigorously, wanting to return and start his preparations.

He wasn't a coward, but the war was just too terrifying. A rank 7 was mere collateral damage in a battle between peak rank 8s, and he was now in danger of death. He wouldn't even know how he'd died.

'However, danger walks hand in hand with opportunity.' Ignox's eyes flashed after Mother Core left, 'In the midst of such an epic battle, we Magi can absorb the gods' comprehension of laws and grow stronger quickly. It won't even be impossible to advance to the peak of rank 8…

'Legends say that the path to eternity will open up when the Magi and gods determine a victor, devouring the other party completely.'

Talent, determination, and luck were all factors required for a Magus to advance to rank 7. However, the most important requirement was something else— ambition! Ignox, too, aimed for immortality!

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Planning

Misty green origin force surged in a boundless sea, containing absolute strength as it swelled and roared. This energy represented the Magus World itself, the power of its origin! Even Leylin, a rank 7 Warlock, was a mere ant in front of the might of these waves of origin force.

As a Warlock, Leylin had already assimilated this aura into his soul. The origin force didn't reject him, instead enveloping him gently and replenishing his powers.

"Almighty and pure, as expected of the Magus World. Only the origin force of the World of Gods could be of similar quality…" With his advancement to a demigod in the prime material plane, along with his experiences in that other world, Leylin identified the differences very quickly.

'It's not entirely impossible to reach peak rank 8 or even rank 9 if I could fully master this origin force…' Leylin's eyes held a trace of longing, but it was only a dream for now.

Through his acute senses, he felt that this roaring sea of origin force had an extremely powerful conscient sleeping within, with numerous broken laws seeping out. One could absorb some of the origin force, but if they wanted to monopolise it they would only be courting death! Even existences such as Mother Core were not able to do as they wish.

'Even with Baator's origin force I can only wield the power my authority gives me. Ultimately it isn't mine, and can be taken away any time. The Hag Countess was a good example…' Leylin sighed.

Lords were like feudal emperors. They could only mobilise their troops freely when they themselves were powerful. Similarly, once a lord no longer occupied their position they would lose control over the World Origin Force.

This was why Leylin would not hesitate to leave Dis. It was fine to use strength that was not his in the short run, but he would only be courting death if he relied too much on it.

However, the scenario now was different. Although the origin force that he was absorbing was minute, but once he took it in it would become his own strength. It couldn't be taken away.

[Beep! Host is absorbing the Magus World's origin force, statistics rising…] Leylin smiled after looking at the indicator on the A.I. Chip. 'Rank 7 is just the beginning. I need to grow stronger, advancing in rank…'

Leylin relinquished control of his body, absorbing a large amount of origin force to be absorbed. After converting it using the laws of devouring, he turned this strength into his own. His mind and soul were focused on comprehending these laws.

The exposure to the laws of the world was a good thing for Leylin. With his body recently becoming a complete body of laws as well, his understanding of them was elevated.

First were the laws of devouring and gluttony, followed by massacre, destruction, disease, and healing.

The World of Gods was simply a paradise for a Magus who wielded laws, the power of worship aiding their understanding of the world. As long as their worshippers continued to pray, a Magus would continue to grow in their understanding of their domains. It would aid them in their comprehension of laws.

This process was too fast, though. Leylin wanted to slow down, avoiding an unstable foundation. 'My path leads to destruction, and is covered in darkness and evil. In the future, it will consist of a foundation of time and space, and dreamforce is the bridging factor…'

Under such a conducive environment, Leylin repeatedly simulated the laws he'd comprehended, finding that there were some imperfections in his understanding that he corrected immediately. Time passed by without him realising it.

[Beep! Time has ended!] Leylin recollected his senses with the A.I. Chip's voice. Just as the voice sounded, the large doors appeared once again.

"Sigh… I wish I could stay here forever, comprehending all laws completely and only leaving when my body is satisfied with the origin force…" Leylin lamented as he left.

In actuality, that was just a farfetched dream. The origin force of the Magus World was extremely precious, and the World Will would grow furious if too much was absorbed at a time. There was a limited amount that one could assimilate. On top of that, there was a long queue comprised of beings who'd comprehended laws waiting for this small amount.

If not for Mother Core's preferential treatment and protection, Leylin would not have had this privilege. Sometimes fairness was an advantage, especially to new people like him.

Having understood this, Leylin went to thank Mother Core personally, seeing one of her clones to express his gratitude.

'A.I. Chip, display stats,' Leylin commanded inwardly.

[Leylin Farlier, Rank 7 Warlock, Bloodline: Targaryen. Strength: 223.51, Agility: 180.67, Vitality: 306.37, Spiritual Force: 579.86, Body of Laws. Law Comprehension: Devouring (100%), Massacre (58%). Origin Force Saturation Level: 27.99%]

'Mm, it looks like I can absorb it again. I'm not fully saturated with World Origin Force,' Leylin had a satisfied look on his face at the increase of stats. Compared to those Magi of laws who easily needed thousands upon thousands of years to advance, his speed was indeed frightening to everyone around him.

'However, the Magus World's data calculations are still different from the World of Gods. The worlds' laws are different, and cannot be changed. '

The World of Gods had its own unique laws, where each growth in one's statistics led to a more significant boost than the last. The Magus World was different, with the increase not significant.

'However, even with a conservative estimate I could even be stronger than lesser gods. Of course, that's ignoring their divine realms…' Leylin had a very clear understanding of his own strength.

"I have to visit Freya, Celine and the first level of the subterranean world…" Leylin shook his head, feeling extremely busy. He had many things to do, and with so many of just his direct descendants populating the area he had a headache ahead.

However, the Targaryen bloodline was strengthened through the flourishing of the Farliers. It gave him a bittersweet feeling.

Leylin had a detailed plan on his schedule. First, he had to look for his women, children, grandchildren, and great grandchildren, nurturing those with talent.

Next would be a trip to Dreamscape. The Nightmare Absorbing Physique was a mystery, and the quality of dreamforce was changing. However, he had to find answers as to why the power of dreamforce fluctuated so, after all it was of utmost importance to his growth.

For a peak rank 8 to advance to rank 9, their paths needed to accommodate spacetime. One needed a good foundation that could endure that power, and choosing the wrong type of force would prove fatal to him.

This stringent condition had stumped countless ancient Magi. Leylin too had suspected that Mother Core was in this position, hence she could not advance another step. He'd never heard of someone being able to change their path after starting on it.

'Dreamforce is currently in a weak phase, and the dangers there are minimal. It's a great time to explore. Once I find what I need and digest it, it'll be ripe time to meet the Snake Dowager!'

Although the Snake Dowager had sent Leylin a message when he advanced to rank 7, Leylin had no intentions of carrying out his obligation immediately. She had to be kidding! With a thousand years on the contract, why would he act so quickly?

The Snake Dowager had cancelled all their previous enmities by laughing it off. However, Leylin did not think that way. She would still have resentment that he'd split the throne over the ten thousand snakes, forcefully taking bloodline origin from her. She wouldn't be able to put it down so easily. If he could help her obtain the Shadow World, his path would be riddled with traps and danger.

Even if the Snake Dowager wanted to let bygones be bygones and sincerely work with Leylin, he did not feel that he was invincible now. It was necessary for him to explore Dreamscape before he fulfilled his contract with her.

Even if Leylin gained nothing from the exploration itself, he could completely understand his powers as a rank 7 Warlock. It would also give him time to absorb more origin force, stabilising his standing and prowess amongst his peers. By then. He'd be more confident in dealing with a possible pretense.

No matter when, no matter who, only people with similar strengths could bargain on equal grounds. This was something Leylin held a firm belief in, and would continue to believe…

With his speed as a rank 7 Warlock he could move anywhere within the Magus World in a moment. Leylin had returned to the core of the Ouroboros Clan, to Targaryen Castle, in but the blink of an eye. This place housed many of the Targaryen bloodline.

""Father!"" A group of Warlocks was waiting for him there, led by two handsome youths who resembled Leylin closely.

Of course Leylin looked young himself, but his eyes revealed his extensive experience and maturity. Standing side by side, the three looked like brothers and not father and children.

"Syre! Daniel! Rise!" Leylin smiled gently as he looked as his two sons, their mothers behind them with his other clan members.

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The Skies

Leylin sized up both of his sons.

The eldest, Daniel, had inherited Leylin's law of devouring in addition to dreamforce, given the name Jörmungandr. Syre, the son of his first wife, had instead inherited his ability of endlessness, and thus was called Ouroboros.

Currently Daniel seemed to be stronger, already a peak rank 6 Warlock because of the power of his mature bloodline. Yet, although Syre wasn't as strong, his inheritance obscured his future, giving him an infinite potential!

As the progenitor of his own bloodline, Leylin made a judgement the moment he saw his sons, 'I need to adjust their bloodlines…'

Other Warlocks inherited negative side-effects from their bloodline, such as bloodline shackles and emotional instability. However, Leylin's Targaryen family did not face this problem. As the progenitor of the bloodline and with the help of the A.I. Chip, Leylin could fix its flaws. Such an ability ensured that few of his descendants experienced paranoia and madness, causing the Targaryens to be highly regarded by others.

Now that Leylin's own bloodline had been purified once more, his descendants stood a greater chance of improving themselves. Leylin spent some time at Ouroboros Castle, enjoying playing with his grandchildren.

Although such a thing was odd, Leylin even had great grandchildren now. He had to placate all the women he'd left behind when he holed himself up.

Leylin adjusted the Jörmungandr and Ouroboros bloodlines, removing all negative effects in their genes and preventing his future descendants from facing defects at birth. At the same time, however, he began preparing to enter Dreamscape from the shadows.

'The flow of time in the Magus World is different from that in the World of Gods…' After a sumptuous banquet, Leylin entered his own laboratory once more, carrying a crystal ball with a strange expression on his face.

He'd invited several of the Ouroboros Clan elders to the gathering, and even other rank 6 Magi from the central continent.

Back when he hadn't stepped completely into rank 7 yet, these people had all been like ants before him. Now, it was even more so; his sons being able to beat up all the Breaking Dawns on the continent, Leylin had lost all interest in proving his might. Only a slight hint at his desire for information on the flying city on his part had his descendants and subordinates frighten the Monarch of the Skies into handing over the information.

However, given his level Leylin did not wish to rob these pitiful people. It felt like he was bullying a child. Thus he opened his treasure vault up, allowing the Monarch's subordinates to take a few items as compensation. This way, the Monarch would be satisfied in having struck a good deal.

'The flying city in the Magus World should be the original form of those from the World of Gods…' The A.I. Chip's light flashed, and the information within the crystal ball was all copied as it compared Sky City with Thultanthar. In doing so it discovered many problems.

'City flight was indeed something devised by Magi, but the arcanists changed it. Adding secondary energy functions, they turned flying cities into a weapon that could threaten the divine realms of gods…'

Not everything from the ancient past was useful. The creativity of the arcanists had put the flying cities of the Magi to shame, even if it was likely that Distorted Shadow played an important role in establishing them in the World of Gods and developing their cities.

Yet all that didn't matter to Leylin. He wanted information about the original flying city so that he could better understand how to operate Thultanthar. He cared not for old and new, good and evil. Disregarding status, he would use what benefited him and toss away anything that would bring him harm.

'Everything of value in the world is for me to use!' This was the quintessence of ancient rulers' philosophies, and the motto of all Magi who'd comprehended laws! They pursued the truth, extracting strength from what had value. Such was the basis of their operations..

'Although the limited laws in this world stopped the Magi from harnessing its full potential, the theory behind the flying cities is similar…' Leylin nodded his head.

[Beep! Technology behind Sky City has been sorted, storing into database. Filename Flying City, analysis 100%. Ability to transfer usage to Thultanthar: 9.85%] the A.I. Chip's voice intoned.

'It is a prototype after all. An increase of 10% is already decent enough.' The Netherese flying city he'd obtained in the Frostfall Valleys had always been one of Leylin's trump cards. He would improve it with every chance he had.

In ancient times, Great Arcanists armed with flying cities were something even the gods had feared. In the end, the gods had destroyed them at all costs. However, Thultanthar had been hidden away, now found by Leylin to become a killing trump card. There would come a day when it resurfaced in the World of Gods again, opening its malevolent jaws towards the gods themselves…

'A.I. Chip, transfer the data to the auxiliary chip in the World of Gods!' Leylin ordered.

The Manderhawke Plate had stabilised his connection with the World of Gods. He believed his demigod clone on the other side would be able to make full use of this information. Done dealing with these trivial tasks, Leylin focused on the lab once more.

"Dreamscape…" Leylin muttered, the dark crimson dreamforce appearing around the place giving off a misty and heavy atmosphere. The red light revealed multiple runes on his body, as well as a vertical eye between his brows.

Dreamscape had stilled right now, dreamforce entering a period of weakness. It made it extremely difficult for any beings to survive in the place, and even the vile existences of Dreamscape had to seal themselves up. It was even harsher for the other creatures, the usage of dreamforce becoming more difficult greatly weakening them.

However, this wasn't a problem for Leylin. 'So much dreamforce responded to a single though, and that's when dreamforce is at its weakest…'

He was rather moved. 'The Nightmare Absorbing Physique is indeed something else. It's like the authority of a Lord of Baator… Nay, its power is even greater. After all, Baator is but one part of the World of Gods. As for Dreamscape, at its peak it can even rival the Magus World itself…'

Leylin was no stranger to dreamforce. He'd explored Dreamscape once back when he was still a rank 5 Warlock. With the bloodline origin he'd absorbed from the Snake Dowager also giving him a boost to his ability with dreamforce via the Alabaster Devilsnakes, Leylin's control over Dreamscape had increased greatly. His affinity with Dreamscape itself was extremely high too.

However, all that paled in comparison to the Nightmare Absorbing Physique. No, it was incomparable! Leylin felt an intoxicating call from Dreamscape's origin force.

'I used to think the Alabaster Devilsnake bloodline was extremely powerful due to its ability to enter and leave Dreamscape at will. However, compared to the Nightmare King's bloodline it's nothing at all…'

If the Alabaster Devilsnake was of a commoner status in a kingdom, then the Nightmare Absorption Physique was a prince, even a king! Apart from Dreamscape's World Will, Leylin didn't have to bother about anyone else.

'No wonder the Nightmare King could rise to such power and was unstoppable in his tracks, it's like a hack…' Just this one connection with Dreamscape left Leylin feeling extremely powerful. He would even dare challenge the Snake Dowager if they were in Dreamscape!

'I don't have any mortal enemies, but if I did I would drag them all into Dreamscape and make them suffer, or even die…' Leylin's mind ran numerous calculations, combining the advantages of the A.I. Chip and Dreamscape itself. Even if it was the Snake Dowager or Nefarious Filthbird, he had a sixty percent chance of slaying them within it.

'But Magi who comprehend laws cannot act like that.' Leylin sighed inwardly. Having become a rank 7 Warlock he now had a better understanding of the social game in the upper circles. Magi of laws were just too powerful, and it was extremely hard for them to die. Even if they did resurrection was an easy thing. This had caused many existences to join forces in fear.

It was extremely easy to isolate oneself by blatantly declaring war on such existences. More important was that he had a decent relationship with the Snake Dowager, and she had even requested his assistance. He had no enmity with the Nefarious Filthbird either, so there was no need to do such a thing.

Of course, if those dignitaries of the Purgatory World still bore grudges and wanted to give him trouble, Leylin would not mind teaching them a lesson.

On the other hand, it was time to consider a joint effort. The cake in the World of Gods was too big. Leylin would definitely be ganged up by the gods if he were to start a war. Hence, seeking arrangements and help from other forces had to be considered.

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Returning To Dreamscape

'Be it the ancient Magi sealed at the core of the Weave or the beings of law outside it, none are easily dealt with…' Leylin stroked his chin, already having a clear strategy in mind. 'Having these sides control each other seems like a good idea. Whatever it is, when the time comes I'll be the leader and tyrant there. I'll get the greatest benefits anyway.'

To gain these benefits Leylin had to create a good impression. At the very least, he had to guarantee that when the time came and he called out loud, numerous Magi of laws would follow him in exploring the treasures of the World of Gods…

"I still need to wait and amass faith in the World of Gods, but I can begin exploring Dreamscape soon…" Leylin muttered under his breath, his body gradually fading away as he vanished.

In the boundless astral plane, the World of Gods and the Magus World were like two large funnels taking up most of the space and resources. They also possessed the most powerful World Wills and Origin Forces. Numerous small worlds surrounded them like stars, the strongest of them being worlds like Purgatory, the Shadow World, the Icy World and the like.

However, there was an interesting existence amongst all these worlds. It was everywhere, grown by dreams yet with true form. At the peak of power, its World Origin Force was comparable to that of the Magus World and World of Gods.

This was Dreamscape, a place full of strange incredible phenomena, a bizarre and terrifying world that could even warp time and space. Dreamscape was the only amazing place able to come into contact with the World of Gods and avoid being suppressed greatly.

In ancient times, the Nightmare King had used his Nightmare Absorbing Physique to become the quickest to reach the peak of rank 8, turning up his nose at numerous Magi and becoming a nightmare for the gods. He had wished for death himself, the World of Gods unable to do anything about him otherwise.

Leylin had inherited such a bloodline, now seeing things from the perspective of the Nightmare King and beginning to focus on the outline of Dreamscape.

Usually when traversing through worlds, Leylin could only passively rely on the abilities of his bloodline. The elusive defences of Dreamscape had left him grasping at straws for information of its working. Yet right now Dreamscape seemed to treat Leylin like its own child, unhesitating as it showed everything behind that mysterious veil.

'This affinity… I'd believe it if someone told me that the Nightmare Absorbing Physique is a reincarnation of part of the World Will of Dreamscape!' Leylin's eyes showed his shock as he saw the seemingly boundless world in front of him.

The place he was at currently seemed to be a crevice without mass and volume. It was like an intersection between a two dimensional space and a three dimensional world. An edge twisted up like a monster, showing him an unending number of dream worlds mixed with spacetime.

Large amounts of small dreams were birthed at the edges of Dreamscape, just as quickly dying away. Many powerful dreams instead intersected with each other, forming strange warped regions with such destruction at their core that even Leylin would fear them.

Most importantly, Leylin noticed that the entire Dreamscape was like a huge black hole, pulling in bits of light without end. They were dreams of intelligent beings from all the worlds, attracted by Dreamscape's might. All beings capable of thought could dream. And when they dreamed, they would unconsciously be attracted to Dreamscape!

Dreamscape was actually a combined body of dreams from most intellectual beings. These beings originated from all worlds, including the Magus World and World of Gods!

'This means there was no such thing as Dreamscape in the beginning. However, with the advent of intellectual beings, the dreams of powerful life forms coalesced to form Dreamscape?'

This possibility left Leylin speechless. It made him recall the World of Gods, which itself was similar in its working. There had been no divine beings before faith took hold.

'This is why Dreamscape is so strange, being both strong and weak at the same time.' Leylin sensed that he had somewhat grasped the key to the weakening of dreamforce.

"But I can't conclude it just like this. I need to explore, move around, and see more… Whatever it is, I still have time as I cultivate my clone. There's a millenium left for the contract with the Snake Dowager…"

Crimson light flashed as Leylin broke through the boundary of Dreamscape, arriving in a true dream.

Whoosh!* Surging, howling origin force appeared around Leylin, like a kindly mother seeing her son return home dead tired from travel.

[Beep! Discovered large amounts of Dreamscape Origin Force. Absorb?] the A.I. Chip prompted.

'No!' Leylin shook his head, dissipating the origin force around him.

The World Origin Force from Dreamscape was much more abundant than from the Magus World, equivalent to what all the Magi of laws had access to combined. It would be enough to raise him to the peak of his current existence.

However, Leylin didn't have the courage to do that. Before he dealt with the flaws of dreamforce, suddenly adding Dreamscape Origin Force to the mix could cause great problems in the future.

'Dreamscape's going to be here anyway. I can come over whenever I want and absorb it, it's not like I'm missing any chances…' Having thought this through, Leylin did not lament as he sent away the roaring origin force and sized up his surroundings.

The place was desolate and bleak, lacking life. The plains, forests, valles, lakes and streams from before had completely turned into a yellow desert, and even the air itself had lost almost all moisture.

Leylin's soul force spread far and wide. With his attainments as a rank 7 Warlock, he could still only find the traces of a few life forms in the vast area. It was like the entirety of Dreamscape had died.

'No, it isn't death. More like Dreamscape is hibernating…' His powerful truesoul that was powered by laws combined with his delicate control over soul force to allow Leylin to notice some differences. Weak, tiny lives were hidden layers underneath the barrenness, like seeds germinating under the safe protection of the earth. It perfectly preserved their last chance at life, awaiting the arrival of spring.

Destructive snow floated down a few regions, upon several powerful and vile soul undulations that were lying in wait. These were the evil gods of Dreamscape, the Lords of Calamity. Even these existences of laws had chosen to seal themselves in, struggling at death's door.

However, one would be making a huge mistake underestimating them. Any lord that sealed themselves definitely had contacts, and could sense what was going on outside. The moment anything happened that would harm them or their reputation, they would unseal themselves.

While dreamforce was weakened, the Origin Force and accumulated soul energy in their bodies would couple with their advantage as natives of Dreamscape, allowing them to bring devastate and kill the invaders!

Before this was known many people had sought treasure when dreamforce weakened. They'd all died. Now they were much smarter, like the one-eyed dragon he'd met before.

'Come to think of it, is this really the place where Gillian and her people once lived?'

With the authority coming from his Nightmare Absorbing Physique, Leylin naturally chose an area in Dreamscape that he would be comfortable in. However, as he gazed at the boundless barrenness, he could not help but look rueful. While knowing changes in the environment of Dreamscape happened quickly, he had not thought it would be so rapid.

In his discussions with the Snake Dowager, he had come over for a while. However, the environment had drastically changed, but the terrain was still somewhat similar. Hence, he had found the place where Gillian had stayed at.

But now? All traces, particularly the terrain, had completely disappeared.

'The smells in the air tell me that it's been about fifteen thousand years since I last came…' Leylin's nose twitched slightly as he sniffed at the air, and then came up with a conclusion unwillingly, 'Looks like this place was unlucky enough to be affected by a terrifying wave of accelerated time…

'She did say she wanted to go to the territories of the Lord of Calamity in the north… I should take a look…' Leylin stroked his chin.

The reason Leylin had come to Dreamscape was to resolve the issue of dreamforce weakening, and Gillian was just something on the side. So much time had passed already, and even her great grandchildren would have died of old age. It was very likely that her entire tribe had died out.

However, Leylin had a strange feeling. Before dreamforce weakened, the changes to her people could bring him a huge batch of helpers and strength if he was lucky. And in Dreamscape, anything could happen!

'Also… this is just on the side. A.I. Chip!' Leylin commanded.

[Beep! Mission established. Gathering Dreamscape Origin Force undulations… Current progress: 0.0001%. Estimated time of completion: 3987h 13min. If host can obtain samples of rank 7 lifeforms of Dreamscape, this can be quickened.] The A.I. Chip faithfully intoned.

'The A.I. Chip's analysis can continue as long as I'm in Dreamscape. Now I can go see the Lord of Calamity in the north, finding out their secrets.'

Leylin's body instantly turned into a boundless darkness sweeping towards the north, and two gusts of wind raced behind him sounding powerful and terrifying.

The last time he was here Leylin had sensed the auras of numerous Lords of Calamity in the north. Then he'd been unwilling to antagonize them, and was also busy with the World of Gods. Thus he'd retreated.

However, things were different now.

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Bodach

The place Leylin had chosen was significant. It was where he'd first met the one-eyed owl, what he now suspected was a clone of the Nightmare King. The owl was the one who'd given him his dream feather, making his lab connect to Dreamscape.

It was also at this place that he'd discovered Gillian, a native of Dreamscape. That time had given him precious research materials, allowing him to increase his understanding of dreamforce.

The many Lords of Calamity stayed to the north of this place, at least five to six of these sovereigns of Dreamscape there at the minimum. Normally they would radiate their powers unconsciously, bringing disaster upon the natives. It made the place a forbidden ground for them.

But now, it was different. Dreamforce had weakened, and the area around these existences was the only place they could survive. After all, the reason that was the place the Lords of Calamity chose was that it would resist the weakening of dreamforce.

Compared to total annihilation, a blizzard, radiation, or any other calamities were a joke. This was why, in a critical period, it had made sense for Gillian's tribe to move north. Those evil sovereigns ignored their kind like they were ants anyway.

"Is this the wondrous nature of life?" Leylin exclaimed. He could sense that the north contained the most life in all of Dreamscape.

There seemed to be a strange parasitic ecosystem of the inhabitants there, where the natives sought shelter behind the Lords who resisted the weakening of the dreamforce. There were many tribes there like Gillian's.

'This should make for a good investigation. Hmm?' Leylin stopped in midair, as he scanned the gigantic dark figure with the A.I. Chip, and recalled that familiar aura.

"I finally meet someone I recognise?" Leylin smiled, "Let's go greet him!"

Rumble!* Leylin had grown used to his powers as a rank 7. With the addition of Dreamscape Origin Force, he could exert earth-shattering power.

"Break!" Leylin willed the very earth to split apart, revealing a bottomless abyss. Even this was with him restraining himself, not using the power of the origin force. Had he done so, a small part of the continent would have been split apart easily.

"Transform mud to rocks! And earth to metal!" Magi of laws were close to the source of magic. There was nothing unnatural about these effects, especially given Leylin's study of the World of Gods.

Under his control bloodline energy fused with dreamforce, forming spells that seemed to be from both Magi and gods. Leylin was just like the gods who could perform magic with just a word, changing reality as the ground he'd split open had turned into a huge steel plate.

Boom!* A fast-moving black figure crashed into it underground, denting it even as an earth-shattering sound rumbled out.

"Damn it! Why is there a steel plank here? No, is this a layer of the ground made of metal?" The surface of the earth was clawed open by two large dragon claws, and a tremendous dragon poked its head through like a dejected groundhog.

Unlike the dragons of the World of Gods this one only had a large yellow eyeball, two thorny barbs like mountains on its back. Its large meaty wings that could cover the skies were currently curled up, streamlining its body while kept at its side. It was very suitable for digging underground.

Even more terrifyingly, the body of this dragon emitted terrifying energy undulations like those of Magi of laws. It showed the being's power. In the World of Gods, perhaps only the legendary Platinum Dragon could compare to it.

"Long time no see, Mister one-eyed dragon from the Ultron World!" Seeing the one-eyed dragon who'd changed his profession to excavation, Leylin did his best to stifle his laughter as he greeted him politely.

"Hm? Who dares make fun of the mighty Gigakell dragon race?" The dragon patted his head with his huge claws, seeming to recover from his stupor, "And here I was, thinking that it shouldn't be possible for me to miss something happening straight ahead. So it's that Magus from before!"

While mumbling and complaining to himself, he pulled his large body out of the ground. "It's been a few thousand years since we last met, but you've already completely entered rank 7. Such talent leaves me envious… But then again, this is Dreamscape. Who knows how many years have passed outside? It might have been tens of thousands of years that just slipped through my fingers…"

"Does that mean you've been staying in Dreamscape all this time, my Lord?" Leylin asked in surprise.

"Of course! Don't you know how plentiful the treasures in Dreamscape are? Especially at the core… the lustre of the pure suolo gems…. Ah, those are ten thousand times more beautiful than the Mother Dragon's eyes… If not for that damned Lord of Calamity stopping me then, I would have… pooh!"

The one-eyed dragon seemed to notice that he had accidentally revealed something and used claws to cover his mouth.

"I see!" Leylin nodded, while scorning him inside. The greedy nature of dragons was something that would never change even in the vastness of the astral plane. Be the dragons in the World of Gods or the Magus World, they all seemed to have a similar characteristic.

"But— please forgive me for my bluntness— but you seem to be in need of help…" Leylin focused on this body that was as large as a mountain. A number of purple eyes were stuck to the dragon's thick horns and scales, looking rather disgusting.

Streaks of deep wounds appeared next to these purple eyes, constantly healing and tearing apart. Just the sight could almost cause one to feel the great pain.

'Taking into account all that he said, could it be that he coveted some Lord of Calamity's treasure and was unlucky enough to be caught, thus leaving him in this state? He has no choice but to keep escaping…' Leylin thought inside, but his hands did not stop moving. A light green layer of clouds covered the body of the one-eyed dragon, tiny droplets of water dripping down.

The one-eyed Dragon observed Leylin warily with his yellow eyes as the green mist arrived, sniffing with his long snout. That seemed to leave him satisfied, and he did not shy away.

Pss Pss!* The green rainwater made contact with the wounds, creating large amounts of corrosive white gas. However, the wounds that healed no longer ripped apart, allowing the dragon to snort comfortably.

"There are two types of injuries on your body. The most terrifying is the curse of the purple eyes, which I'm unable to remove for now. However, I can remove the accompanying effects of eternal clawing injuries…" Leylin looked satisfied.

When it came to healing injuries made by dreamforce, this was a very rare opportunity for him during his travels in Dreamscape. Besides, it was not so easy to get a guinea pig with the strength of a rank 7 Magus, as well as the chance to sense the strength of a Lord of Calamity so closely.

"Plague, calamity, curse…" However, being so close, the power of calamity he could sense from the purple eyes caused Leylin's expression to change. This was formed practically out of the most evil powers of law, which even he was frightened by.

"As expected of a Lord of Calamity. This ability perhaps surpasses the limits of rank 7…" Leylin sized the one-eyed Dragon in front of him up and down. Just the fact that the dragon could survive with his life while being pursued by such a terrifying character was more than enough for Leylin to think highly of him.

"Haha… thank you, Magus who possesses the abilities of healing. I feel much better now!" The dragon happily stretched out his bodies, yellow eyes reflecting Leylin's figure. "You are a good Magus, worthy of the friendship of the Gigakell Dragons!"

The tremendous one-eyed dragon sniffed at Leylin, "My real name is Bodach Avdizlok Ultron. I swear on my truename that I shall make a contract with you. As long as you or your blood summon this name for help, I of the one-eyed dragon clan shall give you power. Of course, you'll need to hand over a something of equal value as payment…"

As an existence of laws, there was no need to doubt his vows. However, seeing the sly look on the dragon's face, Leylin was speechless.

'Are you trying to bully me because I've never been to the World of Gods and don't know about the 'Dragon Tribe's Contract of Alliance'?' Leylin ridiculed him inside. The 'Dragon Tribe's Contract of Alliance' in the World of Gods was said to be the contract with the least limitations. As long as enough gold kronas were paid up, a whole pile of demigod dragons could be called up. Of course, the cost was so high even Waukeen's church would go bankrupt.

The one-eyed dragon Bodach's contract was the same. While this looked to be a contract for summoning at any time as thanks towards Leylin, the rewards he'd want would be enough for anyone to cough up blood.

Leylin had a strong suspicion that the dragon had given all his friends the same contract, in order to amass his wealth.

"Forget it. I'm not going to use it anyway…" Leylin rolled his eyes inside, and then looked at Bodach.

"Thank you for your goodwill, but I think it's better if we discuss the curse on you now…" With Leylin's experience, the speed at which his attitude changed caused even the dragon to be astonished, "Unless it's the spellcaster themselves, it's very difficult to remove it. On top of that, with the passage of time, it could cause even more horrifying harm to you…"

While Leylin was certain that he could remove it with a few years of research, especially given the Nightmare Absorbing Physique, he decided to hide this.

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Rescue and Treatment

"Leylin, my friend, you must help me!" At the mention of this curse that was like a maggot hidden in his bones, Bodach put on a painful expression. His huge body laid down on the ground, eyes pitiful as he gazed up at Leylin like an ant. The scene was rather hilarious.

"This… It's quite troublesome…" Leylin furrowed his brows, as if this was extremely difficult. "Why don't you try settling this with that Lord of Calamity? He's currently hibernating, so he probably wouldn't be willing to offend a foreign being of laws too much, no?" He proposed.

"No, his suolo gems are still with me… Err… No, Bodach didn't steal anything. I'm being maligned…" The one-eyed dragon confessed everything without being pressed.

"I see…" Leylin turned and left, having no interest in offending a powerful Lord of Calamity for a thief.

"Uh… Wait, my friend. Bodach can help you!" Seeing Leylin intend to leave, the dragon immediately began to panick. Having been tortured by these injuries for such a long time, he knew that this Magus was the only one able to help him aside from that Lord of Calamity himself.

"Oh? Help me?" Leylin halted his footsteps, judging the huge body of the One-Eyed Dragon and his yellow eyes with interest, "You know what I need?"

"No…" Bodach answered honestly, "But Bodach once smelled you near the northern territories of the Lords of Calamity…."

"My smell…" Leylin did not know whether to laugh or cry, but he did know that one-eyed dragons had extremely sensitive senses of smells.

More importantly, they did not just distinguish between the particles in the air, but tracked things down based on the smells of souls. Hence, even though thousands or tens of thousands of years had passed, anything that Leylin had made contact with back then would not be able to escape his senses.

"Yes… It's a tiny area where some natives work. I once smelt your scent at the very centre… It was rather weak… Whether the tribe, or you back then!"

The one-eyed dragon had a crafty look in his yellow eyes, "I assume… pursuing that friendship in your youth must be one of the reasons that you've come to Dreamscape, right?"

'Seems like he really has once seen Gillian's tribe…' Leylin nodded, 'But… you're too naive. Did you think I would offend a Lord of Calamity over a few natives?

'Even with my personal feelings towards them, the value of the natives can't be compared with what might happen…' His relationship with Gillian and the rest were just like strangers coming together at best, taking what they needed from each other. Leylin had probably even invested more, and merely wanted to take a look at them on the way.

Taking care of a complicated curse just to obtain information on them, even offending a Lord of Calamity? Leylin wasn't that foolish.

"I hate Magi the most. They're all so cool-headed and full of schemes… Don't you know that in the Ultron World helping others is a great virtue?" Bodach mumbled in his dissatisfaction.

"That's why the Ultron World was swept into a few great wars, dropping down from a medium-ranked world to a low-ranked world without a name for itself. Perhaps you're its only remaining being of laws…"

Leylin gazed at him, causing the other party to unconsciously look away, "Did you think that I'd never read the epics of Ultron's rise and fall?"

"Fine! Your great knowledge makes it such that you won't ever be at a disadvantage! I'll need to include this in my reflections about the scent of Magi, and pass it down to those of my race…" The dragon looked crestfallen, "You've won. Speak! What do you want before you'll heal me?"

"That's the way!" Leylin turned, a smile on his face.

News of a few natives was obviously not enough for him to change his mind, but a rank 7 dragon of laws was somewhat passable.

"Firstly… The Dragon Tribe's Contract of Alliance from before needs to be amended! Give me news about the natives too… And… even if we're found by the Lord of Calamity, I'm just a doctor that you sought out and have nothing to do with this. You are to swear all this upon your truesoul of laws, to the astral and river of space and time!"

As a Lord of Baator, Leylin's ability with contracts was almost comparable to the great Archdevils. Even the one-eyed dragon broke out in cold sweat.

"Goodness… Even the Tieman astral beings, known in the astral world for how harsh they are in their contracts, can't set up such stringent and harsh contracts…" Bodach lamented, grabbing at his head with his huge dragon claws.

Unfortunately, the ball was now in Leylin's court. He still needed to get Leylin to solve his problems, and therefore had no way to say no.

After they both made the soul oath using their truesouls of laws, Leylin sized up the one-eyed dragon who was as large as a mountain and frowned. "Your body is too huge. Become like me!"

"That's easy…" Bodach agreed, body shrinking and melting into a purple light as he turned into a middle-aged man with long purple hair.

Perhaps it was the difference in their races' aesthetics, but Bodach had a single eye in this form, a yellow vertical one. Numerous red blood vessels bulged everywhere, making him look somewhat frightening.

However, Leylin did not mind that much. After all, there were far too many strange beings in the astral plane similar to humans. Dreamscape was a region with even more creativity in this area, which was why there was nothing strange about strange life forms similar to humans here.

"But…" Leylin took a look at the back of Bodach's hand, arm and shoulder. There were still purple eye marks there, stubborn and not disappearing.

"See for yourself… It's so troublesome…" Bodach pinched and broke a purple eye, and large amounts of yellow pus dripped to the ground, corroding into it further to leave a deep dark hole. A new circle of eyes appeared around the purple eyeballs, even more slender than before yet still possessing the same immense hatred and malicious intent.

'You stole someone else's possessions and still dare complain?' Leylin rolled his eyes inside, speechless. However, he knew that what he'd done was more infuriating than that, and besides he was making use of the dragon. He wasn't in a position to criticize Bodach.

"I'll need some time to remove the malicious intent…" Leylin extended his right hand, swiping up some pus with his index finger. The corrosive liquid obviously could do nothing against Leylin, and was burnt to ashes by some green phosphorescence.

Traces of black gas appeared above the green flames, converging to form a few wailing faces that gradually dissipated.

"This person's knowledge on souls is not too bad. It's an expert…" Leylin nodded, motivation and fervour evident in his eyes.

"Leylin, my friend. Based on the contract, you need to remove a portion of the curse to prove your abilities before it can be effective…" The middle-aged cyclops that Bodach had become gazed at Leylin with anxiousness. Desire and thirst were evident in that single eye.

"Though I can't remove the curse immediately, it shouldn't be a problem to interfere with his tracking you. Wear this." Leylin rummaged through his item-storing magic artifact and found a silver hoop for the head, tossing it to Bodach.

The hoop was completely silver and had strange crimson lines on it, similar to a human's veins as it squirmed slightly.

"Hm? Leylin, have you gone to the Shadow World before too? The Towa people there like this style of accessories a lot…" Bodach examined it again and again, and even sniffed at it with his nose carefully.

At the end, probably after determining there was nothing with it and perhaps from faith in the contract, he chose to wear it.

"Hm? I sense that the malicious intent that seemed to be on my back has finally disappeared…" The moment the one-eyed dragon the hoop, he immediately sighed in relief. He'd been afraid of the Lord of Calamity tracking him down before, which was why he'd been fleeing like a stray dog when he bumped into Leylin. No matter what he did, there was no way to stop the tracking from the curse. However, this feeling finally disappeared from his bones.

"Great! This is great…" Bodach cheered, his sound so powerful that the dust in the surroundings vibrated.

Leylin waved his hands and spoke stonily. "Alright. Bring me to the place you felt me connected with last, and be quick about it!"

"No problem," Bodach patted his chest in guarantee, before looking at Leylin with worry, "It's at the boundary of the River of Annihilated Sighs. We need to pass through regions where three Lords of Calamity are sealed. Leylin, my friend, does this thing really work?"

"Don't worry. Let's go!" With how Bodach was acting, Leylin knew that he must have offended one of these three Lords.

However, he was rather confident in his concealment. Besides, while Bodach had been discovered and was being pursued, the fact that the two of them were existences of laws would still strike fear in the other party's heart. When the time come, Bodach could hand over that suolo gem or whatever it was, and the other side would not put too much pressure on them.

'And… a Lord of Calamity?' That would be an evil god native to Dreamscape. Between two existences of laws, with one possessing the Nightmare Absorbing Physique, who would have the upper hand?

Leylin's eyes flashed, and he suppressed the fervour in his mind.The old one-eyed dragon was an experienced treasure-hunter after all. He was extremely familiar with the regions in Dreamscape, especially the special underground passages.

Under his lead, Leylin passed through the regions of the three Lords of Calamities without any dangers and arrived at the depths of the northern region. Life in this area was much more abundant, and according to Bodach's information Gillian and her tribe had most likely relocated to this area, and seemed to be doing pretty well.

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Dream Demon

Bang! Bang!* The dried earth suddenly burst apart, forming two dark holes. A cloaked figure emerged from each of the holes, one of them removing his cloak to observe the surrounding soil. While it was still as barren as before, there was at least some form of life here. The place was not entirely dead.

"Bodach, why are all the routes you know underground?" Leylin glanced at the one-eyed dragon, doubting its race.

"Hehe… Don't get hung up on those trivial things! So? I wasn't wrong, was I? As long as we go through the underground whistling passage, we'll be able to evade the wild regions with masters…" Bodach chuckled.

Leylin was one who only cared for the results and not the process, so he did not pursue the matter.

'A.I. Chip, conduct a scan.' Leylin immediately received information on the environment, tracking its hydrology and even the origin force. A look of astonishment flashed on his face.

"It's not bad, huh? Compared to other places, this is already like an oasis!"

Leylin's scans revealed a few small dried up shrubs in the area, making it look like the Gobi Desert. The presence of plants indicated moisture, and this flora would coexist with animal life. In an environment like Dreamscape which was often weakened, this was incredibly difficult to achieve.

'Yet in order to survive many have to kill each other. Death is unavoidable…' Leylin wondered in his mind. Survival and reproduction were the two primitive desires of all living beings, and in order to attain these two goals they could explode forth with surprising strength.

Of the two themselves, survival was the first priority. From ancient times wars for survival were the most bloody and ruthless of battles.

However, Leylin's attention had shifted from the battles between tribes, instead focusing in another direction.

'Why is this place so special? Dreamforce waning should affect the entire world…' His interest now piqued, Leylin's gaze penetrated through the skies, mountains, and rivers, as powerful soul force burst forth. At that very moment, the skies and the ground seemed to freeze.

'Hmm? Where are the Lords of Calamity here?' Leylin instantly noticed the difference here. Theoretically, the places where the natives lived should be on the land of a Lord of Calamity, yet Leylin had found no signs of such.

That wasn't all. Destructive snow was nowhere to be found, as if there was nobody in charge.

"You noticed it as well?" The one-eyed dragon chuckled as he explained, "The Lord of Calamity here has the true form of a dream demon. It chose a unique virtual seal as its innate skill, allowing it to avoid all attacks from destructive snow… "

"So that's why." Leylin nodded, understanding the situation.

Dream demons were a very rare species in Dreamscape. They were very compatible with dreamforce, and it was rumoured that adult dream demons grew as large as entire continents. Given one's size, it could seal its territory up alongside itself.

The gift of the virtual seal was one of the bloodline abilities of the dream demons. They could make their truesoul illusory, being sealed into the dreams of numerous life forms.

"In other words… This vast territory that we see here is a part of the dream demon's body… and its thoughts and will have been broken up into pieces and sealed into the dreams of the beings dwelling here, silently taking in nutrition and fighting against the weakening of dreamforce?"

Leylin felt enlightened.

The way dream demons dealt with methods was just too ingenious. By surviving within others' bodies, they could both prevent the weakening of dreamforce and evade the destructive snow. Evidently they'd formed a special symbiotic relationship with the other natives of Dreamscape.

A dream demon could nourish the natives with its dreamforce and help them with its body, who in exchange would give it the soul energy to support its truesoul and prevent it from weakening. Dream demons were one of the creatures least weakened by dreamforce entering a trough.

"But this method would need to be paired with a specific bloodline ability… There might be a single pure-blooded dream demon in all of Dreamscape…" The one-eyed dragon Bodach sighed beside him.

"Whatever the motive is, this Lord of Calamity's methods has allowed numerous natives to survive…" Leylin was quite in favour of methods like these where both parties benefited, "Given the characteristics of Dreamscape the chance of a native turning into an evil existence is one in ten thousand, maybe even one in With the characteristics of Dreamscape, the Dreamscape natives that survive could turn into evil existences could be a possibility of 00.0001% or even one in a billion. But over a long term the dream demon will obtain goodwill and connections in Dreamscape, which in itself is terrifying…"

Leylin immediately categorised the dream demon as someone not to be provoked.

'But my goal in coming here isn't to go against the comatose demon. It probably wouldn't even care if a native or two disappeared, that's like plucking off a strand of hair…' Even as he thought this, Leylin hastened towards the place with the most concentrated life aura, Bodach alongside him. The dragon said this was where he'd smelt the souls with Leylin's scent. The dragon had only been looking for treasures then, too lazy to come and take a look.

Hard soil had condensed into slabs as solid as steel here, but Leylin nodded in satisfaction.

This region was much better than others in Dreamscape. The ground over there was full of sand, with no signs of anything else to be found. In comparison, with the nourishment and support of the body of the Dream Demon, the life here could somewhat be comparable to terrible places in other worlds.

Swish! Swish!* Two black streaks suddenly appeared from underground, pouncing towards Leylin and Badoch.

"Hm? There's a living being? Not bad!" Leylin grabbed forward, and two mice with coarse fur were caught suspended in the air, beady eyes full of insanity turning into fear as the hunter became the prey.

"Sawtooth mice? The toughness of the fur and the contamination…" Blue light flashed in Leylin's eyes, and the A.I. Chip's scans immediately allowed him to gain all information regarding them.

'A vitality and radiation comparable to a rank 1 Magus. Unfortunately, that's only the bottom of the food chain here. The intelligence hasn't completely developed either, it can't even realise our might.' The single-eyed dragon snorted in annoyance, unable to understand why Leylin was interested in a few little ants.

"Then again, creatures who don't know their place won't live for long!" Leylin waved his hands.

Crack! Crack!* A sharp sound rang out as the two mice with bones like steel broke apart. Their eyes lost all lustre as they fell to the ground.

Leylin gazed into the distance and spoke profoundly, "Be careful, Bodach. We have guests."

"Guests?" Bodach looked in the same direction with puzzlement in his eyes, and a look of understanding then flashed across his face.

Two powerful existences were present there, waiting quietly in place. A soul aura that was slightly more powerful than that of the two sawtooth mice slowly drew closer.

The black grass in the distance rustled, and as if the being had discovered something the sounds stopped. It gave Leylin the feeling that the other party was feeling hesitant.

However, perhaps the temptation of the two coarse-furred mice was too huge. After a period of muffled breathing, a slender dark figure headed over.

It looked like a child, only coming up to Leylin's shoulder. He wore tanned leather hunting gear that was torn in many areas, with countless patches on it. Even then, he was still revealing a lot of skin.

Even with all these layers Leylin could still the purplish patterns on the skin. It immediately caused him to recall Gillian and her people.

The young hunter's face was tanned, and it was difficult to see what kind of expression he had on his face. His eyes first darted to the prey on the ground, and then at Leylin and Bodach, obviously frightened. No matter how he saw it, someone wearing such complete and luxurious clothing were not people to be provoked.

Gulping, the young man struggled for a long while before pointing at the bodies of the mice on the ground, "This… mine…"

Thanks to Gillian, Leylin had learnt the language of Dreamscape, so there was no language barriers. However, this wasn't much anyway. After becoming a demigod, he was able to understand all languages, and existences of laws too could transmit information through soul communication.

"Yours!" Leylin gestured, inviting him to take them. Following his gaze, he obviously saw the purple pattern markings on the two mice's hind legs.

'He ran so far just for these two, and even risked offending us. Looks like the scarcity of food here is rather terrible…' Seeing the young man cheer and rapidly throw himself over, Leylin had his own thoughts.

The natives of Dreamscape had all experienced dreamforce being poured into their bodies, their strengths boosted greatly on average. Leylin estimated that they would have no problems with becoming comparable to rank 2 Magi upon reaching adulthood.

The young man was now kneeling on the floor, seeing the blood that had spilt onto the ground with a look of pity on his face. He then picked up the mice and sucked the fresh blood out of the wounds.

The blood of these sawtooth mice had a strong taste of iron. With just a look Leylin could tell that there was a terrifying amount of radiation and contamination inside, yet the youth looked like he was sampling something extremely delicious.

"Tsk…What a good appetite! It's comparable to our rot-eating dragons…" Bodach pursed his lips.

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Village

There were now three travellers crossing the barren plains.

One of them was a young man in tattered hunting gear. He had a black ironwood lance on his back, from the tip of which hung two coarse-furred mice.

Leylin and Bodach were following him at the side. After that 'friendly and enthusiastic' interaction, they'd successfully gotten the youth to bring them to his tribe. They had found out his name as well. He was called Cabadole, and was a descendant of a large tribe nearby.

While he had yet to reach adulthood, he'd already had to take on some responsibilities. Having obtained his prey the youth was obviously elated, and he even began humming a strange tune. While Leylin suspected that these two mice could only provide for a few meals, but based on what the young man had said, this was already plentiful.

"The animals in the wilderness are extremely sly. Even the best hunters in the village can't be confident that they will get harvests every time…" Cabadole stared at Leylin and Bodach with worship in his eyes, "Are you the legendary emissaries of the Master?"

"No!" Bodach answered resolutely. He had no idea why Leylin was so interested in these ants, but since he was the one asking for a favour, he did not dare go against Leylin's wishes. However, Cabadole would never get any goodwill from him.

Unfortunately, the young man was now full of curiosity which even overshadowed his fear. "Then… did Mister Bodach come from the city? Is it Maxi City? I've been there before…"Along the way, Bodach almost broke down from all of Cabadole's antics. When they saw the low walls in the distance, the dragon was the most excited of the group, finally able to escape.

The tribe Cabadole lived in didn't just own some land. They'd built a wall at the outer regions of the village. While the defensive abilities of the wall were questionable, the strength this implied comforted Leylin.

Clang!* At this moment, the entrance to the village opened. A group of villagers dressed in coarse black clothing walked out, a few elders at their center. There seemed to be some sorrow in the air, and many women were weeping while covering their mouths.

"Looks like they aren't here to welcome you, kid!" Bodach chuckled, but Cabadole did not retort at all. His eyes were fixed at the few native elder at the centre, fists clenched so tight that he was almost bleeding.

"Are they expelling the elders?" Leylin had a feeling that when productivity was lowest, many tribes would choose to chase the elderly with no ability to work away.

"No… they're doing this voluntarily." Cabadole's voice was low, "For the better survival of our race…"

"This is what's so heavy about life. Even though I've passed through so many worlds, I can't help but sigh at this…"

Bodach gave Leylin a long look, "Could you allow me to create a historical poem to record this?"

"No!" Leylin rejected him without hesitation. This one-eyed dragon's talkativeness was also worthy of being recorded into a poem. His writing skills, in particular, were more than enough for those bards to cough up blood. He was also rather shameless, which left Leylin speechless.

At this moment, Cabadole put the lance down and picked up his prey, looking perplexed.

"What is it? If you're going to hand it over, do it quick. A mouse like that won't be able to last for long anyway…" Bodach mumbled to himself, but was then shut up by Leylin. "Fine… Fine, I won't speak. I won't say anything!"

From the very beginning, even after taking out the prey, Cabadole had not hastened forward. On the contrary, his eyes were filled with hot tears as he watched the few elderly walking straight into the dark wilderness with their backs straight.

"The children in the tribe need this more. My lords, please!" With what had happened, Cabadole seemed to have mature a great deal. He stood up again and led the way.

"Mm, not bad. This kid has the potential to become a leader!" Bodach nodded, and then covered his mouth.

After entering the village, Leylin could tell that there was a distinct difference. This did not come from the natives who, on average, had the strength of rank 2 Magi, but something at the heart of the village.

"That… that has the aura that I'm familiar with! And…" Ignoring the natives that had surrounded them, Leylin headed into the deeper parts of the village.

The further in he went, the more secure the place became. At the end, there was even a glint in Leylin's eyes.

At the innermost region of the village was a square built next to a large black mountain. Natives with metal armour and sharp weapons formed the last line of defence here. A deep hole had been excavated into the mountain, powerful radiation emerging from within.

'These energy undulations are already comparable to rank 5 or 6 Magi. So you're the real guardian of this place?'

"Foreigner, this is a forbidden area. Halt your footsteps!" A man who stood taller than the rest blocked Leylin's way. Tens of elite hunters with armour and lances stood by him, including Cabadole. However, he looked rather anxious.

Bodach could take this no longer and stood out, a ruthless look flashing in his eyes. "Keke… When have mice become so gutsy as to block my way?"

"Wait!" At the crucial moment, Leylin stretched out and stopped him. These were the descendants of someone he knew, and it wasn't good to do things so forcefully. He could feel the unique aura of knights and Magi from the Magus World from these guards. Evidently they'd passed through rigorous training as knights and Magi, likely sourced from Leylin himself.

'Seems like after the huge change to Dreamscape and the strength system I passed down, they've managed to study and achieve something…'

"I do not have malicious intent…" Leylin said, though he did not hesitate in the least in his movements.

Along the way, all who wanted to obstruct him collapsed silently to the ground.

"Tsk! I could just swallow them all!" Bodach muttered in disdain at the sight, but he still followed closely behind Leylin. It would take but a thought for existences of laws like them to destroy the entire village. However, for old time's sake, Leylin did not want to go too far.

The cave was not deep, and they reached the end after walking a few steps in. Minerals similar to quartz crystals filled the ceiling of the cave, reflecting fine rays of light. The ground was slightly damp and had watermarks on it. There was also a sort of black moss that had grown everywhere.

"We meet again, Gillian…" Leylin gazed at the depths of the cave where a huge pit was curved in. The skeletons of many animals, mixed with green vines, formed a thick layer here.

A white marble pillar in the shape of a cross stood tall here, on it a strange statue seemingly merged within.

The top of the statue was that of a young girl with strange purple patterns on her face. The face was somewhat similar to Gillian had been in her memories, though she seemed to have matured quite a bit.

Waist-down, everything had dissolved into a chrysalis, looking like the combined body of a human and a pupa. The young girl looked serene, as if only in a deep sleep. Leylin closed his eyes and felt as if the girl who had called him uncle was right by his side.

"Silence? Mutation?"

Badoch widened his eyes and made a big fuss, "Could this human-pupa be the ancestor of the natives outside? Isn't the gap too large?"

"Mm! She should be in the fission stage of her soul, so we shouldn't disturb her…" While Gillian looked like a statue right now, Leylin could still sense the powerful vitality in the human-pupa.

The special energy radiation that she emitted was like how a ferocious beast marked its territory, chasing away all other terrifying life forms and protecting its clansmen. Leylin closed his eyes, somewhat guessing at what had happened.

'Gillian at that point must have been the same as her other clansmen, where their strength mutated. Out of desire for survival, the entire tribe moved to the north…

'There's no pattern for dreamforce entering the body, and mutations are extremely common… With this power, Gillian and her tribe could finally settle in safety… After that, some things must have happened that I don't know about, which left Gillian alone and reaching the limit as a rank 6 Magus. She fell into a deep sleep here to evolve, and has been protecting her clansmen for so long?'

After walking out of the cave, Bodach suddenly spoke. "I smell the scent of the dream demon on the sleeping native just now…"

The one-eyed dragon had exceptional talent in smelling out souls, able to find traces of Leylin from thousands of years ago.

"But of course. With how powerful Gillian is now, how could the dream demon let go of her dreams?" Leylin shook his head and answered, but then he suddenly froze.

'Dreams, absorption, powering up, replenishing… yet another cycle? If that's how it is on a small scale, it could be a pattern used in an entire world…' A trace of understanding flashed in Leylin's eyes.

'But… there's no point just knowing this. Without any strength, there's nothing I can do!' Leylin shook his head, and then watched the frenetic and anxious natives surrounding them.

"What are we going to do now?" Bodach asked at the side.

"I'm just here to see someone I knew long ago. Now that my goal has been achieved, we could take a look around or attempt to remove your curse…" Leylin didn't mind at all. As long as he stayed in Dreamscape, it would be easy to research this world. Hence, there was really nothing he had to do.

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Hosain

"Wait, my lords!" The tribe leader had regained consciousness at this moment, kneeling before Leylin with respect. The slightest power Leylin had revealed made it obvious that this was someone powerful, and he'd had someone verify that the ancestor was still safe. How would this middle-aged man not realise that these two were actually friends of his tribe?

With the strength they possessed, these people could easily crush them if they wanted to. Hence, it was necessary to better his relationship with them.

"Are you two lords friends of the ancestor? Please stay here for a while, and let us serve you…" The leader of this tribe was nearly two metres tall, adorned in a slightly mouldy smooth leather coat. His bulging muscles seemed as hard as steel.

This man had thick lips and a high nose. His slanted eyes seemed cold, and the crossed scar on his cheek was proof of his gallantry. To survive a native had to be ruthless, violent, and most of all courageous.

However this man was doing all he could to smile, humbling himself given his lower status. As the one with the most knowledge in the tribe, he naturally knew what these two powerful beings represented. Even if they just wanted to destroy the village at will, it was enough for them to let go of all pride and serve these beings humbly.

On top of that, they were actually friends of his ancestor? Did that not mean that they must have old monsters that had lived for hundreds or even thousands of years?

The middle-aged man was alarmed and sorrowful, knowing that his tribe having this piece of land was nothing remarkable. All sorts of powerful native tribes could die here, even wandering beasts not guaranteed to survive. The scarcity of food had led to the battles between the existing life forms to increase in intensity. The only one they could count on to protect the tribe was their sleeping ancestor.

'With the power of these two lords on our side we might even be able to defy the city's orders…' The middle-aged man had a thought. The next time he looked up, he looked into a pair of eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything.

Leylin chuckled, not expressing his opinion and walking till he arrived in front of the kneeling man. He used an invisible force to lift his chin. "If you're inviting us to stay, then tell me your name."

"Hosain! I am the chief of the Redbud Flower Tribe, Hosain, willing to follow all of Sire's instructions!" Hosain led his clansmen and had everyone kneel and bow. The exposure of crucial regions like their backs showed a complete subservience to the strong.

"Bodach! Looks like we'll need to stay here for some time…" With nothing at hand, Leylin agreed indifferently. Anyway, he was rather interested in studying what was happening to Gillian.

"I'm fine with it!" Bodach gazed at Cabadole beside him, pursing his lips, but did not object. After all, he knew that the moment Leylin decided on something, he had no right to go against his wishes.A fireplace burned away from a wall of the most luxurious building in the village, spreading warmth. A yellow copper stove stood atop a red mahogany table, burning some unknown powder that emitted white tendrils of fragrance.

Cabadole was curled up in a corner, watching Leylin and Bodach respectfully being invited to sit on a soft goose-feather rug. Looking at the numerous exquisite foods and drinks placed in front of the guests, he could not help but gulp.

'How extravagant…' the young man thought to himself, and then looked outside the window. The light outside had dimmed, and there was already a layer of white frost by the windowpane. The contrast with the striking red of the silken curtains left him unable to look away.

"It should be quite cold and dark outside now, right?" Cabadole wondered silently. This region had no sun nor moon, and only had faint rays of light. The natives here used the brightness to differentiate between night and day.

Once night fell, temperatures outside could reach as low as -80 or -90 degrees, or even -100 degrees centigrade! While he did not understand the concept of cold, he knew that there were always unlucky people who froze to death at night every year. Without enough food nor fuel, the lack of heat would leave them helpless to resist the arrival of the grim reaper.

If this was the case in the village, things were much worse outside. The elders who'd left today would probably not live past this night. The young man felt a hot gush at his eyes, and some warm fluid fell from the corner of his eyes.

"Here, my lords. Please!" At the banquet, Hosain did not have so many thoughts. His face was now flushed red, and the area around his scars had turned bright red as he urged the two lords at the main seats to drink.

"Mm." Leylin answered his request and picked up the wooden cup, pursing his lips. Bodach couldn't even be bothered to do that.

Based on Leylin's observations, the alcohol here was fermented using some underground plant stolons with plentiful fat and starch. As the method was very primitive and behind his times, and on top of that the filtering hadn't been performed well, the alcohol was too muddy. Bodach obviously found this beneath himself.

However, to ordinary natives, this was already a delicacy they could never obtain. This was also the same for Hosain. However, to Leylin's surprise, every person in the village, besides the infants, all had a cup. The adults were extremely cautious and had a satisfied look on their faces.

'Equal distribution within the clan?' Leylin shook his head and looked at the table again.

In order to serve the two of them, Hosain had gone all out. The food on the table could be said to be sumptuous. The dessert was a sort of purple fruit that was slightly tart and sweet, while the main was a round pastry made with starch, baked till golden-brown. Even the two coarse-skinned mice that Cabadole had caught today had been brought to the table despite how precious meat was.

The aroma from such a sumptuous feast had all the clansmen gritting their teeth, doing their best to keep their bearings.

Unfortunately, this was rather crude to Leylin and Bodach. Given the one-eyed dragon's original size, even the entire village would only be an appetiser for him. The delicacies and the great alcohol that Leylin had experienced before made it lacking for him as well.

Hence, in the face of this, Bodach found this beneath him, while Leylin ate a few fruits out of courtesy and stopped.

Upon seeing this, a slight embarrassed flush rose on Hosain's face. He could not even bring himself to call up the beautiful young girls he had prepared meticulously beforehand, "My apologies that our esteemed guests had to have such simple food…"

"It's already enough. Here, let's raise our cups to our friendship!" Leylin lifted his cup.

"For friendship!" With Leylin's lead, the rest did the same as Hosain and somewhat warmed the mood.

"I was once friends with your ancestor, so if you have any needs, please let me know…"

After putting down the cutlery, Leylin spoke respectfully. Of course, all this was out of politeness. If the request could be easily completed and he was in a good mood, he might help for old times' sake. However, if the other party brought up a difficult issue, such as having Leylin become their guardian, then Leylin would probably become hostile and leave.

"This is quite embarrassing, but we really have come across an issue we can't solve with our strength." Hosain's voice sounded grim, "We make use of the land here to survive, but we need to give Maxi of the east saige and slaves as taxes… His requests this year are far greater than we can give…"

Hosain explained the situation to Leylin. The Redbud Flower Tribe weren't the only survivors in this area, and they were all attached to a powerful city-state named Maxi. They would have to pay the city every once in a while, giving them a type of food called saige as well as slaves as proof of subservience. Otherwise, they would be attacked.

A few accidents had greatly reduced their crop yield this year, and it was impossible for the Redbud Flower Tribe to reach its target. However, those with power in Maxi did not care for this. The moment Hosain could not hand over enough food, they would be forced to move away, or else they'd be attacked. It wasn't just dream beasts in the wilderness coveting this land, or stray spirits.

"While the ancestor can provide us with protection, Maxi City also has an elder in power with similar strength. Besides, the ancestor is in a deep sleep…" Hosain laughed wryly as he voiced the trouble they were in.

The rest of the clansmen now stopped eating. They understood that if this did not go well, the whole tribe would be exterminated. The food may have been fragrant and tasty, but it no longer tempted them.

"Elder in office? Is that a synonym of power or authority?" Leylin stroked his chin. He had to admit that this Maxi city had piqued his interest. "A city where a large number of inhabitants of Dreamscape gather? And there might even be powerful beings comparable to rank 5 or 6 Magi there…"

This city-state would definitely maintain traces of Dreamscape's glamour and culture before dreamforce weakened. Since he wanted to study this world, it was of extreme importance to Leylin.

Besides, what was a city-state not guarded by a being of laws to Leylin?

"I understand. Let's find a day, and have Cabadole bring me and Bodach there." Leylin nodded in agreement, obtaining the gratitude of Hosain and the others.

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Maxi

In the depths of the Redbud Flower Tribe, in the corner of a dark cave dug into a black mountain.

White quartz glimmered as it illuminated the moss-covered area, giving the place a sense of life. There was a pillar near the end of the cave, shaped like a cross. The humanoid pupa that was Gillian's current form had fused perfectly with the base, showing her beautiful curves and face off like the most exquisite work of art.

'This silent evolution is similar to those of Magi…' The A.I. Chip's light flashed in Leylin's eyes as he reached forward to touch the statue, feeling the weakness and regret of the soul at its core. Having said that, though, this weakness was in comparison to Leylin himself. The soul was already as powerful as a rank 5 or rank 6 Magus.

"Have you sensed my arrival?" A slight smile rose on his face. "Seeing as you've been helpful in my research, let me give you a tiny gift."

A dark red glint extended from Leylin's fingers, leaving behind two elegant trails as it formed strange arcs in the air like a dancing butterfly. It landed on the statue's shoulder.

Pu!* Red lights flickered, and the points of light and skin of the statue immediately dissolved upon contact with it. The entire human-pupa began to move slightly, and the eyes now appeared to have gained some life in them.

Sensing the rate at which her soul awoke being quickened, Leylin turned to leave, seemingly uncaring of the situation, "You can do it, little Gillian…"

The lives of beings of laws were extremely long. Leylin could foresee that if Gillian failed to become rank 7 this would probably be their last meeting.

"Is this how people who can live for eternity feel? Loneliness? And transcending worldliness?" Leylin's looked melancholic, recalling a great number of people. Images of Bicky, Kroft, and even many enemies flashed across his mind.

Many of them had been unable to endure the passage of time, entering the cycle of death.

'Still… Even so I want to seek out the extraordinary, achieving true eternity!' With a fling of his robes, Leylin unhesitatingly left the cave. 'A.I. Chip, what are the results of the investigation from before?'

Upon hearing its robotic reply, Leylin sighed. "There isn't even a specific time. Looks like a sample of a native who has yet to become a being of laws can't be useful towards my research…"

Leylin's primary goal in this excursion to Dreamscape was to study the weakening of dreamforce, completely grasping its power and making it the foundation for him to fuse laws and enter rank 8. The A.I. Chip's analyses had all been pointed towards this direction.

Unfortunately, a sample and model comparable to a rank 6 Magus still could not help the A.I. Chip progress further. Only a true rank 7 existence of laws could give Leylin some enlightenment.

'Then again, one gains a body of laws merged with the world after entering rank 7. They experience a complete change, and I can only use such existences of laws to study the World Origin Force…'

"But going around here will still give me some results…" Leylin transmitted a wave of soul undulations, summoning the one-eyed dragon Bodach who had disappeared somewhere.

"Get Cabadole. We're going to leave!"

"Leave? For Maxi?" Bodach scratched his head, "I don't think that sort of place will have what you want… All the treasures of this territory, the cute little sparkly things, they can't escape my sense of smell…"

Bodach had guessed at this point that Leylin was probably looking for something. Still, with his limited knowledge and thought process, he only considered dazzling gems and crystals treasures. As for signs of civilisation or historical poems and the like, those were only used to pass time. With the one-eyed dragon's great background in the Ultron World and the memories passed down through generations, it was nothing to him.

Leylin suddenly turned back, a depthless darkness in his eyes. "I'm warning you right now. You've already provoked one Lord of Calamity. Don't provoke another or I won't let you off!"

It caused the one-eyed dragon to shrink back in pure terror, shaking his head, "Fine, fine. Don't worry, I won't be that stupid… besides, the dream demon likes to collect dreams, which I don't care for…"

"It's actually because you don't care for his treasure trove!" Leylin rolled his eyes and waved his arms, signalling to the hunter Cabadole, "We're here…"

"My lords!" Cabadole had now changed into different clothes, this one with at least fewer patches. His face had been washed, revealing freckled cheeks that were slightly red from excitement. Intelligence flashed in his eyes.

He now knew that Leylin and Bodach were definitely amazing people. Though he would just be a guide, even their tribe leader Hosain was envious of his position. As long as he could obtain their favour, the tiniest thing they handed over to him could last him a lifetime.

"I'll guide you well, my lords!" Cabadole puffed out his chest as he guaranteed, holding tightly onto the black lance in his hands.

"You're just a guide though!" Bodach snorted disdainfully.

"This might be a little different from before. We'll be flying, so you'll just need to show us directions…" Leylin reminded him.

"Flying? We're flying?" Cabadole felt slightly dizzy, and then gaped as he saw Leylin jumping into the sky.

While the people here had the vitality and soul durability of official Magi, they could only fly if they mutated to form a pair of wings. The laws of Dreamscape were very harsh.

"Stop getting so surprised, kid…" Bodach picked him up by the collar, and all Cabadole felt was a powerful gust of wind from below as his feet left the ground.

Thud!* He released his hold, and the black lance from before fell to the ground, slanting as it entered the soil.

"Careful there, kid. Don't blame me if you fall!" Bodach snickered, finding that he had discovered a way to deal with Cabadole.

How about a 360 degree dance in the sky? Or a few flips? Faster than sound flight? That kid would probably spit out last night's food from his nostrils.

Bodach laughed vilely… Until, unfortunately, Cabadole's incomparable adaptability as a child who'd survived the harsh wilderness showed itself. By the time the three reached Maxi City, Cabadole was pale no longer. Instead, an excited flush had risen on his face.

"That was amazing! If I could fly, I'd be able to hunt even demonic wolves down using my arrows!" He looked towards Bodach with anticipation, "My Lord, can you teach me how to fly?"

"Damn it, damn it! Can I strangle him?" Bodach looked towards Leylin.

"Of course not. Unless you want our journey to end here…" Leylin glanced at Cabadole, who was shocked at the bloodlust Bodach was exhibiting. A kind smile arose upon his face, "Don't be afraid. Your uncle Bodach was just joking with you!"

"That joke isn't funny at all!" Cabadole muttered, and his footsteps were intentionally faster as he ran to Leylin's side.

"Tsk! Foolish people will always make more foolish choices…" Bodach turned away with contempt.

He shifted his attention to a huge arch made of white marble at Maxi City's entrance, as well as the high city walls with elite warriors on top. His thieving instincts began to show themselves.

"Tsk tsk… I never thought a bunch of immigrants in Dreamscape would have this much wealth. Unfortunately, I'll only need three periods of refining metal to loot this sort of city…"

"Be more careful and don't make us more enemies!" Leylin clutched at his forehead, beginning to wonder if bringing the dragon along was the right decision.

"Maxi is governed by its own citizens, its officers and protectors being elected into office every hundred days at the outdoor square…" Cabadole was performing his job well, introducing Maxi City to Leylin and Bodach.

"Citizens? Them?" Leylin looked to the side of the road. The citizens Cabadole had mentioned could be seen by the gardens and marble fountain. They dressed themselves up tidily in white, their garb held up by a single ring on their shoulders. It made them look languid and comfortable.

Their derision for Cabadole and the like was obvious from their very gaze, arising from their souls or maybe even their genetics.

"Yes. They're citizens of Maxi, with enough food and servants to attend to them…" Cabadole lowered his head. The reason these citizens could avoid work and yet enjoy food and servants was obvious; they were exploiting numerous tribes like the Redbud Flower Tribe.

Bluntly speaking, the environment here wasn't the only reason for the terrible plight of the natives. It could be attributed to the citizens of Maxi as well.

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Parasite

Leylin looked at Cabadole, whose whole body was stretched taut like a little leopard, and petted his head. "What? Does the current situation leave you dissatisfied?"

"No. I just hope to obtain more strength in order to protect my clan," Cabadole answered.

"What a clever answer!" Leylin praised him.

In his previous world, such extreme exploitation would long since have given rise to violent revolts. With so few ruling over so many, and so blatantly abusing their power at that, they would just be courting death.

Unfortunately, this was a world where extraordinary strength crushed everything else! Even though the minority was in power, exploiting their position atrociously, all the majority could do was crush their desires for revolution. After all, this minority possessed great military strength. The ones with the greatest power held the greatest authority. Strength was the truth.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!" At this moment, two rows of warriors dressed in black armour and held iron spears and shields darted onto the streets, moving the people to the sides of the road.

'Hm? Even citizens won't have this much authority. Could this be the government or some security officials?' Leylin glanced at Cabadole next to him, but the boy was now trembling all over, and his lips seemed to turn darker in in his fear.

"No…" Cabadole bit at his lower lip, gritting out a few words, "The power of the government comes from the citizens, which is why this is impossible for them… The only possibility is the legendary Lord's Envoy! There are many city-states like Maxi in this area, but they all have to bow down to the Lord's Envoy lest they be destroyed."

"Lord's Envoy?" Leylin thought this phrase over, sensing the terror within the surrounding natives of Dreamscape. This terror had nothing to do with the higher or lower class, the rich or the poor. Even the citizens of Maxi who had been relaxed just moments before were the same as them.

'The Lord of Calamity himself, that dream demon, should be the one with feudal power here. Are these soldiers of his armies?' Leylin made a guess.

The Lords of Calamity weren't alone. They had great numbers of subordinates that formed huge armies. When Dreamscape intersected with the real worlds, the other worlds in the astral plane would face nightmares in the form of the Lords of Calamity and their armies. Besides the Magus World and other large worlds, there were few who could resist their invasion.

However, Dreamscape weakened regularly. Even if a Lord of Calamity could take over an entire world, they would soon have to give up on it. If not for that, other worlds like the Purgatory World, Icy World, and Shadow World may not have been able to resist Dreamscape.

"They're here! They're here!" People at the front began to get restless, while Leylin and Bodach saw the 'Lord of Calamity' that had large numbers of people crowded around.

"Oh? So that's how things are. No wonder these natives are so afraid…" What appeared in front of Leylin was a legion of high-energy beings similar to moths. The moths were extremely large, with some near three metres tall, and others at around a metre tall. They had even evolved to have forelimbs similar to human hands.

"This is the dream demon's illusory moth army. Although they aren't all that powerful, they're pretty proficient in illusions and poisons…" As someone who knew this well, Bodach was now introducing them to Leylin. Still, unlike them this one-eyed dragon was obviously strong enough to wipe Maxi City out easily.

However, these Illusory Moths weren't the main characters here. At their centre was a human.

Indeed, a human. This was a native of Dreamscape, with yellow skin and wavy hair. The red tattoos on her body indicated that she wasn't from the Redbud Flower Tribe, but with a single look at her Cabadole quickly covered his mouth.

Most of the other citizens of Maxi did the same, stopping their impending shrieks of terror.

Escorted by the numerous Illusory Moths was a young native girl, with a beautiful, slender waist and a face full of vitality. However, her eyes were muddied and filled with a deathly aura, a white being laid down on her lush hair.

This being had a furry body, its two wings mottled in different colours. A large proboscis had pierced into the girl's soul from in front of its large compound eyes, as if sucking something out.

Leylin could feel the majesty of laws from the body of this white mouth. Although it was only a trace aura, it represented the essence of what it had once been.

'Is this some sort of backlash?' Leylin sighed.

The Lord of Calamity in this region was an exceptionally large dream demon. Its body had rotted to form a huge piece of land, sustaining the lives of many natives.

This naturally wasn't done out of pure goodwill. Even the most powerful Lords of Calamity in Dreamscape had to seal themselves up, fighting against the weakening dreamforce. Even if they did so they would be tormented by the destructive snow, sapped of their strength. Dream demons did something different. They used the their bodies to nourish a group of natives, splitting their truesouls and entering the dreams of all beings living in their territories. This would help them evade the destructive snow, allowing them to wait out the weakness of the World Origin Force.

Relying on the people's dreams to preserve their life allowed dream demons to wield most of their strength even after being sealed. The inhabitants who were being protected would give up a portion of their soul force, in exchange obtaining a chance at survival. This was a trade that benefited both parties.

However, there were unexpected situations that could crop up. Although the dream demons carefully controlled their intake of power, they were still Lords of Calamity. If they were agitated by the natives' dreams, and their absorption unknowingly increased, things would be disastrous.

Just 0.00000001% of the soul power of a dream demon could easily absorb all life from a native. Once the native died, these dream demons would also lose a body to attach themselves to, weakening rapidly as they awaited death.

Although this process was irreversible, there were still exceptions. If the dream demon realised in time that it had absorbed too much, the perfect control would repair the balance of the symbiotic relationship.

However, the native they were attached to would have been absorbed greatly, inclusive of their souls. They would become an empty husk.

Such a shell was actually a huge treasure for a dream demon. At the very least, it would leave no issues with its survival. WIth another layer of protection from a native, there was no need to be afraid of the effects of being in an environment that was weakening. It could also retain some strength and influence over the outer world.

These humans who were controlled had another name in the world: the Lord's Envoys. Being raised by the dream demon, natives like Cabadole, and even citizens of city states or their leaders, all had parasites within them. Seeing the Lord's Envoy, it was understandable for them to feel distress.

"Hmm?" Just as Leylin and Bodach were sizing up the Lord's Envoy, the girl with the moth on her head also turned to look at them. "I never thought I'd be able to see guests from another world here!" she exclaimed, her eyes gaining some vigour.

An astonishing conscient began to awaken in the girl. In that moment, Leylin even saw the body of a dream demon moving through the universe, spreading wings that could cover a small world as it greeted him.

"We're only travellers touring the area, and unwittingly entered your territory…"

Leylin was not all that surprised by this. While those like Cabadole had a portion of the dream demon's truesoul in their bodies, these fragments were mostly in slumber. They could only subconsciously absorb the dream energy as food. However, the truesoul inside an envoy was awake, possessing a portion of the main body's conscient. This made it easy to spot Leylin and Bodach, who had done nothing special to conceal themselves.

The Lord's Envoy's beautiful eyes swirled towards the one-eyed dragon, her next words causing Leylin to turn grim, "I remember the smell of your spirit. You're the person who once coveted my treasure trove…"

That wretched greedy dragon had really once wanted her treasure trove before!

"Ah… hehe… Haha, the weather's quite good today… Haha…" Bodach rubbed his head and began to laugh dryly.

"However, your humble servant's treasure trove must have disappointed my Lord…" The Lord's Envoy was now occupied by a powerful conscient. Leylin estimated that the awakened conscient had now completely gathered here. However, she seemed to be exceptionally easy-going, and was even apologising to Bodach like a wise lady.

"Oh, it's nothing! I don't have much interest in dreams that are like bubbles…" Bodach waved his arms and spoke bluntly.

"Apologise!" Leylin pressed Bodach's head down, and then smiled apologetically at the Lord's Envoy, "My apologies… This guy has a screw loose…"

"If you don't mind, we could discuss this further elsewhere…" The Lord's Envoy pointed away. The natives and citizens of Maxi were currently frozen stiff, especially a few beings with golden olive wreaths on their heads that seemed to be members of the government.

"Sure!" Leylin nodded, and then pointed at Cabadole, "I have some connections to his ancestor…"

There was nothing else that needed to be said. He was sure that she would handle this matter well. After all, the goodwill of another existence of laws for something so trivial would definitely be worth it.

As he watched Leylin and three others depart, Cabadole's mouth was wide open. He was at a loss of what to say, but the hint of flattery and reverence in the eyes of the citizens surrounding him told him that things would definitely be settled now.

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Soul Powder

The boundless skies shattered to reveal a huge hole, allowing one to see some large stars and bands of light. Leylin, Bodach and the Lord's Envoy stood side by side, enjoying this broken scenery.

"When Dreamscape Origin Force weakens, the entire world descends into stillness…" The envoy's face showed hints of sorrow before she looked towards Bodach, "I see a tracking curse on your body from Salilus… And the shine of suolo gems…"

Bodach's expression froze, and then he tried to speak up for himself. "Uh… haha… you must have gotten something wrong. I'm such an honest dragon… Why would I steal something that belongs to someone else… Haha…"

"You've got the wrong impression. I don't really have any dealings with Salilus. On the contrary, there are some conflicts between us…" The young lady's voice was like a silver bell, pleasant to the ear. The clear look in her eyes made it seem like she knew everything.

With this gaze on him, even the one-eyed dragon lowered his head, ashamed. "In that case… that's great!"

It had to be said that there were few people Leylin had met who were as thick-skinned as Bodach was.

"Hehe…" Even the dream demon was evidently entertained by how shameless he was, and the girl that she had possessed pursed her lips and began to smile.

"I just want to remind you that Salilus' poison curse is the most vile in the entire universe. In order to obtain enough malicious intent, he even pushed a small plane into the Plains of Despair… Just to absorb the hatred arising near the death of a continent…"

Leylin's expression changed. The astral plane had a few large worlds in it. Planes were a rank lower than worlds, but even then they were still as large as entire continents, with populations of tens or even a hundred million. Destroying a plane just to obtain the hatred and malicious intent was something that would do more than just raise people's hackles.

'Or has he gone mad or turned chaotic?' While Leylin wasn't a good person in any way, he suddenly felt that like he had an actual bottom line, something better than those beings.

"With the vengeful energy from millions of life forms, as well as Salilus' own powers of disaster, the curse formed isn't something that the Yosi Blood Hoop on your head can suppress…"

"So this thing is a Yosi Blood Hoop? Doesn't seem to be that useful…" Bodach discontentedly prodded at the silver hoop on his head and complained.

"Shut up and don't move it, you idiot!" Leylin's expression changed, watching as Bodach took the hoop that had been on his dead down curiously.

Wooh!* In that moment, the Yosi Blood Hoop revealed a piercing red light. Blood vessels wriggled as a piercing female shriek resounded. The blood-red luster became more exuberant till the whole hoop exploded, creating a tiny poof and only leaving behind silver ashes.

"What the… heck… what's going on?" The one-eyed dragon gaped at the silver granules in his hand and cursed.

"Found You!" A powerful conscient exploded from the purple eyeball behind him, accompanied by a chilling evil and bloodlust.

Bang! Bang! Bang!* The curse that Leylin had under his control burst forth as the purple eyes exploded one by one. Yellow pus flew everywhere, causing Bodach to cry in misery. This liquid fell into the surrounding areas, and even more tiny purple eyes appeared as they began to cover the dragon's entire body.

Leylin could sense a powerful soul aura locking onto Bodach completely, an aura unique to Lords of Calamity awakening…

Still in the north, but south of the dream demon's territory. Within a region of calamity.

"You wretched, despicable little thief, Salilus has finally found you!" Snow fell with immense destructive power, but it could do nothing against a large ice crystal at the centre of this place. The ice sizzled sharply and melted down, emitting dazzling lights as runic chains broke apart.

Howls resonated as the large ice crystal exploded, and an enormous body jumped out, disappearing into the clouds and quickly heading towards the dream demon's territory.

"Wha- wha- wha- what are we going to do?" Bodach clutched his head with both hands, barely keeping the urge to tear off his own flesh at bay while staring at Leylin pitifully.

'Hmm? No… No matter how careless Bodach might be, he still prioritises his own safety. At the very least, there had not been any mishaps in the journey before, so why would there be issues now?

'The only change is that we now have a Lord of Calamity by our sides, and it's the dream demon with strange abilities…'

With a thought, Leylin quickly had a feeling that something was off.

[Beep! Soul enchantment found, searching for source of contamination.] the A.I. Chip's voice sounded. The atomic microscope revealed a layer of mysterious powder floating in the air, centred around the dream demon.

"Damn it, it really is you! Without my Nightmare Absorbing Physique, I'd probably be caught in your magic as well…"

Annoyed, Leylin began to move the Nightmare Bloodline within him and dissolved all of the powder that had entered his body, quickly feeling his mind clear.

"An astounding illusory ability. Seems like the anger in my heart was also induced by the powder… As expected of a demon that manipulates dreams and illusions!" A series of thoughts flashed in his mind, but Leylin was on the surface still berating Bodach furiously. His gaze fell on the dream demon, and he put his guard up.

"Don't worry. Like I told you, I share enmity with Salilus, so I won't let him into my territory. We can team up to deal with him together…"

Seeing the anger in Leylin's eyes, the lady was soon elated. She then saw the vigilance in his eyes. This was very normal. All existences of laws had to be on their guard when attacked by the Lords of Calamity in Dreamscape, which was why she said what she did.

As she spoke, Leylin noticed the microscopic powder in the air ripple slightly, enchanting the soul slightly and affecting one's judgement. Bodach, for instance, kept nodding.

Upon seeing this, she dealt another blow, "Mm. If we defeat or seal him, then the curse on my Lord's friend here will be taken care of."

"Agree to it, Leylin. Agree to it!" Bodach kept nodding like a chick pecking at grains of rice, and the soul undulations became more vigorous.

"But of course, I agree…" Leylin seemed to be taken with the idea and, after seeing her delight, could not help but take several steps closer, fine soul powder rippling on his body. All of a sudden, his eyes flashed.

"I agree to nothing!" he exclaimed, and a loud hiss resounded as a tremendous phantom Targaryen appeared behind Leylin. The serpent extended its terrifying mouth, biting down on the dream demon.

Leylin had acted exquisitely, covering his actions with his control of laws. This way, he'd managed to deceive this Lord of Calamity. The sudden trouble caused shock and astonishment to arise in the dream demon's eyes, causing Leylin to feel good once more.

Ka-cha!* The mouth of the snake, formed with the laws of devouring, bit down, causing even space to disappear into nothingness. Everything was taken in and transformed, turned into Leylin's own energy.

While the young lady that had become the Lord's Envoy was a product of the dream demon devouring a truesoul but not its dreams, she was still a normal person. Her transformation had been recent, and there was nothing she could do to evade Leylin. She immediately melted away into boundless darkness, leaving behind a conscient emitting light.

"You destroyed a part of me!" Great anger emerged from the conscient, and the entire land seemed to roar as well. All the natives living on it immediately knelt and began to pray.

Bang! Bang! Bang!* A native who was praying for the Lord to calm his anger had his brain exploded, and a point of light flew out of his brain followed by many others. The numerous points of light gathered on the ground, seemingly glued together.

Having obtained so many motes of light, the Lord of Calamity began to tremble. A strange aura of life awakened in the land, accompanied by the surging conscient of a rank 8.

"She's desperate enough now to forcefully unseal herself?" Leylin had a teasing smile on his face. The other party was still sealed, and the weakened dreamforce was now his best helper.

"Unfortunately, it's too late!" Leylin sighed slightly, red light flashing in his eyes. The bit of the conscient in the air exploded noiselessly, and numerous memories and fragmented comprehensions of laws leaked out.

The result of having a portion of one's conscient destroyed was terrifying. The entire territory began to roar, volcanos erupting as earthquakes occurred. The ground cracked apart as a large hand made of lava arose, covering all else.

"She isn't really injured, and her aura only weakened slightly… Seems like she'd only awakened a small part of her conscient."

Leylin spoke with pity in his tone, turning into a dark arrow that pierced through the large palm in the air. With the dazed Bodach in tow, he fumbled a little in the air as he disappeared.

Tens of seconds after Leylin disappeared, a great number of moths filled the area to form the large face of a woman. She gazed in the direction that Leylin had left, her eyes full of hatred. Seeing the destructive snow falling suddenly, fear surfaced in her eyes as she quickly disappeared.

Everything calmed down once more.

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Salilus

Destructive snow was a limitation Dreamscape had set up for the sealed Lords of Calamity. It was a shackle that imprisoned them.

Most of the time, the lords relied on layers of powerful seals to protect themselves, The moment they were unsealed, they would have to face the destructive snow head on and be weakened. This was from both the origin of the soul and from the World Origin Force.

No Lord could handle being weakened like this, which was why they were always in sealed states, unless there were special circumstances.

The large female face exploded, leaving behind another little girl. Her eyes were muddied, and she also had a white moth on her head. However, she was smaller than the one before. Once the dream demon quieted down, the destructive snow also weakened until it was bearable.

"Damn it… How did that Magus get away from my soul powder…" The dream demon's avatar looked confused, and she transmitted some information.

"Hm? Dream demon… You've found the thief who stole from my treasure trove?" Tens of minutes later, a terrifying amount of pressure formed as a large tornado moved towards the dream demon. Powerful destructive snow hovered around this tornado, eliminating the ice, the rocks, and all forms of life.

The one who had spoken was a steel knight over a hundred metres tall. He wore ice-blue armour, and on his chest was a striking, gigantic rune in the shape of a cross. With his face covered by a helmet, it was difficult to see his expression. Only an inquiring red light seemed to shoot out, the evil gaze seemingly bringing disaster.

Endless black clouds revolved over this person's head. Terrifying destructive snow fell, to the point that even the dream demon's avatar had to retreat a distance. Everything under his waist was hidden in the great tornado, vaguely revealing huge blocks of ice. The terrifying tornado whistled, combining with the destructive snow.

The powerful law of calamity as well as a malicious might of vengeance formed more than a hundred million faces around the tornado, all of them crying.

This was the Lord of Calamity Salilus, a rank 8 existence! He'd grasped many laws like calamity and hatred. This evil god that made numerous worlds weep had now descended with his main body!

"Long time no see, Salilus…" The dream demon smiled as she greeted him, "Looks like you really detest him, to the point that you've moved your true body!"

"He's stolen one of my suolo gems! Without it, my main body will need ten thousand years to recuperate after a disaster!" Salilus sounded hoarse, like the sounds of numerous crows squawking together. His voice had a strange ability to turn one's stomach, hiding extreme anger within it.

"That damned thief! I want to send him to the Plains of Despair and seal his true soul, and then slowly skin him for ten thousand years!"

"I've obtained information about the thief. He also has a rank 7 Magus helping him, so you have to be careful…" The dream demon in the form of a young girl raised a finger, and a moth flew up to Salilus. The Lord of Calamity swallowed it.

Through this strange exchange, Salilus immediately obtained footage of Bodach, and Leylin next to him.

"Just two newly-advanced rank 7s? I can destroy their truesouls with just one hand!" Salilus shook his head nonchalantly, and then looked at the dream demon, "In all my memory, you've never been so kind-hearted…"

"Hehe… he's also harmed my avatar and even caused me to lose a portion of my conscient…" A trace of paleness could be seen on her face.

"That's true… your strength relies more on charm. While even a rank 8 existence might be unwittingly caught in your trap, once the other party has their guard up…" Salilus smiled as he spoke, controlling the tornado into chasing the direction of his imprint.

All the land here had been merged with the dream demon's body, making her detection ability terrifying. As a result, the girl could determine that Salilus had truly left after a moment. She watched the direction that he had left in, a strange smile on her face.

"Relies more on charm?" Although the dream demon wasn't acknowledged for combat power amongst the Lords of Calamity, she had been their longest survivor. Her origins traced all the way back to the ancient Final War! How could someone of this level of strength have weaknesses and be seen through easily?

While the other lords believed that the Dream Demon's abilities were charm and sealing, this was actually not the case. What she was most proficient in was actually sensing souls!

'Disregarding that one-eyed dragon, the young Magus is giving me an evil and dangerous impression. That's not because of a Warlock's bloodline ability, but… it's like we're mortal enemies…' The girl's eyes were serious as she recalled this dangerous Magus.

She and Salilus were, in reality, not on good terms. There was no point in offending two existences of laws for him. However, after taking one look at Leylin, her innate soul senses told her that he was extremely dangerous. It seemed like he would become a mortal foe.

For this reason, the young girl had tested him out right after meeting him.

"He isn't afraid of my soul powder at all… And this doesn't even seem to be the limits of his abilities…" The young girl bit at her lips, her delicate eyebrows furrowing and exuding a heart-breaking charm. It was because of this danger that she'd abandoned all intent to pursue them.

"Forget it… That stupid Salilus will be right at the frontlines if anything goes wrong… Let me see how many cards that Magus has up his sleeve." A sparkling moth's body trembled, producing a puff of dazzling powder, and the entire body disappeared as the dream demon secretly followed Salilus."Damn it, Leylin! Are you crazy? Why did you attack our ally?" Bodach's huge body was tossed by Leylin onto the ground, causing dust to fly everywhere while he yelled and shook his head.

"You're the one who's gone crazy! Aren't you clear-headed yet?" Leylin glanced at Bodach, suddenly punching his face using a fist covered in blood-red flames.

Bang!* Bodach immediately fell backwards like an artillery shell, breaking through several tall and hard mountain peaks.

"Damn it… You dare to hit my handsome face. I will fight you to the death… Ugh…" Bodach shook his head, spitting blood out that stained his teeth. Of course, much more soul powder was spat out. He was first cursing everywhere and almost transformed back into his original body, but his expression soon changed.

Fury turned into puzzlement, and then slight fear! Soul powder that could affect the truesoul directly was better than any illusory spells. It was something that even existences of laws found difficult to resist!

"That darned moth actually tried to control me, One-eyed Dragon Bodach, the prophet of the Ultron World and great scholar… I, who've travelled through numerous worlds and left behind numerous treasured legends was almost controlled?"

Roar!* Bodach yelled. The fear had been replaced by rage once more.

For these existences of laws, small injuries were just losses of energy. With their limitless time, They could be healed, which was why this was no issue. However… the moment someone tried to interfere with their free will or even enslave them, what would be left was endless hatred!

"Dreamscape's Dream Demon Lord! I'll remember this!" Bodach hatefully spat out some white air, but wasn't foolish enough to say that he'd immediately return. Evidently, he still retained some reason.

He was a rank 7, while the other party was rank 8. On top of that… he still had a curse on him, and was now being pursued by another Lord of Calamity.

"Leylin, I'm sorry!" At this point, Bodach obviously knew that Leylin was his true ally, and he could not offend him. This was especially when there were many things he needed to trouble Leylin with.

"Hmph… Awake now?" Leylin snorted, but found this situation strange.

'That dream demon is acting so strangely. She doesn't know us, but she suddenly attacked. And still, she didn't pursue us either. Did she notice something?' Her strange behaviour caused Leylin to think up all sorts of possibilities.

However, he was interrupted by a prompt from the A.I. Chip.

[Beep! Host's devouring talent has been used. Completely digested conscient of law. Host has obtained partial information regarding the law of 'charm'. Host has obtained partial law of 'illusion'. Host's illusion proficiency has been strengthened.]

Using his law of devouring, Leylin could absorb the powers of existences of laws, turning them into his own comprehension.

'Unfortunately… Even a rank 7 who has evolved can't obtain more from those existences of laws. If I were to use the A.I. Chip's terms, I haven't even obtained 1% of the law. That's even worse than the World of Gods…' Leylin sighed.

There were obviously some things lost during the conversion of laws, but for Leylin, this was so low it was rage-inducing.

Although that was just a portion of the dream demon's conscient, if this was a god in the World of Gods he wouldn't have had trouble in forming a thread of divinity. The difference was more than tenfold!

'Even with my devouring law I'm in this situations. Things would be even worse for other existences of laws. Then again, if everyone can advance so rapidly, the Magus World doesn't need to send people over. It can just fight and devour as well as annihilate itself… Only the World of Gods can be the true hunting grounds of Magi.'

Unlike how hard it was for Magi to comprehend laws the divine laws in the World of Gods were easy to acquire. They were learned quite quickly, so much so that devouring a god could allow one to obtain the complete comprehension of a law! That was the reason Magi were crazy over them!

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Meeting

'With the attraction of the two World Origin Forces, and such immense benefits, it's no wonder the ancient Final War was so intense…' Leylin sighed inside. Had he been the one who'd found a world where he could absorb the comprehension of laws by killing deities, he'd have gone crazy as well. The fall of other Magi and the suffering of the commoners was nothing in comparison.

'The reason why divine laws convert so easily… Is it because of the origin forces being compatible, or do they complete each other?' At this point, Leylin was now beginning to believe the rumours more and more. When victory was decided between the World of Gods and the Magus World, the victor would devour the loser's path to power to open the path to eternity!

'It's also possible that the Magus World and World of Gods were a single body in ancient times,' Leylin guessed.

One had to consider why the rumours that gave rise to the ancient Final War spread so widely. The ancient Magi of laws and gods were no fools, and they would not do something without benefit.

'Unfortunately… The Magi miscalculated how difficult the gods would be to deal with. With the mysteriousness of divine realms, the result was that both sides suffered and there were no winners, and it brought about the end of the glamour of the ancient times…'

Leylin's eyes glinted as he clenched his fists, 'But the Final War that I shall cause will not go down the same path. The road to eternity is mine and mine alone!'

Leylin had previously been ordinary, able to keep a low profile. But when this epic universe held a hope for immortality, no restraints and limitations would hinder his goal any longer. He would pay no heed to those who didn't block his path, but when conflict arose he would attack to destroy, regardless of who it was!

[Beep! Captured conscient of existence of laws. Similarity to dead body cells: 100%. Beginning revitalising…] the A.I. Chip prompted at this moment.

'A living specimen of the dream demon?' Leylin smiled slightly.

The dream demon's humongous body had merged with this land, so it was naturally possible to obtain her cells anywhere. However research had shown that the shell left behind was but a pile of nutrition, devoid of laws. Only with the body and conscient together could a real living specimen be obtained.

As he had been afraid of the dream demon, he had not laid a hand on the regular people with her parasites. However, after she had become hostile, Leylin no longer had any reservations. The A.I. Chip quickly gave him good news.

[Revitalisation successful. Host has obtained sample of Dreamscape existence of law. Rate of analysis of World Origin Force quickened by 27%.]

'There are differences between various existences of laws. Another sample will get here soon…'

Blood red light flashed in Leylin's eyes, and a red line opened up between his brows as a strange twisting force rippled in the air.

"Oh! Oh no… it's Salilus! I sense that he's closing in…" At the other side, Bodach began to cry out pitifully.

The purple eyeballs on his body seemed to have sensed that their original owner was arriving, and they all began to wriggle about in a craze. They then exploded one after the other, causing Bodach to cry out.

"Hmph, shut up!" Leylin turned back, the red line between his brows opening slightly.

Rustle!* Something strange happened then. The purple eyes on Bodach seemed to be frightened by something, and abruptly shrank back. Bodach's cries quieted, and he watched Leylin with disbelief.

"This…"

"Quiet. Don't you want to remove the curse?" After activating the Nightmare Absorption bloodline, Leylin was akin to a king in Dreamscape. Dreamscape Origin Force was now hovering around him at all times, causing Bodach to unknowingly close his mouth.

"Return to where you came from!" Leylin chanted in an ancient tone. Threads of Dreamscape Origin Force descended, forming blazing red runes that disappeared into Bodach's skin. The purple eyes quickly retreated due to these runes, eventually forming an exquisite purple eye sealed by a ring of fiery red on his back.

"That- that's it?" Bodach waved his arms around, looking stunned. A curse formed of malicious intent from a Lord of Calamity who massacred hundreds of millions of living souls was sealed so easily?

The whole process was simple, to the point that Bodach felt he was dreaming.

Upon seeing this, Leylin nodded slightly, suddenly coming to an understanding. 'As expected… I guessed right. As long as it uses dreamforce as a base, anything can be suppressed by my Nightmare Absorbing Physique!'

Even if it was a Lord of Calamity with powerful laws of calamity, if he was still in essence a being of Dreamscape he would have to survive using Dreamscape Origin Force. That would mean that he could be suppressed by Leylin's bloodline ability.

"This suppression seems quite terrifying…" Leylin looked at the World Origin Force hovering around him, and the slight attention from the World Will. 'If this were a rank 8 existence from another world, even though I might be confident in defeating them in Dreamscape chances are they'd escape. However, if it's a Lord of Calamity… They probably won't even get a chance to escape… It seems like this is the world's wish! Hm? Wait!'

Leylin's eyes went as wide as saucers, feeling like he had grasped something crucial in that moment. There was no hatred nor love without reason in the world. Giving birth to the Nightmare Absorbing Body must have been an act of Dreamscape itself, which made the goal in doing this rather interesting.

Inducing the formation of a bloodline and investing so much origin force and care required a huge amount of effort.

"Hah…" At this every moment, a ravaging tornado appeared in the horizon, large amounts of destructive snow overhead as it hastened in their direction.

"Leylin… Sire! He's here!" Bodach changed the way he addressed Leylin and placed himself below the Warlock.

"Great timing! I just had a thought I need to confirm." Leylin nodded, while also very satisfied with how Bodach was acting. His actions seemed to have tamed the dragon a bit.

"Huh? But he's a rank 8 Lord of Calamity. Are you going to attack him?" Bodach couldn't believe what Leylin implied.

"Of course! Do you have any objections?" Intricate dark red patterns appeared on Leylin's body. Powerful bloodline energy surged forth, revealing a boundless aura that seemed to echo within the entirety of Dreamscape.

After seeing this, Bodach shook his head like a rattle-drum. He could sense that Leylin right now was more terrifying than that Lord of Calamity!

Besides, he was the one who had provoked Salilus, and Leylin was technically helping him. Most importantly… Bodach took a look at the seal on his back and the purple eyeball that had been torturing him.

Leylin had merely made a seal but not completely removed it. While things did not seem troublesome now, Bodach did not dare believe Leylin had not done anything else to him.

It was already terrifying enough to offend one Lord of Calamity, but another? This…

"Damn it! I'll go all out! Roar…" Having found determination, Bodach's body exploded into yellow smoke, forming a large one-eyed dragon. Leylin stood atop its head.

With a draconic aura that far surpassed normal dragons, and a strength that could freeze time itself, Bodach spread out his wings that could span the heavens as he exhibited might that only beings of laws possessed. He bared sharp teeth at the attacking Lord of Calamity, "Salilus!"

Two rank 7 existences from varying worlds, as well as a rank 8 Lord of Calamity from this world, quickly began an intense battle!

Roar!* Bodach raised his head, taking a deep breath through two nostrils…

Whoosh!* The sand on the ground abruptly floated into the sky, and all of a sudden it was as if two large black holes had appeared. When Bodach inhaled, practically half the air in the continent was absorbed by him, forming a gigantic vacuum.

Boom!* The air was compressed to the limits in the one-eyed dragon's lungs, turned into something like two white streams of air that penetrated through space and hurtled in Salilus' direction.

"Not bad! As you are right now, you barely have the power of a rank 7 existence!" Leylin nodded in praise. If this was in the Magus World, that breath would have consigned half the natives to death by suffocation. Even rank 1 or 2 Magi would not be spared.

Thankfully, this was Dreamscape, where the land was vast and boundless and in a still state. Besides the dream demon's territory, there weren't many living beings here, which was why things were not so disastrous.

The air cannon that had been compressed to the extreme hit Salilus straight on, while this Lord of Calamity immediately bellowed, "You thief! You dare attack me?"

"I am the master of calamity!" In the moment that the attack hit him, Salilus exhibited the true strength of a Lord of Calamity. A boundless snowstorm formed a strange phantom centaur behind him, roaring quickly in the ancient Byron language.

Powerful dreamforce gathered at his hands, forming a large black hatchet with a human face etched on the surface.

"Die!" He struck down with the hatchet, and a black flash of light passed.

Bang! Bang!* The air clashed with the black lines, forming boundless distortions. Large areas of Dreamscape were destroyed, and terrifying explosions resounded soon after.

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Battle

Rumble!* The air cracked, and the ground trembled. The very world tremored in the face of a battle between two existences of laws.

Hsss! Tinkle! Chi!* An energy undulation rippled out, and in that moment all the Lords of Calamity in Dreamscape awoke from their sealed slumbers. They emitted powerful radiation that protected their own territories.

The Dream Demon Lord, in particular, had countless moths cover the sky in layer upon layer that quickly fell. Her armies paid great casualties to block most of the stray energy, multi-coloured lights mixing with the air and meteor fragments to stop everything else.

Pu! Pu!* All of a sudden, a thin black thread shot through the region and arrived in front of Bodach. The dragon scales that the one-eyed dragon prided himself on so much had no effect as they were pierced through, and dragon blood appeared.

A layer of tiny black dots began to surround the injury, spreading outwards with the powerful might of calamity.

"Despicable thief, you will pay for your sins today!" Salilus' figure burst out from the smoke, his sparkling armour showing no damage. This already showed who was winning right now.

"As expected of a rank 8 Lord of Calamity." Leylin also made his move at this moment. He gathered dreamforce as well, forming a thin red layer that covered the dragon's wounds and suppressed the power of calamity.

"You're…" Salilus halted, glancing at the Magus on the one-eyed dragon's head with serious red eyes. Leylin's robes rustled in the wind from the stray rays of the explosion, and traces of dreamforce still lingered around him.

The giant that was a hundred metres tall had not noticed this tiny thing at all before, but once Leylin stood out, he seemed to have turned into the heart of everything! Salilus' gaze unconsciously focused on him.

"Magus… no! Bloodline Warlock!" Salilus stopped moving, the large black hatchet in his hands appearing protectively in front of him, "Your bloodline ability has unique characteristics of Dreamscape…"

The dreamforce surging out of Leylin's body was making him feel unsettled, As if he had met a natural enemy. Memories from ancient times were sealed within his blood and genes, and now they were emerging. Yet, these memories were being covered by something, giving rise to a depression that made Salilus want to cough blood up in anger.

'A Lord of Calamity, a rank 8 existence!' Leylin focused on his enemy. This could be the most powerful being he'd ever fought.

When he'd fought the Snake Dowager and the rest in the Purgatory World, he'd had the advantage of being in the right place at the right time. Leylin currently did not have that luxury, he would have to rely on his own strength!

'Of course, my bloodline ability from the Nightmare King is a trump card.' Without that as an insurance, Leylin would have prudently avoided making a move here. He currently needed a Lord of Calamity as a guinea pig so he could confirm some suspicions, if not he definitely wouldn't have stopped here and waited for Salilus to arrive.

'Good timing…. Let me see the differences in a bloodline Warlock after rank 7!' The figure of a looped snake was reflected in Leylin's eyes. Purplish-red bloodline force surged out, and torrential strength seemed to make contact with several large worlds. The power of numerous blood descendants was transmitted over to him.

Having broken away from the Snake Dowager, Leylin had become the progenitor of a new bloodline. He had a bunch of bloodline abilities he could use.

Hss!* Boundless bloodline energy formed a phantom Targaryen that soured through the skies. The large winged serpent suddenly pounced forward, savage and dominant like a tyrant hunting for prey. It took a good bite out of the centaur, dragging it all the way to the astral river.

The auric phantom forms of these two beings of laws began a huge war in the starry skies, causing great energy undulations that destroyed numerous planets.

"Have I been asleep for too long? Since when could mere rank 7s challenge me?" Salilus roared, the black hatchet in his hands instantly turning into a streak of light aimed straight at Leylin.

"I am a Lord of Calamity!" Numerous malicious spirits were pulled out of thin air, forming distorted figures that surrounded the incoming black light. These faces wailed, their eyes filled with tears of blood. A black mask in the shape of a crying face solidified in the air, forming a strange mark of calamity.

"The moment he brazenly releases all his might, this land is completely done for…" Leylin noticed what Salilus was doing, rather surprised.

Based on normal logic, rank 7 existences like them could cause immense damage to their environments with a single move. Battles would be avoided at all costs. However, this Lord of Calamity seemed to be having none of that. He had no qualms in his strikes, caring naught for the consequences of his actions.

"If you do this, aren't you afraid of the World Will interfering?" Leylin berated. At the same time, numerous crimson shields spread in the skies, seemingly indestructible.

"Bloodline Shield!" Purplish-red light reflected off the metallic lustre of these shields. Many vortices formed, like countless huge mouths waiting for their prey. The combination of rank 7 bloodline energy and the law of devouring created a powerful defence.

When the devouring shield clashed with the blade, numerous vortices rapidly spun around to absorb the power of calamity from the hatchet. Horrifying crunches sounded out as the shield surrounded the hatchet, acting like a huge mouth doing all it could to digest the object.

"What's a World Will to me?" Salilus laughed maniacally. His views seemed to be different from those of the Magi, as red light gained in intensity on his helmet.

"Break!" A great rumble resounded as the numerous crimson shields shattered. While the law of devouring was exceptional, it was currently put up against a rank 8 being. The burden being too great, it could hold on no longer.

Once the bloodline shields were eliminated, the hatched of calamity also seemed to have used up all its strength. It gradually disappeared.

"Warlock, I admit that your power is not bad amongst rank 7s. No… Of the worlds I have travelled to, your ability is at the top. But so what? Can your law of devouring overpower mine?" Salilus chuckled madly, a black knight's halberd appearing in his hands. The spearpoint blazed with terrifying flames, while the battleaxe glinted with light. The sharp teeth on its side seemed chilling, able to pierce through the void itself as great power of laws lingered around it.

'It'll be difficult to fight the accumulated strength of a rank 8 existence, especially if he doesn't just use the law of calamity… But then again, if he can even say something like "What's the World Will to me," it seems like the path they walk goes against the World Will.' Leylin's eyes flashed with understanding.

This was actually rather easy to comprehend. Which other world forced their beings of law to this point, causing them to seal themselves in and reduce their energy consumption, unable to escape? One would have to oppose the World Will to warrant such treatment.

'It might also be due to the unique environment here, leaving them with no choice.' Leylin now felt like he had a better understanding of Dreamscape now.

Lulu!* At this moment, a victor had been decided between the giant snake and the centaur. The tall centaur roared, ruthlessly kicking at the neck of the Targaryen. The winged serpent also opened its mouth, leaving behind an injury that allowed one to sea bone at the centaur's chest.

The Targaryen disappeared unwillingly amidst its last struggles, leaving behind a centaur with injuries all over it. It thundered out, "sksklgnlsdgnl!" the words translating to 'I am the king of calamity!'

"You've seen it, haven't you? Your power loses completely to mine," Salilus raised his head proudly, "Admit defeat, and I can consider letting you go."

"Unfortunately, you and I both know that's impossible!" Leylin answered nonchalantly, caressing a cross blade that appeared in his hand. The weapon blazed with crimson light.

If he'd planned on peace from the start, Leylin would at least have forced Bodach to hand over the suolo gem, seeing if it was possible to calm the fury in the Lord of Calamity's heart. Instead he'd attacked at the very beginning, which meant he wasn't going to be benevolent.

"Don't forget me, the gem thief from the boundless world, one-eyed dragon Bodach!" The one-eyed dragon Leylin had mounted flapped his wings, snorting out a terrifying dragon breath. In normal worlds this breath alone could render entire species extinct, but things were fine here.

As the three beings of laws went all out in their attacks, the surroundings were completely destroyed. The space around them grew disordered, and the ground disappeared into grey fog of primal chaos.

Large amounts of the power of laws spread everywhere in this region, the horrifying radiation destined to make this a dangerous land of Dreamscape.

Once the dragon breath was launched, Bodach's mountainous body pounced agilely towards Salilus, forming a straight white line in the vacuum.

"Keke… coward, you've finally gotten the courage to face me?" Salilus chuckled madly, the blizzard above his body becoming more concentrated.

"Unfortunately, that's all useless!" He leant over and aimed at the one-eyed dragon charging over… *Boom!*

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Unsealing

With Bodach himself having a terrifying body at rank 7, this explosion was massively powerful. Simply put, such a strike aimed at the Magus World would likely be a disaster on the level of an asteroid hitting the earth. The entire surface would be decimated, and perhaps even the subterranean world would be affected!

However, Bodach was surprised to see Salilus grip his wings with both hands, the Lord of Calamity's large body as sturdy as a rock beneath a waterfall. It was like someone stopping a full speed train with their bare hands!

"Keke… that wasn't all that powerful. It just hurt a little!" Salilus snickered, and it brought an ominous feeling. Bodach found himself sent flying, and a number of his bones cracked as he coughed out nearly an entire ocean's worth of dragonblood.

"Is that so? Then how about this?" Making use of Bodach's charge, Leylin had arrived in front of Salilus. He pierced the crimson sword in his hands into Salilus' armour.

Clang!* With Leylin's body size, the sword in his hands wasn't even comparable to a toothpick in Salilus' eyes. However, this very toothpick had left a red spot on his armour.

Ka-cha! Ka-cha!* It was like some chain reaction had been triggered. Black cracks spread in all directions from the initial point of contact, soon covering the entire armour. Blood-red flames crackled as they broke up even that blizzard.

The dark red light caused the armour on Salilus' body to explode inch by inch, revealing his original form.

"This… That armour is used to seal my boundless might!" Salilus thundered. Sensing immense danger, Leylin retreated without hesitation.

Rumble!* An aura ten times more horrifying and evil than before exploded forth, causing the world to freeze for an instant. The destructive snow roared, but it could do nothing against this immense figure.

The huge tornado dispersed, putting out the blood flames and revealing Salilus' body. He had shrivelled limbs, tanned skin, and a slender body. He smelt of decay, like this was the body of someone who'd starved to death. His bones were joined by a mere layer of skin, all that kept him moving.

Yet, this body that seemed more withered than a mummy's was emitting an exceedingly terrifying aura, showing off the true power of a rank 8! It caused Leylin to turn serious, 'His main laws should be calamity and decay.

'I was wondering why he looked so strange. He seemed quite frail… So that was because of that seal?' Leylin looked at his own palm. Although it had only made contact with Salilus through the bloodline sword, a layer of old and dead skin had already appeared on his hand, losing all lustre of life.

The power of decay within his palm was the most poisonous of curses, spreading unceasingly as it mixed with the strength of calamity.

'Most rank 7 existences would find great trouble just dealing with this contamination…' Leylin clenched his fists, and purplish-red flames emerged to burn the dead skin to nothingness. New vibrant skin grew out from the flames."Hehe… Salilus is truly angry now! That's good. Let me see what trump card you have then, Magus…" A moth with colourful phosphorus powder on it appeared in the distance, carrying the conscient of the dream demon, "The anger of a rank 8 Lord of Calamity is not so easily calmed…"

Soul powder filled the area, carrying a special power of laws that prevented the moth from being affected by the battle. However, at this moment, Salilus' withered sole red eye gazed in her direction, bringing with it immense hatred, "Scram!"

"Salilus… your improvement exceeded my expectations…" The moth emitted faint undulations from the conscient before a trace of decay rotted it into ashes.

Such was the true might of a rank 8 existence,. The charming girl within the dream demon's land did not send out another scout. After all, the fury of someone on equal footing with her was troublesome, especially a berserk Lord of Calamity. A visit to her lands would leave her territory in complete shambles.

And that was the situation with the rank 8 dream demon. Facing Salilus head on, Leylin was under even more pressure.

"I've long since heard that evil gods of Dreamscape are extremely powerful beings, which is why they can sweep through numerous worlds and leave behind a resounding reputation for themselves…" Leylin could sense the space around them being frozen, as darkness, calamity, and decay gathered to form the traces of a path to power. Leylin could not help but reveal a bitter smile.

"An evil god, a Lord of Calamity of Dreamscape, definitely surpasses the dignitaries from the Purgatory World when unsealed…" This was Leylin's newest estimation. Rank 7 existences of laws could contend with Lords of Calamity for a moment, but would fall eventually. Even their truesouls would rot away.

"I am the master of disaster, holder of the power of decay! At the end, all beings will wither away in the river of space and time…" Salilus chanted hoarsely with his dry throat, a terrifying bony hand grabbing forth in Leylin's direction.

"Decay!" "Disaster!" "Terror!" Streaks of the power of several laws appeared to form malicious claws by Leylin's side. These claws seemed to sing praises of Salilus, chanting along.

This was the power of faith Salilus had gathered from fear. Leylin didn't doubt in the least that, with these accumulations, Salilus could become an intermediate god in the World of Gods in one go!

Grr!* In the face of the attack of a rank 8 existence, Bodach's snarls seemed exceedingly weak. His opponent had no need to focus on him, a mere sweep of remnant power able to injure him seriously once more. The huge dragon was filled with traces of decay, not knowing where to go.

"Disaster!" "Decay!" Two streaks of Salilus' most powerful laws formed a strength akin to primal chaos within those large claws, whittling away the law of devouring on Leylin's body. Once this final layer of protection had disappeared, Leylin would die in both body and soul!

It was obvious that Salilus' hatred of Leylin in that moment exceeded that towards Bodach.

"As expected, as I am now it'll be too difficult to go against a rank 8 without any help…" Leylin sighed. This test told him of the limits of his own strength. Although he was amongst the top of rank 7s, he was still lacking when compared to rank 8s.

'If I didn't have something to fall back on, I would only be able to escape, being grievously injured and finding it difficult to recuperate. Thankfully…' Leylin rubbed at his forehead. A red line slowly cracked open there, revealing a dark red vertical eye!"Damn it, it's this feeling again! It's this feeling full of mortal danger! Like I'm meeting a mortal foe! Who is it that can give a Lord of Calamity the premonition that they will bring death?"

Seeing Leylin being surrounded by the huge devilish claws, Salilus had no trace of elation on his expression. On the contrary, his dried out and malicious face was filled with madness.

The feeling of mortal malady that he'd felt today had caused him to enter the peak of his power without reservation. However, be it that wretched dragon or the rank 7 Warlock, they were both ants in front him, one merely a little bigger than the other.

Now, however, his keen truesoul of laws was trembling, the feeling of danger intensifying tenfold. This hinted at the attack of something dangerous.

"Who exactly is it?" A sharp cry immediately pierced through the skies.

Rumble!* *Bang!* As if in answer to his snarls, the devilish claw formed of laws exploded, revealing Leylin's figure.

Buzz…* The surroundings that had been ravaged by the battle, but dense black clouds suddenly gathered in the skies. It covered the lustre of the astral plane and the other worlds, the destructive snow intensifying in its power tenfold. The entire Dreamscape seemed to awaken in this moment, placing its powerful focus on this area.

"The World Will. Did you think I'd be afraid?" Large amounts of dense black smoke rose from Salilus' body, forming a strange screen that blocked the destructive snow. Dreamscape's World Will did not react at all, like a supreme master watching silently from above for eternity.

The Dreamscape Origin Force that had been weak suddenly surged in strength, yet it didn't answer Salilus' summons as it gushed in another direction.

"The Warlock from before! It's you!" Salilus' withered eyes suddenly opened, seeing the figure walking out of the ocean of origin force. He would never have imagined that the World Origin Force would favour this Warlock more than it did a Lord of Calamity!

Boom! Boom! Boom!* Tremendous footsteps sounded as a large figure walked over slowly. He was only half a head shorter than the over hundred metres tall Salilus.

He had a perfect body, with each shimmering muscle incomparably faultless. Intricate dark red patterns filled his body, like an exquisite armour. A blood red vertical eye opened up on the faces of both the handsome being and the Warlock, bringing with it a ruthless cold will.

Most importantly, the Dreamscape Origin Force that was like a sea lingered at Leylin's side, rolling on in waves. After being controlled by Leylin, it was extremely tame.

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Divine Punishment

A sea of World Origin Force surrounded Leylin, carrying Dreamscape's will. The world seemed to abandon Salilus, instead suppressing him with ill intent.

"This…" Salilus was stumped. Very soon, remnant ancient memories and his fear of Dreamscape brought him back to his senses.

It wasn't long before the veil of mystery was removed, "This unique power… It comes from the Nightmare King! You've inherited his powers… the Nightmare Absorbing Physique that even Lords of Calamity dread!"

'Power that all sovereigns dread…' Leylin understood this vaguely, as he accepted the faint excitement of the World Will along with the endless origin force.

"Yes! The bloodline that all lords despise! You're dead!" Black smoke arose from Salilus' nostrils, many contorted faces writhing within as they wailed and cried.

"The ancient Nightmare King is the fear of all the lords, nobody wishes for his return. You're dead!" Salilus repeated deliriously, "If this news spreads, all the Lords of Calamity will gang up on you!"

"It's useless… The World's Will had sealed this area already, you can't transmit any information outside anymore…' Leylin sighed, "Furthermore, I am not any weaker than you right now…"

With Dreamscape buffing his powers, the Leylin now was no different than he was back in the Purgatory World. No, he was even stronger than before!

He was already a rank 7 Warlock. The Nightmare Absorbing Physique was extremely demonic on its own, and with the support of Dreamscape Origin Force his pure strength alone put him at rank 8. He surpassed the Lords of Calamity!

Leylin sighed, striking out suddenly. The destructive snow formed a sword in Leylin's hand, and he slashed at Salilus.

Destructive snow was a weapon Dreamscape used to weaken and punish the Lords of Calamity. Now, Leylin was merely using it to exact punishment on behalf of the heavens.

"You vile gods have willfully seized the World Origin Force. I represent the heavens themselves in your annihilation!"

The snow had converged into a broadsword, the intent of annihilation gathered upon it. Leylin braced himself as he swung the sword downwards, speaking a forbidden chant by instinct.

The powerful sword had repelled the black mist, allowing Leylin to see a face riddled with fear and surprise. That same instant, Leylin saw the truth of the past.

The Nightmare Absorbing Physique is the adored child of Dreamscape. However, a world would never do something so senseless, why did Dreamscape create this? That was a question Leylin had always sought the answer for, and now he'd finally got one.

What would happen if beings of laws were brazenly taking the World Origin Force without regard? The Lords of Calamity were a good example, they would be suppressed by the World's Will and have their dreamforce weakened. Destructive snow would form a natural disaster around them, proving that the World Will wanted them dead.

Even a magnanimous World Will would be infuriated by a bunch of greedy rodents. However, beings of laws were far too powerful. Even with the suppression of the World Will through the destructive snow, as well as the disconnect from World Origin Force, the Lords of Calamity managed to seal themselves into safety.

However, the World's Will could not do the same. It couldn't bear weakening itself for extended periods of time, and had to stop and revive its origin force. It gained nourishment from other worlds.

To Dreamscape's World Will, the Lords of Calamity and Evil Sovereigns were like bloodsucking parasites! Unable to bear it any longer, it gave birth to the Nightmare Absorbing Physique. In this gamble, Dreamscape did not withhold any authority or power, giving birth to an executioner to get rid of these parasites.

Hence, every Nightmare King bore the burden of purging unwanted parasites on Dreamscape, in order to protect the peace and balance.

"Greed without restriction will only bring about chaos and destruction!" After he understood this point, killing intent welled within Leylin. His bloodline itself was an embodiment of these lords' nemesis. It was do or die, there would be no negotiations between both parties.

Leylin, who wanted to use dreamforce to absorb laws, would definitely benefit after slaying a Lord of Calamity. His comprehension of laws would be boosted, and the World Will itself would give him greater authority.

"You must fall here today!" After clearly understanding his own killing intent and paving the path for his future, the power that surrounded Leylin had suddenly reached a new height!

Rumble!* Bolts of black lightning tore the void apart, isolating everything within a cage. This lightning wanted to kill the ferocious prey within, a powerful existence that was rank 8.

"No! I am a Lord of Calamity, one who holds the power of decay! I'm near peak rank 8, how would I just perish here?" Salilus roared as he raised his bony hand and attempted to deflect the black lightning.

Boom! Bang! Flash!* The World Origin Force roared, and turned into waves of destructive lightning that crashed down under Leylin's control. Every bolt could severely injure a rank 7, but it had taken five to six strikes to merely shatter Salilus' left arm.

A strange black current of evil gas wrapped itself around the wound, not dissipating. Many droplets of thick yellow blood fell to the ground suddenly, giving rise to black smoke. It seemed to form a strange embodiment rather like rotten mud, and wails and screams sounded as they tried to escape.

"Hmm? Leylin's brows furrowed, and the black lightning streaked past him and destroyed these abominations. One droplet of a rank 6 Magus could already carry independent thought and even spiritual force, not to mention rank 7 and above.

Having suffered grievously with his left arm shattered, Salilus was weakened by layers of destructive snow, his dreamforce growing feebler and feebler.

"Damn it. DAMN IT! OUT! COME OUT!" Salilus waved his stump of an arm against the lightning and snow. "Fight me openly and aboveboard! How can I, Salilus, die to such a wretched thing?"

"Stop being a fool!" Leylin's voice rumbled throughout the sky. "A victor will always be victorious! My style of engaging enemies is to scheme and not fight with brawns. By using the smallest price in exchange for the largest benefit and outcome… Your value is meaningless against it!"

"Meaningless…? Meaningless… Meaning…" The thunderous voice reverberated across the sky amidst the black lightning and destructive snow. Salilus' eyes had now held an even more frenzied look.

"Hehe…Meaningless?" Salilus calmed down immediately, and the atmosphere turned even more sinister. "Even so, I will demonstrate the final power that a Lord of Calamity holds…"

Rumble! Rumble!* Warts began to appear and float on the surface of Salilus' skin, causing his bony body to become extremely swollen. Over time he turned ball-like, his skin stretched to its limits as it showed signs of ripping apart at any moment. The aura in the air was extremely unstable, yet it converged around Salilus' body.

'This shape, does it want to…' Leylin's expression changed. Nine chains of laws were like razor sharp blades as they pierced into Salilus' body.

"This corrosive attack was actually prepared for my enemy, the Lord of Despair…But now…" A low growl appeared from Salilus' body and it began to rumble louder.

Crack! Crack!* A grey ripple began to appear on Salilus' body before his body exploded. The iron chains which came into contact with the grey ripples began to corrode, sizzling before they turned to fine dust with the explosion.

The frightening explosion did not stop, touching the destructive snow along with the prison of black lightning."What happened?"

"Why did the World's Will seal that area?" The many Lords and Sovereigns sent their conscients or even their avatars, but before they could exchange a few lines, a radiant flash from an explosion was leaked from the sealed area. The conscients and avatars of these existences were wiped completely due to the destruction.

"The final decay! Has Salilus gone mad?"

"Not good! Leave, quickly…"

Even those who were quick to dart away and escape were eventually caught up to by the flash of radiant light, and they could only perish after leaving behind their furious bellows.

"Lords! Save us…" The dream demon's land was the closest to the explosion, and received the greatest collateral damage. Sixty percent of the natives there had died in an instant.

"We have to move!" The girl that the dream demon had possessed clenched her teeth. The ground began to rumble as a pair of grey wings manifested, taking her far away and deeper into the void.

Opening up a certain distance, the dream demon girl looked in Salilus' direction, her eyes filled with worry."These Lords are not easy to deal with, I can't believe that I have to activate my own powers for the final bout!"

In the heart of the explosion, the radiant rays were repelled by dark crimson runes on Leylin's body. It cost a lot of origin force, but since he was linked with the World Will he spent it without feeling the pinch.

Once the explosion rippled away, blue light flashed in Leylin's eyes. A giant figure stepped forward as the surrounding scene changed, like he was teleported to a different dimension. In it was a gigantic black skeleton.

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Annihilation

Leylin looked at the blackened skeleton in front of him, focusing on the abyssal red flames within its eye sockets. "I told you you'd definitely perish here today," he said slowly, as if stating a fact.

"Hahaha! Nightmare Warlock, I curse you in the name of calamity!" Black teeth clattered, sending spiritual vibrations from the depths of Salilus' truesoul.

"You showed your final corrosive attack, but after that all you have is this feeble curse? What a disappointment…" Leylin brought his hand down against this surging curse power.

Crash!* All the World Origin Force in Dreamscape surged violently, becoming endless destructive thunder. Powerful arcs of lightning swept across the area, exterminating all traces of the curse's power.

Swish! Swish!* The moment the curse was broken, Leylin and Salilus both executed their moves. The two transformed into endless glows that crossed the speed of light in their intent to kill.

The entire space seemed to distort in a single moment. In a fraction of a fraction of a second, they'd exchanged hundreds of blows.

Salilus' laws of calamity and decay constructed a black skeletal structure whose rigidity far surpassed all the metals in the world. It was enough to calmly bear the indiscriminate bombing of destructive thunder as if nothing was happening.

Red runes appeared intensely around Leylin's body, blooming with bright light. They formed an indistinct crimson armour as the entirety of Dreamscape's World Origin Force roared. Before Dreamscape itself was consumed, the defense of his armour would not be broken. Even if it sustained damage, it would repair itself rapidly.

Ring! Ring! Ring!* The two reached the limits of speed in a flash, disappearing from Dreamscape to arrive at a strange place.

Time and space were slightly distorted in this region, a vast glowing river of space and time flowing beneath them.

"Is this a region close to the spacetime river? Only a place such as this can withstand our wrath. It is more than suitable to serve as your burial ground…"

Crack! Crack!* Leylin's chest was scratched by a black skeletal finger. The crimson armour fell apart at once, but was immediately restored to its original unblemished form. Tens of strikes upon the dreamforce armour dimmed the red radiance within Salilus' skull, and the black skeleton began to crack.

'Fights between beings of law come down to a contest of inside information and origin force in the end, eh? It looks like I need to put making origin force weapons on my schedule…' Leylin gravely faced his opponent.

Even though he had traded blow for blow, his consumption of origin force had reached a terrifying level. If it wasn't for Dreamscape footing the bill, perhaps he would have exhausted all his resources already, and even his soul would have been sucked dry.

Now however, backed by the support of Dreamscape, Leylin had forced the Lord of Calamity Salilus to an impasse.

[Beep! Origin Force Imitation Weapon has been constructed. Correcting orbit!] After trading blows hundreds of times, the A.I. Chip had captured the orbit of Salilus' movements. Dreamscape roared, and a misty green sword directly appeared within Leylin's grasp.

Using concentrated origin force as a weapon was not something that Leylin had envisioned, this could only be considered to be a prototype.

"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Your glory came from Dreamscape, and unto Dreamscape you shall return!" Leylin chanted in a low voice, thrusting his longsword in a strange arc.

Clang!* In an infinitesimal moment, the green origin force longsword momentarily weaved through Salilus' defences and pierced into the centre of his skull.

This was the main focus of Leylin's attack. Faint cracks had long began to appear on the skeleton, but now it exploded even more violently. The clanging sound seemed to start a chain reaction, and finally the black skeleton was blown apart. Pieces of the skeleton continuously crumbled without end, becoming fine powder that was melted away by the destructive snow.

"No, how could I fall here? I, Salilus, am a Lord of Calamity, the Monarch of Decay…" After his body was finally destroyed, the red spark of a truesoul of laws emerged from the endless explosion. It was filled with the power of laws of calamity and decay.

Breaking away from its mortal shell, the truesoul of laws now became even more powerful. It suddenly burned up, its form momentarily expanding to become a star that burned with white heat.

The massive star was in upheaval, and it suddenly rushed towards the river of space and time. The vast and mighty river itself was a little attracted, emitting a strange inwards force.

"You're already dead, your time has ended! Stay…" Leylin naturally would not allow Salilus to slip away from his grasp. In his current form, he had taken the initiative to throw himself into the spacetime river. He could perhaps accumulate energy over a few thousand years, allowing himself to revive.

A phantom Targaryen roared from behind Leylin's back. Runes of the Nightmare Absorbing Physique appeared on the serpent's body, melding with the laws of devouring to become a powerful black hole that extended formless shackles towards Salilus' truesoul.

"This is… The attraction of dreamforce! Damn…" The enormous truesoul star roared, numerous marks appearing within it. These were all scars left behind by using dreamforce, and all of a sudden they had broken out.

As a native of Dreamscape, Salilus fundamentally did not have the ability to resist the attraction of Leylin's ability. At the brink of the spacetime river, a strange scene appeared. An incandescent star unwillingly changed its marks, slowly retreating away. A roaring figure faintly appeared at its centre.

The powerful starlight was continuously swallowed up by the black hole, turning a tunnel of distorted light. In the end, that phantom of a truesoul was swallowed whole by the black hole that was many times smaller than it, and not even one ray of light had escaped.

"Ah…" The dark crimson runes on Leylin's body began to squirm, dripping off like melted metal. His skin split apart as his body grew larger.

[Beep! Host is absorbing extremely high energy matter, detected to be rank 8! Body of laws will not be able to endure it much longer. Time left…] The A.I. Chip alerted Leylin with a red notification, and even the screen began to flicker.

'As expected… A rank 8 existence is not something that I can devour right now. If I were to forcefully shove this down my throat, I will be choked to death!'

Leylin's expression changed, 'If not for Dreamscape…' He did not hesitate to use his bloodline powers, teleporting back into Dreamscape itself.

Rumble!* The World Will projected a feeling of joy, and imposing origin force surged forth to form a two-plated millstone that slowly removed the origin force Leylin's body was exuding.

Leylin stood within the centre, in a mysterious state as he closed his eyes. His body had reached tens of metres in height, but now it began to shrink once more. The origin force mixed with Salilus' powers escaped from his body, returning to nature in an extremely complex conversion.At this moment, Leylin too had entered a strange dream. The owner of this dream was none other than Salilus, but at this point only a creature who'd grasped a sliver of the power of laws.

After a period of observation, the corners of Leylin's lips curled up.

"You've already fallen, but your will is still hoping for something more? What a pity… My bloodline ability is the bane of your last hope!"

"Innate bloodline ability— Dream Eater!" A red eye opened behind Leylin's back, swallowing everything within the dream. The sky broke apart and the earth crumbled. A crescent moon appeared within the endless void, a faint withered eye upon it.

"I've found it!" Leylin roared, killing the memory of the high-energy creature that would turn into Salilus in the future. He rose into the sky with a stomp.

"Annihilation!" A punch that carried massive destructive power struck the crescent moon, attacking with origin force. Under a howl of utter despair and anguish, the blood red moon exploded, and the withered eye within shattered as well. The dream now shattered, Leylin absorbed it ten times as fast.

By the time Leylin's consciousness returned to his body, he looked like a normal human being once more.

[Beep! Energy dissipating, Host's body returning to normal!] [Beep! Law of decay absorbed, host has obtained information. Stats changing.] Very soon, the A.I.Chip showed Leylin his new stats.

[Leylin Farlier, Rank 7 Warlock, Bloodline: Targaryen Serpent (rank 7). Strength: 257.71, Agility: 200.01, Vitality: 350.98, Spiritual force: 611.27, Body of Laws. Law Comprehension: Devouring (100%), Massacre (58%), Calamity (27%), Decay (15%), Curses (1%). Origin force saturation level: 27.99%]

"Calamity, decay and even curses?" Leylin stroked his chin. He had garnered enough divinity back then with the first two laws. It seemed that Salilus too had relied on them to enter rank 8.

'Although it is much better than swallowing the dream demon's will back then, I've only received this much of a reward after devouring a rank 8 Lord of Calamity… The World of Gods seem to reap a higher amount of benefits in that case…' Leylin shook his head in exasperation.

He knew for a fact that Dreamscape had expended even more powers than him, hence it had reaped the greatest amount of rewards this time. The origin force that aided him in battle was provided by it, so it absorbed the Lord of Calamity as well. As for himself, he had only managed to comprehend some laws.

Of course, a portion of powers that Salilus had not found in Dreamscape were also absorbed by him, hence the increase in his stats.

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Departure

Leylin had only used the origin force as a weapon during the battle, not absorbing it at all. This was why his origin force saturation hadn't increased. In the end, Dreamscape itself was the biggest beneficiary of the battle.

'However… Calamity, and decay?' Leylin stroked his chin, 'They're not quite compatible with my path. While the law of calamity is extremely powerful, it has its own limitations. Decay has more potential; after all there are aspects of time within it…

'However, my comprehension and analysis of this law isn't too much…' Now that he'd set his own path, Leylin wouldn't change it easily. These laws weren't very compatible with him anyway.

'Something high… more…even more…' Dreamscape projected an intent to Leylin, sending information to the bottom of his mind intermittently.

At the same time, Leylin felt that his connection with the world had became even more closely knit than before. The origin force that he could control had also increased. Even more…

He raised his hand, and a small thread of weakened dreamforce emanated from his finger. Suddenly, the dreamforce shuddered and the colour turned denser, before a stronger wave of energy radiated from his finger.

'I gain increased authority from Dreamscape, as well as the ability to control its crests and troughs? It should only be limited to my own powers, if not the power would be too inconceivable.'

Leylin sighed. After slaying and sacrificing a Lord of Calamity, he had indeed obtained many benefits from Dreamscape. At the very least, the dreamforce which was a part of his power had increased.

Furthermore, if this power could still be increased, and he could also control the extent of dreamforce that the Lords could muster, it was akin to having another killing move against them in the future.

Powering his own dreamforce to the peak and weakening his opponent's… It would be a sight to behold.

'Not only that, the world seems to be starting to recover…' Leylin acutely felt that Dreamscape was now different than before.

Originally, Dreamscape was like a large withering tree. There were parasites around its roots, weeds sucking up its water and nutrients. But now that Leylin had slain a Lord of Calamity, the tree had finally gotten a break. It felt like Dreamscape had regained some of its vitality.

'A pity… It's only a little better. I need to kill at least five or six more to completely revitalise it…' Leylin inhaled a deep breath after arriving at his own estimation. The harm that these Lords had done to Dreamscape was beyond terrifying!

'Dreamscape survives on absorbing the dreams of intelligent beings of the astral plane. The Lords of Calamity pilfered its origin force on the same basis, stealing the foundation of its strength. A world would not be able to bear even a rank 8 existence for so long, leave alone an entire bunch of them…' Only now did Leylin begin to understand Dreamscape slowly.

If he was a monk at his own home, having unwanted guests who constantly took his belongings would make him want to kill them."How are you, Bodach?" Leylin came to the chaotic borders to find the one-eyed dragon sprawled on the ground. Bodach's body had been shattered, revealing his heart and internal organs. However, his consciousness was still rather clear, and critical areas had already started to mend themselves. If not for the surrounding powers of decay and calamity, he would have recovered even more by now. From this one could see the terrifying vitality that laws possessed.

"I'm alright, Your Excellency Leylin!" Bodach looked up at Leylin in a reverent gaze, but Leylin's brows furrowed. A slit appeared between his brows to reveal a red vertical eye that devoured the laws of calamity and decay from Bodach's body.

Rumble!* WIth Leylin's help, Bodach soon returned to being a middle-aged one-eyed man.

He looked at Leylin, his adam's apple trembling as he stuttered out, "Le– Leylin, Your Excellence. Does you coming here mean that you beat Salilus into retreat?"

Even if he'd witnessed Leylin's prowess earlier, Bodach would not dare to dream otherwise. Bodach's understanding told him being able to beat the Lord of Calamity into retreat was already a good end.

Leylin smiled as he chose to speak the truth. "No, he's dead. He won't be troubling you anymore."

"He– He's dead?" Bodach racked his brains, "The great arcane! Am I hallucinating? Leylin, are you sure you did not use the wrong verb? Dead, and not repelled?"

"Of course! Salilus is no more." Leylin did not hesitate to state the truth. "No, although I destroyed his truesoul the river of space and time will remember his aura during the ascension of a rank 8. He can still revive himself, but it'd be extremely hard to meet the requirements. It would need tens of thousands of years in preparation…"

Beings that could wield laws had already left their personal marks on the river of space and time. Even if they fell, they had a chance for revival. It was like the ancient conscients in the World of Gods, only that it would be much more difficult.

"But that is a rank 8 Lord… Oh my heavens… I have roamed around fifty seven-worlds and hundreds of dimensions, but never before have I heard of anything like this… Even back in the Final War, it was extremely rare for a rank 8 to be slain, not to mention the Lords of Calamity which were known for their battle prowess…" Bodach muttered, and his large eye did not give off any light, as if he had suffered a huge shock.

"It's not the time to discuss this. We have to leave now, or it'll be troublesome." Leylin pulled Bodach away with no intention of explaining.

"Leave? Where to?" Bodach was still feeling lightheaded.

"Leave Dreamscape! No matter where is alright, let's find a small plane to hide in for now, Unless you want a group of Lords of Calamity hunting you down…" Leylin looked at the surrounding seals that were slowly lifted, and the departure of the World WIll.

The reason he'd blatantly revealed his trump card before was that he'd had the help of the World Will sealing the area, and he could kill the Lord of Calamity in a single blow.

Now that the seal was lifted, Leylin didn't dare to be reckless anymore. After all, his Nightmare Bloodline put him on the opposing side to all the Lords of Calamity, and his secret couldn't be revealed.

If he left now, the group of Lords would only know that Salilus had been slain by two rank 7 beings from a foreign world, unable to pinpoint the identity of the Nightmare Absorbing Physique. If they were to clash and Leylin revealed his powers, he would die surrounded by a group of rank 8s!

Now that the battle had ended, the World Will needed time to savour its spoils of war. Its willingness to help Leylin once more had to be put into question.

This was why Leylin chose to flee decisively, leaving the Lords of Calamity perplexed. It was extremely difficult for these Lords to leave Dreamscape, especially with dreamforce weakened. The world itself had turned into a giant cage.

And the only exception is Leylin, who owned the Nightmare Absorbing Physique.With the Nightmare King's bloodline and his own inheritances, he could enter and leave as he so willed.

'This is most likely a limitation Dreamscape set as well. With the Nightmare King able to leave immediately after killing a lord to regain his power, no matter how furious the other lords are they can only look on… And when the Nightmare King amasses enough power to crush them, they will be faced with their doom.'

The more Leylin pondered, the more he felt that his deduction was right. Each time Dreamscape had sealed itself in and weakened its own power, it was in fact allowing the Nightmare Absorbing Physique to have a killing feast. It was a hit and run tactic, allowing the rank 7 Nightmare King to tire the Lords of Calamity out. After all, the Nightmare King had the help of the world itself.

Once the seal on Dreamscape was lifted, the lords would enter a frenzy of infiltrating other worlds in a hope to discover the Nightmare Absorbing Physique. Failing that, they would gather more origin force and strengthen their truesouls, preventing themselves from being the next prey.

The stronger beings would have longer lives, Dreamscape was just that brutal. Understanding this logic, Leylin did not hesitate to leave.

His deduction had been extremely accurate. Right after he left, the lords began to barge into the area the World Will had sealed.

"Sssii… No remnants, no traces of aura, they carefully cleaned up the area…" The lord who spoke was fat and round, his massive body topped by three heads. The head which spoke was that of a green viper, the other two being a black goat and a human.

"The lack of traces should be the greatest clue. Hiding it means he possesses a secret nobody should know…" Another lord floated in midair. It was a giant chariot wheel which had numerous eyes around its body. Its rotations radiated abyssal flames.

"Speak of your conjecture, Eye Emissary!" A female giant spoke last, her body crackling with the sound of thunder.

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The Lords

Destructive snow spiralled powerfully. Three Lords of Calamity had gathered here, the power they attracted clearly greater than usual.

That white snow floated down slowly in great swathes, melting away everything it touched. However, these three lords did not seem to feel a thing as they discussed their own affairs.

"It's very difficult to determine…" The enormous wheel blinked its many eyes, clearly hesitant. "Few secret treasures can allow a rank 7 to withstand someone of our power, even from the ancient times of the Magi and the World of Gods. I'm more inclined to think that it's a peak rank 8 faking their identity. Such an existence would find it very easy to hide from a dream demon.'s senses…"

It was absolutely unthinkable for a mere rank 7 being of laws, or even two for that matter, to get rid of a Lord of Calamity. Had a peak rank 8 wanted to conceal themselves, even the perception of the dream demons wouldn't allow them to distinguish the real from the fake.

"If that existence was truly disguising their form, then the previous information we received needs to be completely thrown out?" The human head of the three-headed monster asked.

"This is actually the best case scenario," the Eye Emissary said coldly, "Salilus falling due to his vengeance and hatred would actually be the best case scenario."

"Then, what is the worst case scenario?" The female thundergiant asked.

"Don't you feel like the situation is very familiar? Especially the interference from Dreamscape itself… " As the Eye Emissary spoke, destructive black lightning streaked past the horizon.

"You're saying… The one whose bloodline we collectively cursed?" The three-headed monster hesitated in its words.

"That's impossible!" The female thundergiant's eyes grew intensely agitated, the sparks undulating along her body revealing her anxious heart.

"You don't know the price we paid for it! We sacrificed the souls of seven great worlds, and only motivated the last Nightmare King into depression due to the sacrifice of the Monarch of Despair. It was after all that that he thought of ending his own life. If it wasn't for the fatal flaw in the Nightmare King's psyche and truesoul, our plan would never have succeeded!

"The Nightmare King finally chose to use the World of Gods' protective sphere and ended its life there. The inheritance of the Nightmare Absorbing Physique ended there!" The female thundergiant roared, "Yet now you're telling me that the Nightmare King has returned! Did he crawl back out from the World of Gods?"

The giant grew more and more emotional as she spoke, her voice trembling faintly. It was clear that her fear for the previous Nightmare King was limitless. After all, he'd killed over a dozen Lords of Calamity, a powerful existence at the peak of rank 8!

"It's only speculation…" The enormous figure of the Eye Emissary trembled as well. It was clear that he'd remembered those bitter times unwillingly.

"However, there are other ways to sway Dreamscape's conscient. A peak rank 8 existence can easily conceal itself against it…" He added finally, "It's still only a possibility."

"In brief, the Nightmare King has already left Dreamscape. We must wait until the World Origin Force lifts the seal and dreamforce recovers before we can venture out of Dreamscape to investigate."

The three-headed monster's black goat head said, "Before that happens, to avoid discovery, shall we combine our seals together?"

"Endless power of dissolution, the black goat's egg of rippling decay… Your suggestion is very good, but it's a shame that I can't trust you." The female thundergiant shot a glance at the three-headed creature, "I have other allies. Even if I wanted an alliance, I would never think of joining with you. You had better give up on this."

"No, Molina! I'm so crazy about you…" The three-headed monster howled in anguish, the human face in the centre seemingly on the verge of tears. "This proposal is very good, let's transmit it to all the other Lords of Calamity. Let them cast their votes!"

"Give up… Even without Salilus, I would never love you!" The female thundergiant suddenly turned into lightning and streaked off to the end of the horizon. Only the three-headed monster was left behind, incessantly bellowing in rage, "Aaaahh… Damn you Salilus, I'll kill you! Even if you revive, I'll kill you once again!"Time passed. Leylin had returned to the Magus World once again, currently at his laboratory.

The experiment table had not changed in the slightest. The flame at its side still continued to give off light and heat, as if Leylin had only left for a brief moment.

In that brief moment, however, a Lord of Calamity had died at his hands. If news of this got out, it would surely shake countless worlds. However, that would be accompanied by the spread of Leylin's name. The Magus World would face the retaliation of the other Lords of Calamity.

Although the subterranean Magi of laws had the ability to resist the attack, the surface world did not. Leylin did not feel that Mother Core would so generously make an enemy out of a whole group of Lords of Calamity to protect him, so it was better to keep a low profile.

"How long was I gone this time?" Leylin walked to the corner of the laboratory and looked at the black sculpture of a demisnake.

Crack! Crack!* As soon as his voice was heard, the statue's eyes lit up with two red flames. Its smooth and perfect body began to move.

With a rumble, the statue seemed to come to life within a short span of time. It became a demisnake golem guard and respectfully bowed to Leylin. "You have been away for 7 days and 9 Magus hours, my Lord. Lady Freya came to find you in this time, leaving a short message…"

"I know," Leylin waved his hand, letting the statue resume its original position and form. A look of contemplation flashed across his eyes.

'I spent far longer in Dreamscape than a mere seven days. The discrepancy in the flow of time between the two sides is too great. Is this the influence of my seal in Dreamscape?' As he came to a bookshelf, Leylin flipped through information on Dreamscape's flow of time and recorded the content he'd discovered himself.

The red ink left behind bright marks on the yellowed parchment, the complex ornate characters holding a strange power of law.

Although Leylin could use the A.I. Chip to record everything in a flash, he still persevered with making hard copies of some experimental data as a backup. These resources would be extremely precious to his family and subordinates. With some concept of laws left behind, they would become a treasure passed from generation to generation.

Completing this, Leylin began to sort out the benefits he'd reaped from Dreamscape.

"First is this…" A gold draconic ring appeared in Leylin's hand. There were 3 marks on its, surface left by a dragon.

This was an item left behind by the one-eyed dragon Bodach. After Leylin had removed his curse, the dragon had returned the favour with a pledge of eternal secrecy. He'd promised three favours for Leylin, the draconic ring being the proof of the same.

Leylin didn't indulge in the fantasy of having a being of laws submit to him. Those at rank 7 and above had their own dignity, and this outcome was already excellent.

'However… A rank 7 one-eyed dragon's promise isn't worth much to me now. Perhaps I can only leave it for my family…' Leylin sighed a little and put the dragon ring away.

A rank 7 existence wasn't much to him anymore. However, this sort of existence would be a great boon to his family. The three favours were practically a meat pie from the heavens falling into their laps.

It was rather ridiculous that Bodach and Salilus' grievances were due to Bodach's wrongdoing, but Leylin had entered and stirred up a strong change. Because of his bloodline, Leylin had become the arch nemesis of all the Lords of Calamity. On top of that, Salilus himself had ended up falling.

The cause was all due to a stolen Suolo gem! If Salilus still lived, wouldn't he feel that he had been treated unjustly?

"A.I. Chip! Show the analysis map of Dreamscape's Origin Force!"

[Beep! Mission established, currently transferring…] The A.I Chip loyally implemented Leylin's order. An extensive library of stats was displayed before Leylin. With powerful calculations and analytical ability as its base, the A.I. Chip shaped the data into an analysis of Dreamscape Origin Force and displayed it to Leylin.

Leylin's body of laws had strong reasoning abilities. His previous life's work could now be more easily understood and accumulated.

With conscients from Salilus and the dream demon, as well as authority from Dreamscape's own World WIll, his understanding of that world could not be surpassed. Once the origin force chart was completed, Leylin was quite certain of being able to use dreamforce to refine his own laws.

"What belongs to others will still belong to them in the end. However, using Dreamscape's authority, I can now also manipulate dreamforce to its peak, but once I lose this limit…" Leylin had always been meticulous about his work. Before he considered victory, he first thought of defeat. How could he leave such a huge loophole to fall into?

He'd always been analysing and researching dreamforce. Obtaining the chart of Dreamscape Origin Force, he would immediately undo many locks of mystery. His research would advance a thousand miles in a single day.

'Before too long, I'll be able to control the pattern of dreamforce exhausting itself without the world's support…' Leylin's eyes burned with fervour. The path he would walk after he rose to rank 8 had been paved with its most important cornerstone!

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Origin Force Weapon

Leylin was now extremely clear on his path as a Magus. A rank 7 comprehended one complete law, and a rank 8 had to master many. A peak rank 8 then needed to infuse a law they created themselves into their body, representing it as a path of sorts. To advance to rank 9, this path needed to contain the power of spacetime itself!

'The foundational law that represents your path is the most important step!' Leylin smiled, 'This power shouldn't just accommodate all the laws involved in forming your path, it also has to be strong enough to deal with spacetime, harnessing such powers to allow you to advance to rank 9. Dreamforce perfectly meets all these requirements, and it's more capable of infusing other laws than I thought…'

Many at rank 7 and above did not know the pros and cons of the path ahead, and deviated from the correct route. Pitifully they were stuck unable to change their path, forced into a dead end. Leylin had a strong suspicion that peak rank 8s like Mother Core and many others had suffered this pitfall, left unable to advance after such a long time.

Compared to them, Leylin was extremely lucky. His A.I. Chip could simulate the future results, allowing him to compare the pros and cons of different laws. In addition, he'd learnt of the secrets of many ancient Magi, also being well-travelled amongst the many worlds. He was currently on the right track.

Leylin deeply understood that hard work alone was futile. Only by finding the correct path and putting in relentless hard work would he be able to see success, and even that would need a sliver of luck.

'My path has already been chosen. I can only tune it now, not make great changes… Unneeded laws need to be removed…'

Leylin ordered, "A.I. Chip, display my stats!"

[Leylin Farlier, Rank 7 Warlock, Bloodline: Targaryen Serpent (rank 7). Strength: 257.71, Agility: 200.01, Vitality: 350.98, Spiritual Force: 611.27, Body of Laws. Law Comprehension: Devouring (100%), Massacre (58%), Calamity (27%), Decay (15%), Curses (1%). Origin Force Saturation: 27.99%] The A.I. Chip intoned.

Leylin looked at his stats and the comprehension of laws, his eyes turning into a dark abyss.

"Devouring and Massacre are set to take on important roles in my path. However, Calamity, Decay and Curses can be removed from my truesoul… Fortunately, my comprehension of these laws is not too deep. With the construction of my soul and the A.I. Chip's meticulous workings, I can remove them from my body without any harm…"

For rank 7 existences and beyond, if one did not need the laws residing in their bodies, it was best to extract them out. Other rank 7 and 8 Magi would definitely pay a sky-high price for them.

However, Leylin had a better plan than that.

'A.I. Chip! Activate the Manderhawke Plate's power to travel worlds, and connect to my secondary clone in the World of Gods!' The Manderhawke Plate floated from Leylin's palms, strange runes filling it as it opened a black tunnel.

In the World of Gods, Leylin's demigod clone open its eyes and a golden light flashed through them. Black animal skin appeared, carrying intricate runes and radiating an ancient yet mysterious aura.

This was something Leylin acquired in the western desert. Back then, he'd only thought of the seal as rather unique and guessed that it had contained much information

Beep!* Two rays of golden lightning struck the animal skin from Leylin's eyes, the patch of skin immediately floating into the sky as a lot of information was transmitted.

"A.I. Chip, begin to synchronise the transmission!" the demigod Leylin ordered before closing his eyes again…

At this moment, Leylin completed his transmission from the Magus World, using the tunnel created by the Manderhawke Plate to send information to the auxiliary A.I. Chip.

[Beep! Receipt sent from auxiliary chip, transmission 100% completed. Decompression ongoing…] The A.I. Chip projected a lot of information to Leylin in the Magus World, on a large flickering screen.

A trove of data was sealed within that obscure piece of animal skin, containing the accumulation of information from an ancient civilisation. The demigod had done most of the decrypting, so Leylin only had to peruse the information sent over to the A.I. Chip.

"The theory of overgod weapons…"

"Origin force sensing and construction…"

"The foundation of overgod weapons— 4D planes…"

The folder was extremely large, containing a sea of information. Most of it pertained to the construction of overgod weapons.

"They were a short-lived civilisation that appeared after the dusk of the gods, in the period known as the dark ages. Inspired by arcanist theory, the civilisation specialised in weaponsmithing. This overgod weapon is their ultimate design, but even the might of their entire civilisation couldn't help them finish it…"

Leylin's eyes blazed as he looked at the information. This was an overgod weapon, a concept from the World of Gods! The engineers of that civilisation had wished to construct a weapon stronger than the divine, an overwhelming tool that could slay even gods!

Leylin believed it likely held another name. It was an Origin Force Weapon, a tool that was fuelled by the World Origin Force designed to harm beings of laws.

Now that Leylin himself was a rank 7 Warlock, he realised the difference of this realm from the rest. Most rank 7s had already stopped spell fights, instead using their own laws combined with the World Origin Force. Few innate bloodlines could be activated at this realm.

Because of this, Leylin had to devise new measures for battle. A weapon made of origin force would definitely increase his power tremendously.

'During the process of constructing a divine weapon, the gods will often put in their own flesh, blood and soul into it. That is why a divine weapon achieves such godly powers. Origin force weapons work on the foundation of origin force, bringing greater difficulty into their construction. Of course, the weapon's might increases as well…'

Leylin nodded his head at the information. The engineers of this civilisation had a very strong comprehension of laws and origin force.

'I wonder if their death was attributed to the fact that they tried to obtain origin force. After all, this was a taboo to the gods…'

Leylin thought about it a little longer before putting it off. There weren't enough clues, but according to his guesses if the gods realised that 'lowborn' humans tried to utilise origin force to construct a weapon, they would definitely want these human beings destroyed. Ants had to know their place; the gods would wreak destruction on anything in their paths, and their wills could never be disobeyed!

'No wonder they were unable to construct the overgod weapon in the end…' Leylin used his soul force to skim through ten lines at a time. Finished with the manual to construct this weapon known as the Black Sacrifice, he shook his head.

'How much origin force can a regular mortal absorb? They're severely lacking if they want to construct a weapon made of origin force. They wouldn't even be able to construct the core components…

'Forget that, origin force is such a sacred and rare resource for the gods. How could they waste it on weapons? The basic requirement to construct an origin force weapon is being equivalent to a rank 7 Magus.'

Leylin shook his head, no longer baffled by the failure of that civilisation. 'However, this Black Sacrifice book is useful to me. It has given me a model for me to create an origin force weapon, which means I don't have to use as many processors of the A.I. Chip on it anymore…'

To Leylin, the construction of a weapon using origin force was not a problem. His authority in Dreamscape would allow him to do so. After all, he wouldn't dare absorb too much of Dreamscape's origin force himself, so it was viable for him to use it on his weapon.

With origin force as a foundation, an overgod weapon was not something as simple as purely wielding origin force to attack. It was two different concepts.

Deep down in Leylin's heart, he devised an even grander plan. He wanted to inscribe the laws that were useless to him onto the origin force weapon, and create an even more terrifying tool of destruction!

With the laws of devouring, he'd definitely consume even greater existences in the future, in order to pry apart the laws that they had comprehended. As for the laws which were not useful for his path, Leylin would then transfer it to this weapon and increase its power.

With that many laws infused in it, Leylin could only guess at what a monstrosity it would become in the future. One day the name of this weapon would reverberate around the entire cosmos, making the many existences of law shudder in fear!Behind the construction of this origin force weapon was the quintessence of an entire civilisation. Even with Leylin's processing ability together with the help of the A.I. Chip, he needed some time to fully digest the information and wield it for his own. Not only that, he had to simulate new models, optimising and perfecting it.

Time passed by quietly as Leylin began his experiments on manipulating Dreamscape's origin force to the construction of the overgod weapon. During this period of time, he had not recklessly attempt to challenge any Lords of Calamity, but only accompanied his family members in living a rather tranquil yet comfortable lifestyle.

Until one day…

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Allsnake

Leylin's laboratory had been transformed into an enormous maze of infinite space. A few furnaces within burned with the unquenchable fire of origin force.

The powerful energy was restricted by many shackles formed of laws, poured into the enormous spell formation at the centre.

At the heart of this spell formation was an enormous pool, liquid origin force from Dreamscape present within. Just a drop of this could drive other beings of law crazy.

A faint black shadow could be seen at the centre of the pool, greedily absorbing the surrounding energy and origin force to radiate a vaguely sharp and deadly aura. It seemed like some cruel giant creature of prehistoric times lay there, dormant.

"It took several hundred years, but the embryo of the weapon is ready. Next is the sculpting…" Leylin stood by the pool dressed in black robes, his eyes filled with satisfaction.

"Leylin… Leylin…" Just at this moment, his expression changed. A summons was transmitted from his bloodline, full of intoxicating power.

'It's the Snake Dowager! Has the time of our thousand year contract come already?' Leylin sighed lightly as he stepped away. He watched as the surroundings changed greatly.

As spacetime began to change, Leylin had already arrived outside the world boundary of the Magus World. His true body now emerged in the endless astral plane. A woman dressed in black was waiting for him in the limitless starry skies.

"We meet again… Snake Dowager!" Leylin said softly. He now had a clear estimate of the Snake Dowager's strength. She was a rank 8 Magus! Even if she hadn't formed her own path by refining her laws yet, and her combat power was a little inferior to the Lords of Calamity, she was a creature who'd lived countless years and most likely had several trump cards hidden.

"Your Excellency Leylin! Every time we meet, I seem to be ever more surprised…" The Snake Dowager's face was veiled with a black muslin cloth. Only her glittering eyes, as bright as stars, were revealed to the outside world. They rippled with endless charm, filled with sweet-tempered emotion.

One could see a fondness for life and beauty from her eyes, and anyone could see their most perfect image of a woman at its centre. It had to be said that when it came to laws of charm, the Snake Dowager's comprehension had reached a terrifying level.

"With your current power, you're at the forefront of rank 7 existences across all worlds. If it's like this, then I can feel at ease…" The Snake Dowager stood shoulder to shoulder with Leylin. Her thousand snake form did not have the sphere of serpents below her, but Leylin felt that this was a true form, not her avatar.

He smelt the fragrance of a maiden as well as the rippling of silky hair— and the most important thing was the intimate connection of bloodline. It gave all her bloodline descendents the feeling of being favoured by the gods.

Still, no matter how beautiful she was, she was still just a cooperative partner to Leylin.

"I have not forgotten our thousand year contract about the Shadow World. So, why have you come to find me?" Leylin wrinkled his brow.

It was not easy to fight over a large world, especially the Shadow World which was equivalent in rank to the Purgatory World. There would be many beings of law in that place, and what's more they'd managed to expel her in the past!

Snake Dowager was originally an existence of laws from the Shadow World, and had been a rank 8 Magus for a while. It was a pity that while fighting over the control of the world, her refinement of the power of shadows into her own path had failed. She had been forced to bring her bloodline descendents to the Purgatory World.

Since then, parts of her bloodline had circulated outside. They were tinged by the chaotic nature of Purgatory whatever world they spread to.

Strictly speaking, Leylin's Kemoyin Warlock inheritance had been part of her legacy. Because of that, there was no way that the path of bloodlines and its conflict would be so easily resolved.

Since it stemmed from this reason, and he also intended to quell his quarrels with her, Leylin finally decided to help her out once. As for the other conditions and treasures, in truth it wasn't enough of a motivation for an existence of laws to act.

"Is this fate?" Leylin's eyes brightened. As if something had snapped, his aura began to come to a standstill. At this, the Snake Dowager's eyes glowed with extraordinary splendour. It was clear that her junior Leylin had surprised her.

"Of course not. I had an agreement with the Trial's Eye as well as other supremes to act at the most appropriate time," the Snake Dowager said in a nasal voice, her tone clear and silky. All who heard it unconsciously lost themselves.

"Have you completed your preparations, Your Excellency?"

"I have, I'm ready to act at any time," Leylin replied. His origin force weapon was now mostly complete. He'd need time to pour laws in and sculpt it, something that could not be rushed. Still, his current battle might exceeded that of ordinary rank 8 existences, making it very possible for him to escape with his own life.

Besides, if he was able to drag the Snake Dowager into Dreamscape, Leylin was sure that he would be able to teach her an unforgettable lesson.

With his confidence in his own power, Leylin now dared to reveal his true self before the Snake Dowager. After all, his opponents were not limited to the existences of laws within the Shadow World. In the depths of Leylin's heart, he had never trusted the Snake Dowager. This was so even if he'd signed a bloodline contract with Dreamscape as his witness.

"Very well, then. Let us depart now. We need to pass by five other worlds to reach the Shadow World, passing through the cracks between worlds…"

A giant pitch-black serpent emerged from her dulcet tones, the Allsnake symbol upon its head as it leapt into the endless astral river.

This sort of ultra long-distance world transformation was required to transport Leylin and other existences of laws like him. Astral gates were unable to bear such a burden, so it was necessary to use the most primitive form of travel.

Leylin shrugged his shoulders and stepped onto the path paved by starlight, walking side-by-side with the Snake Dowager as they journeyed towards the Shadow World.

The astral plane— This was the concept that the ancient Magi had of the distant universe. It represented the limitlessness of space with its endless borders. The ancient Magi had all been fond of exploring and exploiting the astral plane.

The astral plane was full of numerous dimensions and worlds, planes, demiplanes, and even special places where the remains of ancient Magi lay dead. It was filled with danger, and the chaotic flow of space there would make it difficult for even rank 5 and rank 6 Magi to survive. It was even more pointless to talk about the strange and savage creatures here.

During ancient times, Magi below rank 7 used astral gates to explore the astral plane, danger omnipresent in their expeditions. However, for these two who were strolling through the astral river, the danger that was enough to annihilate a legion of great Magi was nothing more than some entertainment in their leisure time.

The frantic space storms did not raise a single corner of the pair's clothes. The astral creatures all made a detour around them, the turbulent and berserk auras of their bloodlines causing all weaker creatures to flee.

Currently, the Snake Dowager seemed to maintain a very low profile. When they encountered the aura of existences of laws, it had always been Leylin who had confronted them.

She naturally wanted to preserve the surprise of their attack, but Leylin felt that this was a rather useless gesture.

Leylin had not come unprepared. He'd already researched everything to do with the Shadow World, even if it was a shame that the Final War and its distance from the Magus World had left the news near useless.

Leylin only knew that the Snake Dowager's contest for the control of the Shadow World had failed, and she had been banished. However, he was completely in the dark about who her opponent had been.

The Snake Dowager had not breathed a word about the matter to anyone. Leylin reckoned that it was only when they reached the Shadow World that she would honestly tell him everything.

Awooo! Awooo!* Standing on the path of starlight, Leylin watched as a huge creature with an extremely long tail walked past them with interest.

The creature's physique could not be described with just stats. It was roughly the same size as the Snake Dowager's astral body, with dark brown leather on its skin imprinted with scales. It had thousands of gigantic feet beneath its fat body, their shapes strange and twisted. Six pairs of broken fleshly wings were on its back, and it saw them through a pair of amber eyeballs that had only just appeared. Its light green pupils greedily scanned across its surroundings.

An enormous tongue occasionally pulled several floating creatures into this body, even the stronger astral creatures unable to escape this fate.

After seeing Leylin and the Snake Dowager, the enormous monster snorted. Two destructive pillars of smoke erupted from its nostrils. With a wave of its tail, it disappeared deeper into the astral plane.

The Snake Dowager introduced the creature to Leylin, "This was Merxiname, the astral plane's 'streetsweeper'. It feeds on the corrupted trash of the astral plane, and has a gentle temperament…"

"I've seen its description before in books on the astral world, but this is the first time I've seen it in person…" Leylin looked at the enormous body of the Merxiname, his eyes filled with a faint regret.

The creature's body was almost as big as a plane, so it could only survive on the amount of food it would get in the astral plane.

"Also, the Merxiname has the ability to create astral wormholes. Follow it, perhaps we can save some time." This secret was just one of many an ancient existence like the Snake Dowager would know, such as the burial grounds of treasure from ancient Magi. Even one bit of news could drive others crazy.

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Mistress of the Night

The 'Astral Plane Devourer' dragged its enormous body ahead on its path. Merxiname's two tails swayed without the slightest care.

Devouring a broken fragment of a plane, this enormous 'streetsweeper' of the astral plane roared out like a tiger, causing the surroundings to tremble. The space in front of it cracked apart, causing a pitch black tunnel to emerge.

"An astral wormhole!" The Snake Dowager looked at the spatial tunnel with some excitement, "I smell the unique aroma of the world's ridge at the end of the tunnel. It'll help us save nine astral days on our journey."

"That's really lucky, given how random the Merxiname's wormholes are. Being able to find a useful one by coincidence… this is rather fortunate indeed. It seems to be an omen of good luck," Leylin echoed.

"Speaking of spatial techniques for the astral plane, the Magus World's astral gate is the most outstanding of them all. Pity it's not suitable for our ranks, it would require ten years' worth of resources for a single trip…" The Snake Dowager spread her fair and tender fingertips, her alluringly red nails bright and glittering.

"The World Spring technique is probably the most suitable transportation method for those of our rank. With Merxiname's astral wormholes combined with a shortcut through Dreamscape… Such a pity, Dreamscape is currently exhausted of origin force…" As she spoke of it, the Snake Dowager's bewitching eyes were pointedly fixed on Leylin.

"Oh? My lady's information truly is extensive, I'm ashamed of being so inferior to you…" Leylin's skin was currently so thick that he posed with a modest expression.

"After I wrest back control of the Shadow World, I would be quite willing to spend some time with Your Excellency. I have many secrets from ancient times that are worth sharing with you…" The Snake Dowager laughed in a silvery girlish tone. However, it was filled with the enchantment of a mature woman, able to drive all male creatures crazy.

Leylin scratched his nose and did not say much in reply, instead diving directly into the astral wormhole.Having experienced the astral wormhole and the magnificent world ridge, Leylin and the Snake Dowager arrived near the boundary of an enormous world.

"I have returned… This time, no one will be able to banish me!" The Snake Dowager looked at the enormous murky world in the distance, the shadow force surging above it causing her eyes to fill with determination and desire.

"My opponent is very good at concealment, and my enemies that are hidden in the shadows have a sharp perception. Follow me…" The Snake Dowager took the initiative and led Leylin by hand, fleeing to a different location.

The space here was empty, in a region a little smaller than a semiplane. It seemed to be rooted outside the Shadow World, yet strangely isolated from it. Without the Snake Dowager actively leading him here, Leylin would have spent a long time trying to find this place.

He withdrew his hand, reflecting on the soft satin-like skin of the Dowager as well as the connection of their bloodlines.

However, he soon turned his attention elsewhere. Several existences had been waiting for them within this secret space.

On the left was an enormous vertical eye wielding the power of trials and laws. It was the Trial's Eye, someone Leylin was intimately familiar with. There were two other beings of law beside it, an old fellow dressed in luxurious black robes and a sphere of smoke.

"Let me introduce everyone. This is Leylin of the Magus World," the Snake Dowager took centre stage and warmly introduced Leylin, "You've met the Trial's Eye before. This is Yuri the Conqueror of the Thunderstorm World, and Lady Massa of the Dark World…"

When her finger moved from the imperial old man to the sphere of smoke, the Dowager added, "My apologies, Lady Massa is a little shy in front of strangers."

'How did such an exotic flower bloom amongst the beings of laws?' Leylin thought to himself. Still, he didn't show any of this on his face. The two experts' strengths hadn't been disguised.

Yuri looked at Leylin with an exacting glance before turning his attention to the Snake Dowager, "A rank 7 Warlock? I suppose he barely qualifies as this elder's ally. Only, Snake Dowager, you should tell us what happened since we are all here now. I don't want to cross swords with an enemy that I know nothing about…"

"Ah, I wanted to discuss that now anyway," The Dowager looked all around her with a rather bitter smile, "My enemy is not a native of the Shadow World. She's an outsider!"

"An outsider!" Leylin cried out in alarm. This had surpassed his imagination, and it was no wonder that the Dowager had been so reluctant to loosen her lips on the matter. It was inconceivable that the World Origin Force would favour an outsider over an existence of laws that it had nurtured itself!

Since it was an outsider, the information on this enemy was very sparse, especially since they grasped the laws of concealment..

"Yes… The enemy was like an incarnation of shadow, receiving the favour of the entire world," the Dowager slowly stated.

From her description, she had the advantage of having a soul native to the Shadow World, which meant that she would easily obtain the favour of the World Will. Once she reached rank 8, she waited until she had grasped her own path and refined shadow force to advance to the peak of rank 8.

At that time, perhaps she would have chosen to fuse with the entire World Will and become the avatar of the Shadow World. From then on, she would be eternal with the world. It was a shame that it had all changed after the outsider had arrived.

"When I discovered the outsider at first, I felt that their aura was very strange. Although it had been concealed by concentrated shadow, it still felt a little weak…" The Snake Dowager's beautiful eyes were a little distant, as if she had sunk into her memories.

"Once the outsider entered the Shadow World, the entire World Origin Force seemed to cheer, as if it had found its true master. It was in such high spirits that no one could comprehend. I never thought that a World Will could be so fond of a living creature…"

"With World Origin Force pouring into the outsider, they seemed to recover quickly from their weakness. They advanced at unthinkable speed to rank 8. I began to grow impatient, and chose to fight over the authority of the Shadow World, and all of you know the outcome already…"

Although he couldn't see her face, Leylin felt the Dowager's soul aura begin to fluctuate, filled with resistance and resentment.

'According to the Dowager, the outsider had received the great favour of the Shadow World. Perhaps they surpass the Nightmare King with his Nightmare Absorption Physique already. Then, that is to say that the World Will approves of the outsider and feels that their path is the most suitable for the Shadow World?' Leylin thought to himself and involuntarily sighed. He felt that things had gotten a lot more complicated.

Even though the outsider did not have other existences of laws to help them, once a World Will got involved, they could become very powerful.

Fighting at close quarters in a world brimming over with hostility, with the child of that very world? Leylin would not do something this stupid. The unfortunate Lord of Calamity Salilus had been the best example of the problems with that.

Leylin saw that Salilus could perhaps flee in another world, but in Dreamscape Leylin used the World Will as an unstoppable weapon to slay him. Winning against his enemy in such a way was awfully entertaining, but being challenged himself like that was quite frightening instead.

"Dowager! According to what you said, when we fight the outsider, won't the entire Shadow World support them against us? Since it's like this, are you still choosing to fight the enemy from the shadows?

"Even if we are allies who have signed a contract, we still have the authority to retreat when faced with such danger!" It was clear that the World Will of a great world had the Trial's Eye feeling fearful.

None of the beings of law here dreaded the World Will of planes, they themselves could easily steamroll it. A small world's World Will would call for a little more power, while a medium-sized World Will would surpass the power of an existence of law. Two or three, however, would be sufficient to win.

But the Shadow World was a large world. One would need peak rank 8 strength to contend with it! Sadly, none of those gathered here possessed that power. In other words, if the Dowager used to have a helper of that rank she wouldn't have been banished so easily.

"You can be rest assured on this point. I'm a native of the Shadow World, my innate soul approved by the World Will. The opponent, on the other hand, is an outsider. Their soul of laws has been branded differently, and cannot be changed. With the hundred thousand years I lived here before, I still have some authority in this world."

The Dowager stood there and tried to comfort the others, otherwise the group of members would immediately flee.

"It isn't possible for the Shadow World's World Will to give up on the outsider, but it's possible to force the other native beings of laws into a neutral position, which means that the Shadow World won't especially target us. We still have a chance of success. My impatience was what originally led to the opponent gaining the upper hand!" The Snake Dowager gritted her teeth.

"Mm, then it should be possible if this is the situation. Right, what is the name of your enemy? What form do they take?" Leylin stroked his chin and soon asked.

"She enjoys hiding in the shadows and darkness, and no one has seen her true face. Her public form is that of a strange elven girl, so she's called the Mistress of the Night!" the Snake Dowager said softly.

"The darling of the shadows? The Mistress of the Night?" Once Leylin heard of this description, he immediately reacted with thoughts of the World of Gods.

'I remember very clearly that there was a Mistress of the Night who controlled shadows in the pantheon before the dusk of the gods. Shar disappeared mysteriously after the incident, so it can't be a coincidence!"

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Sneaking In

Mistress of the Night, Shar. The Goddess of the Night, Shadows, and Magic. This was an intermediate god.

Shar's power was equivalent to that of a rank 8 Magus. Rumours said that she used the form of an eccentric elven maiden dressed in black muslin, worshipped by many wizards who walked the path of darkness.

If a god of such standing came to the Shadow World, it was quite possible that she would obtain the favour of the World Will and origin force.

'There seems to be an error in my previous thoughts,' Leylin's brain quickly whirred into action, 'During the ancient Final War, Magi arrived at the World of Gods, but those gods could also come out. If they were willing to give up their godhood and divine realms…'

To a god, giving up their godhood and divine realm was like destroying the foundation of their entire being. It was equivalent to committing suicide.

Besides, the World of Gods was sealed, and gods could only face off against Magi due to their divine realms. In the astral plane they'd be heavily suppressed, so why would a god who'd almost been killed do such a thing as go there?

Even the ancient Magi didn't think such a wonderful god would exist. Sadly they'd forgotten something due to the differences in their lines of thought. Luck was a very important factor in the birth of a god, maybe even the primary reason. This led to the existence of many wonderful and exotic gods.

'Besides, if a god had their followers slain and their divine realm destroyed, they'd be left with no burden. It'd make sense for one to give everything up…' The more Leylin thought about the matter, the more certain he was that his hypothesis was possibly correct.

'As a result, when Shar entered the Shadow World, she appeared rather weak. Only with the help of the Shadow World did she very quickly recover her power and banish the Snake Dowager…'

Without faith and their divine realms, gods basically had graves dug and waiting for them. However, Shar had effectively changed her 'class.' It could be said that, after a painful process of abandoning her immortality as a deity, she'd become a Magus!

As a result, she had successfully lived and hidden 'behind enemy lines' and rooted herself beneath the eyes of the Magi.

'I smell the aftermath of the Final War…' Leylin began to feel horrified. How many in the astral plane were existences like Shar? If they burst out at the suitable moment, then what impact would they have on his own plans?

Though they had never met, Leylin's heart was over 90% confident that the Mistress of the Night who had taken over the Shadow World and banished the Snake Dowager was none other than Shar of the World of Gods!

'A surviving god, it's better for her to die…' In his heart, he had unhesitatingly passed a death sentence on Shar.

He was thinking a little logically. Leylin was a Warlock, and since he was with the Magi he naturally wanted to quickly exterminate this remnant god. Of course, the benefits he'd gain with this were a whole other matter.

"What? Leylin, did you think of something related to the Mistress of the Night?" The Snake Dowager clearly discovered that Leylin had momentarily become absent-minded. Her beautiful eyes turned towards him, which also attracted the attention of the other existences of laws.

"Oh, it's nothing much. I just recalled the name of the Mistress of the Night, and I feel like it's a little familiar…" Leylin thought and decided not to drop that bomb. After all, he wasn't certain that it would bring him any benefits at all.

It wasn't just that. There were few records of the World of Gods after the Final War, and they were very messy. The name of the Mistress of the Night wasn't something these existences could connect things to.

'I'll go and have a look first, but even if we can't dispatch of the Mistress, fleeing wouldn't be a problem. At the most crucial point, we can send communications to Mother Core and others of that rank to kill the god. We're just the frontlines of the battle…' Leylin thought irresponsibly.

"The name of Mistress of the Night has been used by many. I propose that we start with the identity of the enemy existence of laws. How could a rank 7 or above being not leave the slightest of traces across the astral plane?" the old emperor Yuri suggested.

'You've found the direction, but there's still an issue. The enemy is not an existence from our astral plane, but has instead come from the sealed World of Gods. The crystal sphere prevents all exchange of communications!' Leylin sighed in his heart.

"It's no use, I went looking for Sage Anthony before this. Even someone who can listen to every piece of news in the astral plane didn't find a single record of a being of laws going by the name of Mistress of the Night…" The Snake Dowager shook her head.

"Very well! The enemy's history isn't important. The most crucial point is your plan, Snake Dowager," Yuri waved his hand and looked at the Snake Dowager. He completely ignored the effect of her bewitching eyes and floating silky hair.

"Leylin and I share a bloodline that originates from the Shadow World, so we won't be rejected by it. So this time, let me first go with him into the Shadow World and see the latest news, while you all wait outside the world for our response," the Dowager unhurriedly spoke of her plans.

She was a native of the Shadow World, and Leylin had originally been of her bloodline. The Kemoyin bloodline would naturally not be rejected by the Shadow World and could harmoniously enter. He would not suffer the attention and suppression of the World Will.

As for the other existences of laws, they could only unfortunately continue to stay here. After all, the entry of a foreign existence of laws into the world would certainly arouse the Mistress of the Night's attention.

"So you're sure that the outsider hasn't broken past the peak of rank 8 and fused with the World Will? After all, according to what you just said, the Mistress is incomparably compatible with the Shadow World!" Lady Massa questioned from within the mist.

"I am very doubtful that this has happened. I previously left an imprint on the Shadow World Will, and if the Mistress fused with it I would know immediately. However, there has been no response until now, which implies that the Mistress was unsuccessful…" The Snake Dowager frowned, obviously puzzled by this point as well.

Even if she was an outsider, with the Shadow World Will's tolerant attitude, she should have been promoted to the peak of rank 8 already. The Snake Dowager could only give up and stay in Purgatory World. However, several thousands of years had already passed. The Mistress' strength had not grown greatly, and only recently had there been some change. This aroused certain feelings in the Snake Dowager's heart.

It was Leylin who guessed the reason. 'Was it the influence of the god's brand? It's true, a rank 8 existence changing factions as she pleases, even if it is their character, what sort of joke is this?"

He estimated that Shar had spent thousands of years after she banished the Snake Dowager adjusting and adapting. Only after her innate self had been transformed completely could she fuse with the World Will of the Shadow World, advancing completely to the peak of rank 8.

It was clear that the Mistress was about to succeed. The Snake Dowager could not sit still initiated her final struggle to the death.

Indeed, this was a struggle to the death. In Leylin's view, the Dowager was a native who'd grasped the right time and location, fulfilling all the essential criteria to fuse with the World Will. It was a shame that Shar turned the tables on her, causing her to fail her first attempt. It was even more pointless to discuss the second attempt.

Shar had now spent several thousand years recovering and adapting to the Shadow World. The World Will didn't hold back in terms of origin force, and she should have been close to peak rank 8, almost an existence like Mother Core.

'If the Snake Dowager attacks again, her only fate is defeat. Not only is Shar shockingly powerful, her shrewdness and schemes are similarly outstanding. This is a powerful evil god we're talking about, her name enough to make all the gods of good tremble…'

'However, since she has me, this has all changed,' Leylin thought shamelessly, 'This time, the Dowager must pay the price for my satisfaction. Otherwise…'

"So, your Excellency Leylin, do you have any objections towards my arrangement?"

"I have none, but just to be cautious, we had better move separately,' Leylin added.After everything had been decided, several existences of laws began to act swiftly and decisively.

The Trial's Eye, Yuri, and Lady Massa hid in different places, awaiting the Dowager's summons. Leylin and the Snake Dowager concealed their auras, directly arriving outside the world boundary of the Shadow World.

'This abundant World Origin Force, as well as this sort of radiance…' Leylin looked attentively at the enormous Shadow World with a trace of regret lingering in his eyes, 'I see the light of civilisation above the sea of origin force, glittering and splendid.'

"It seems as if the Mistress of the Night did very well after I left,' the Snake Dowager's eyes seemed to grow a little despondent as she stood there in her maiden form. She was even more dismayed by her fall. It was clear that in terms of helping the world to evolve, the Mistress of the Night had far surpassed her. Under her faction, the feeling that the Shadow World now gave Leylin surpassed the aura of large worlds like Purgatory and Icy World. Only the Magus World, the World of Gods and Dreamscape were a little superior.

"So, would you still like to continue?" Leylin politely asked, looking at the despondent form of the maiden who stood beside him.

"Of course! After I return, I'll do much better than the Mistress!" The Snake Dowager's expression seemed to change. Her regret and jealousy completely transformed into the flames of revenge.

"Besides, this time I won't leave again!" Black datura petals bloomed beneath her feet, enveloping her entirely into a black flower bud. In this form, she touched the membrane of the world boundary.

The Shadow World did not react and allowed the black flowerbud to merge through the membrane. This was the method that the Dowager used to pass illegitimately through the boundary.

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Shadow

'Female jealousy!' Leylin shrugged his shoulders, sighing helplessly before he followed the Snake Dowager. His current abilities allowed him to pass silently through the crystal sphere of the World of Gods, so the Shadow World wasn't a challenge.

The force of his Kemoyin bloodline surrounded him, and the Shadow World emitted a comforting aura. It immediately admitted Leylin inside…

At the core of the Shadow World, within the limitless sea of origin force. There was a magnificent and refined palace here, built out of black stone. Shadow force pervaded the surroundings, and at the very centre was a large black crystal. A beautiful girl could faintly be seen within the crystal, lying in slumber.

'Hehe, the Weave has responded, the prey has taken the bait. Is it the Dowager?' A laugh like the tinkle of a bell sounded, as a maiden dressed in black muslin emerged from the shadows. She looked just like the maiden sleeping within the black crystal.

"Let's see, where are you?" The maiden stretched out her fair and delicate fingers. She seemed to connect with the authority of the world, and a bright and beautiful screen appeared before her.

The screen showed a black datura flower bud and a blood-red cocoon transform into streaks of light, advancing like lightning through the world's boundary. They streaked across the skies.

"Ah?" However, just as the maiden was about to zoom in and follow their trails, the screen suddenly flickered with static. A mechanical voice sounded out, "Unknown interference has occurred, tracking terminated."

"Haha, what an interesting opponent. They want to play hide and seek with me? Well, I just happened to want to go out for a walk." The maiden stretched lazily, exposing the graceful curves of her body before disappearing into the palace. Multiple shadows formed to conceal everything within.

"Damn, what was that just now?" The Snake Dowager's flustered and exasperated voice could be heard ahead of him. Leylin's lips curved into a faint smile in response.

'A magic network, or should I call it a Shadow Weave? If it wasn't for my previous experience with the World of Gods' Weave, as well as my research into Karsus' Avatar, it wouldn't have been this easy to disrupt it.'

"Dowager, I've already blocked the Mistress' surveillance. The situation has changed now, but we had better split up at once!" The blood-red cocoon turned beautifully in midair, changing its trajectory.

Before they parted, Leylin kindheartedly reminded the Dowager, "Be careful, perhaps the current Shadow World is completely different from the one that you remember."

After officially entering the Shadow World, Leylin knew why the Dowager wanted to drag him in. The Shadow World tolerated Leylin in the same way as the Magus World did. He did not feel the slightest sense of rejection, as if he was a native here.

'Is this complete lack of rejection and suppression due to the original Allsnake bloodline? So only the Dowager and I can minimise the surveillance of the World Will, and avoid discovery by the Mistress of the Night.'

The Dowager was originally a Shadow World native, and had been the person closest to controlling the entire world. She had been greatly favoured by the World Will. Since he was once a descendant of hers, Leylin carried the brand of the Shadow World in his body. The world would not reject him innately, which would allow him to conceal his presence as much as possible.

The Trial's Eye and their other allies were different. They would be discovered the moment they touched the world's edge, and the Mistress of the Night would act against them immediately.

'My interference will put Shar off our trail for a short period of time. Still, it might not be enough to secure our safety.' Leylin took out a few bizarre dolls with painted faces.

'I never would have thought that I would use up the voodoo dolls that I made earlier in this place.' A blood-red glow appeared on the dolls' bodies. Enveloped by light, the strange dolls seemed to inflate and giggle cheerfully.

"Hee hee!" "Haha!"

Having grown to the size of normal humans, the paint on the dolls' faces changed. They grew more and more animated, and their auras slowly changed to resemble Leylin's own.

Bang!* The three voodoo dolls separated, the original blood-red cocoon dividing into three and falling in different areas.

'This Shadow World has been radically changed by the Mistress of the Night. The most startling change is the warning system surrounding the world boundary.'

In his former location, Leylin had already concealed his own figure and begun descending slowly. He felt like Shar had transformed the Shadow World into an extremely secure fortress in all these years, which meant their own operations could meet great difficulty…

"Beep! Unidentified flying object detected, transmitting information to ground station!"

Once Leylin had divided himself into several avatars, a number of satellites that had been orbiting the Shadow World paused their normal tasks to send a warning to ground control.

Inside a large hall with receptors for the signals from the satellites, those within working tirelessly. A soldier stood up and marched over to her superior, handing him an image. On the image was one of Leylin's avatars in the shape of a blood-red meteor. "Sir! An unidentified flying object has been spotted. This is the video capture from drone #3."

"Mm, what does the warning officer advise?" The commander was a middle-aged man with faint white streaks in his hair. He had eyes like an eagle's, his gaze sharp and chilling.

"The images from the satellite show that the target's volume does not exceed two shadow cubits. It's not a giant meteorite, so it might be some astral debris or natural star fragments. However, we haven't been able to deny the possibility that it's some astral creature," the soldier replied quickly.

"Mm, those astral creatures have always been extremely dangerous. Those that bring disease or curses are the most dangerous, if it spreads far it might harm society greatly." The middle-aged man waved his hand, "Exterminate it!"

"Understood! Secondary space cannon prepared. Shadow Weave fully charged, beginning countdown. T minus 3, 2—"

Having received the order, the control tower quickly leapt into action. A blue laser shot out of the ground, accurately targeting the blood-red meteorite.

But just at this moment, the blood-red meteorite on the screen suddenly changed. A glaring scarlet flare flashed, and a sharp warning sound issued out.

"Target has issued a high-energy response. Current energy level surging rapidly. It's already reached a danger level of 5A! Sending automatic report to the security bureau of the empire!"

A researcher looked at the twisting image on the screen and suddenly cried out, his voice filled with panic. On the screen in the main hall, the blood-red meteor seemed to have developed its own will, drawing out a bright trajectory and directly dodging the laser attack.

Afterwards, the image of a doll emerged from the streak of light, its jet-black scleras suddenly flashing with light. The screen suddenly burst into a flurry of static.

"Drone #3 has gone silent!" The soldier from before cried out involuntarily, a stack of folders in her hands falling to the floor.

"Something malicious from another world! Has a powerful existence entered this place?" The commanding officer, that middle-aged man, wrung his hands as he muttered under his breath, "I never thought that I would run into another one.

"Everyone, the security bureau has issued the highest of orders. It is time, we must dedicate our lives in our loyalty to the empire!"

The middle-aged officer stood up and tore his collar off. He began to shout himself hoarse with orders, "Fire all the guided missiles from the surface! Destroy the target at all costs! Cancel all vacations of the surface armoured vehicle department, all members are to remain on standby! Also, connect me to the empire, I need to obtain the highest authority in Ando City's Shadow Weave!'

"Sir, yes sir!" Multiple drills and the obedience training caused the soldier to bow and accept his order. Her heart was still at a loss, however, 'These preparations, doesn't it mean we're gearing up for a world war?'

"Report!" Just at this time, the control tower's communication device rang out. An alarming voice rang out, "Satellites #4 and #5 have encountered residual high-energy, unable to capture the meteor."

Crash!* A tremendous vibration rattled the area. The floor and the ceiling trembled continuously as the new energy-incandescent lights blinked on and off. A glaring red alarm flashed across the entire hall.

After a long time, the voice of a communications officer could be heard, blank and frightened, "Target has launched an offensive. Second division base has lost communications!"

"The fifth attack, enough to destroy the empire. Is it about to arrive?" The middle-aged officer's glasses fell from his face, shattering into countless shards of glittering glass on the floor. He limply sat on his chair, seemingly losing all signs of energy.

'What was that satellite just now? It looks like this world's technology surpasses my expectations.' Connected via his truesoul, Leylin could see the satellite that the voodoo doll had attacked. Strictly speaking, it looked no different from the satellites from his previous life. However, it seemed to be powered by a different source of energy.

'Besides, they tried to attack the voodoo doll with laser weapons. I should try to attack and see their defence!' Leylin gave the command with no hesitation, and later saw a scene that satisfied him.

'It seems like it is a branch base, their defence is on the level of Breaking Dawn Magi. Still, that base was being controlled by ordinary people!' It was a pity that this sort of strength was nothing to Leylin. With a wave of his hand, his puppets could easily erase them.

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Xavier

'Remain hidden as much as possible. Gather information and wait for further instructions.' Giving commands to the rest of the puppets, Leylin descended into the atmosphere himself. Currently still in stealth mode, he was small enough a target to avoid the satellites' detection even if they were still here.

After passing through a thick cloud full of radiation, Leylin saw a mysterious continent in front of his eyes. It was filled with the radiance of civilisation.

'A.I. Chip, begin preparing plan 1,' Leylin commanded.

[Beep! Plan 1 activated. Gathering data on gravity and atmosphere, remapping physical constants…] The A.I. Chip loyally carried out Leylin's orders, and then presented an analysis chart filled with information to him.

'The atmosphere here is suitable for the survival of large life-forms. The other physical constants aren't much different either, just that the inertia of the elemental particles is greater. So I can only absorb them through specific channels?'

Leylin felt like the Shadow World was rather interesting. Microscopic soul sensing allowed him to discover a huge and terrifyingly powerful Weave here.

'In essence it's like the one in the World of Gods, but there's some difference in its scope and ability. As well, its mainly powered by shadow force. Should I call it the Shadow Weave?'

Now Leylin was left without doubt about the identity of this Mistress of the Night who'd taken the Shadow World from the Snake Dowager. It was evidently the Goddess of Shadows from the World of Gods, Shar!

'Rumours say that the faith of dark wizards allowed Shar to involve herself in the domain of magic. Seems like it's true…' Leylin didn't connect to the Shadow Weave directly. After all, Shar may have implemented some special restrictions, and any misstep could cause him to be discovered.

'The most important thing now is to blend in and slowly get access to the Shadow Weave, obtaining enough power to control it.' Leylin's eyes glinted. With his experience from the World of Gods, it wouldn't take long for Leylin to analyze the Shadow Weave.

Vroom!* The sharp sound of a fast engine sounded out, and a large, foreign, yet all so familiar body flew past Leylin's eyes.

Its streamlined design could reduce air drag greatly, and the two wings at its side maintained its balance. The powerful engine drove it forward, allowing it to fly in the sky with several thousand people within.

'A plane? I never thought they'd be so advanced…' Leylin sighed. He could see the numerous specks of light that represented souls within the flying vehicle. These souls were so tiny a mere ripple of power on his end would completely decimate them. Still, the knowledge of these puny things had allowed them to successfully conquer the skies!

'A similar inclination towards technology and development…' Leylin had a look of nostalgia in his eyes as he stood atop the upper cabin of the plane. He slowly sat down, memories from his previous life appearing in his mind.

"What's going on?" Within the cabin, a young girl with a ponytail gazed at a brown-haired young man anxiously, "Are you feeling sick, brother? Should I get an attendant?"

"No I'm fine, Jill. I just felt uncomfortable all of a sudden. This terror, only that time with the school bus can compare…" The brown-haired youth smiled with a pale face, but his hands were still trembling unconsciously.

"That accident?" Jill's eyes darkened. She knew fully well that her brother Xavier was exceedingly talented, and his natural sense of danger was quite powerful. Once in primary school, it had allowed them to avoid a serious traffic accident.

Recalling how terrible the news had reported it to be, as well as the scene where none of her classmates had survived, the girl's eyes reddened. She couldn't control the tears that fell, "It's all my fault… If I didn't force Brother to go as well…"

"Er… Didn't I say it already? Don't worry about it, and act as if we're going to crash in the next second…" The young Xavier glanced at the surrounding passengers sheepishly and quickly hugged Jill, smiling apologetically at everyone else.

What he hadn't mentioned was that he hadn't had such a premonition before getting on the plane. It was just that he suddenly quivered in that instant, feeling helpless and despair at a sure death. This feeling buried itself into his heart, causing great trauma.

However, this feeling disappeared just as quickly, leaving not a trace. It made him feel like he'd gone crazy.

"It's nothing. Stop crying, Jill!" Xavier could only do his best to console his little sister, but he could not help recalling what had just happened.

'That feeling of a sure death that suddenly disappeared… What was that about?' At this thought, the young man could not help but pull out a pendant at his neck, the bright red string having a black snake rune on it, 'Is there a force here that can destroy this plane in an instant? Or is a war about to break out soon?'

"Haha… A crash? You're hilarious!" A middle-aged man who was reading a magazine at the side put the book in his hands down, adjusting his glasses, "Crashes were indeed common twenty years ago. You could be unlucky enough to have failing components or meet a bird. However shadow force has come quite far since then, and all aircraft are integrated into the Shadow Weave. All vehicles have powerful shadow armour protecting them, so even if you bump into a prehistoric dragon you won't face any problems…"

"Exactly… I've gotten on so many flights, and I've yet to hear about any dangers!" A curly-haired woman beside them began to chatter away.

"Is that so?" Jill was still very childlike in her thoughts. Having heard this she immediately stopped crying. Beads of sparkling tears hung on her rosy face, making her look even more pitiful.

"Yes!" After seeing the state Jill was in, the man who had been speaking suddenly sensed his lolicon soul come ablaze, suddenly exploding!

"Don't worry. Look at this!" He raised his arm, pulling at a portion of his sleeve to reveal a digital wristwatch with a unique design on his wrist. On the silvery-grey exterior was the symbol of a black crown.

"This…" Gasps could be heard everywhere. "The newest model of the rapid shadow series! Tsk…"

"Rapid Shadow V, providing the most convenient and quick connection to the Shadow Weave. It was developed by the empire's chief scientist Lirlian using the latest 2D point technique. It now supports the storage and download of spells at rank 3 and above, even if casting mid-ranked spells needs the caster to control things very well. Only university students of the empire and mechanics above grade 5 can work this. I never thought uncle was such a bigshot!"

The young man could not conceal the envy and fervour in his eyes after seeing the man's watch, and he blurted out all the information about it.

"So? Are you at ease yet? Even if anything happens to components of the plane, with the Shadow Armour and Flight that I bought and stored before, it will be enough to protect you…" The man spoke, immensely pleased with himself. He then stowed the watch away, amidst cheers and sounds of admiration.

"Thank you, uncle!" Jill yelled sweetly, and the man sat back down, pleased.

"Right… Maybe I'm too uptight? How could there be supernatural happenings in this day and age? The records at home are like legends. They're all fake…" The youth, Xavier, heaved a long sigh, beginning to doubt himself for the first time.

"Dear brother!" At this moment, a youth in a black suit and gold-rimmed glasses pulled at the safety belt, heading over with a grim look on his face.

"I think you're very right!"

"Could you be…" Xavier was now extremely excited.

"Mm! Even with the government forcefully getting involved and increasing shadow protection for all aviation vehicles, accidents are everywhere…" the suited man said stiffly, causing Xavier to nod without end.

"This world is too dangerous. One could be struck down by a maglev just walking on the roads, much less when it comes to a flood of Shadow Weave connections allowing minors to use magic as they wish. There's other issues as well…"

The suited man's words were headed in a strange direction. Soon, he picked out a beautiful advertisement from his briefcase and placed it in front of Xavier. "Hence, for the sake of you and your family, insurance is necessary! Our company is now launching the newest services that involve protection from Shadow Weave radiation as well as flight risks. Take a look, and ask me any questions you have. Here's my business card…"

"So it's to sell insurance…" Xavier's face was now crinkled in a frown, and Jill finally smiled after all the crying.

"Well… I'll think about it. But the attendant is coming over…" Xavier pulled back, pointing to the long-legged stewardess with a smile on her face.

"You must choose our Imperial Love. By picking Imperial Love, you're choosing a better future…" the youth said sternly with a nod before returning to his seat.

"Sigh… young people these days…" An old granny seated behind him sighed, causing Xavier to wish he could bury his head in his chest…

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Ancient Book

The passengers in Xavier's cabin heaved a sigh of relief after the plane landed safely on the runway. Following that, they stared at him in blame.

"My apologies!" Xavier held his sister's hand and left the cabin, as if running away to the airport terminal.

"Hey wait up! Wait!" The man with the watch caught up to them, "You left your purse behind!"

"Oh, thank you Mister!" Jill thanked the man courteously, taking a pink purse with a cartoon bear on it.

"Haha, I'm just 25. Don't call me Mister, just Crowley is fine…" This man who looked like an uncle with long sideburns smiled wryly, "And your names are?"

Xavier gripped his sister's hand, and spoke politely, "I'm Xavier, and this is my sister Jill, we're here to study…"

Crowley noticed the wariness in Xavier's eyes, but he smiled without caring, "Oh I see… This is my number. I have some connections here in Thousand Bears City, so remember to look for me if something's up." Having said that, he handed a long string of numbers to Xavier and disappeared into the crowd.

"Jill, don't just casually speak to strangers in the future!" Xavier reprimanded his sister after seeing Crowley off.

"But I felt like Mister Crowley was nice…" Jill bit her lips.

"Don't rely on your instincts anymore. Live like a normal person!" Xavier sighed, seemingly relieved of all his burden. He hailed a floating vehicle and boarded it alongside Jill, the wheelless machine converging into the roads that were like a network of arteries…

Neither Xavier nor Jill realised that a strand of black hair had attached itself to them. It was a power that lay between material and secondary energy, so even with extraordinary powers the siblings didn't detect it.

"I never thought I'd find the blood of the Snake Dowager while just looking around!" Leylin could sense the bloodline of the Snake Dowager in the siblings, even if it was extremely thin.

The siblings possessed extrasensory powers, able to foresee bits and pieces of the future. Although he hadn't been masking his presence, the ability to sense him was still somewhat remarkable. Because of that, Leylin made an exception and put some attention on this pair of siblings, attaching a tracking spell to them.

Standing amidst the river of people, he observed his surroundings. The passersby walking to and fro did not seem to see him.

The high-rise buildings with over a hundred floors, the apartments, massive billboards, maglev trains and transparent tubes that served as streets… Everything gave Leylin a sense of extreme nostalgia. It was like he'd returned to his previous life.

'No wonder I could see traces of civilisation in the world's shadow force. Evidently they've undergone a few technological revolutions, and the population has grown to a frightening number…'

A rough estimate said the population of this Thousand Bears City was more than ten million. The information he'd gathered on the plane told him this was but a middle-tier city of one empire, which meant the populatioin of the entire world most likely fast approached that of the Magus World. And this was inclusive of the subterranean world!

"It's been proven that science and technology sustain the greatest growth of life for ordinary beings…" Without any extraordinary abilities, living together as a species and with technology was the best option, especially when there was a mastermind behind the curtains pushing for this development.

"In relation to the population, the number of extraordinary beings seemed to be suppressed…" Leylin thought of the wristwatch, Rapid Shadows. This device was commonly worn by ordinary citizens here.

"Extraordinary powers have been changed to devices. As long as one is able to fork out a little bit of money, even a child would be able to download a spell from the Shadow Weave?"

Leylin's eyes conveyed interest, "This Mistress of the Night, Shar, what is she trying to do?"

He turned his gaze to a giant light screen in the sky. It was made of numerous points of light, currently showing an advertisement for some product. That changed as the time for news arrived.

"A mine containing a new energy source was discovered this morning, causing stock in the energy sector to drop drastically. The market is closed for the day."

"The Prime Minister's wife will appear at a charity even in the Shangri-La Hotel tonight, donating to the inhabitants of the thirteen coastal cities devastated by Hurricane Darkness. Analysts say that this…"

"The authorities have once again asserted their swift, resolute decision to clamp down on all illegal markets of Rapid Shadows 5.0. In a joint effort stretched across various parties, the target this time was the fabrication of false documentation, especially that specifically required to purchase Rapid Shadows.

"Emergency Notice: Amdo City was hit by a meteorite 3 hours and 12 minutes ago, causing an infrastructure collapse. The surrounding tremours were extremely powerful, causing financial damages amounting to 37.85 million. The number of casualties is unknown at the time of this report. The local garrison troops have…"

The reporter who wore a work outfit explained the disaster in a stern voice, as images of troops entering Amdo City was seen.

"Their reaction is pretty fast, huh." Leylin shook his head and did not pay any further attention to it. A newly developed empire with a mysterious entity like the Mistress of the Night controlling it from behind the scenes could unleash extreme power if he stepped on it.

The ancient Netherese were an example. The golden period of the Nether Empire allowed it to rival even the gods!

Leylin had no doubts that, should Shar use some of her hidden cards, his very own voodoo dolls would be discovered sooner or later. However, they were only meant to distract her. He was already satisfied that they were able to last this long.

"Hmm, maybe I should watch the news more often, who knows if any news about the Snake Dowager may appear…" Leylin grinned.

According to his observations, the Shadow World now was a completely different world from the one that she spoke of. Just like the differences between the middle ages and 21st century of his past life.

An antique like her may not be tech savvy, captured on some fellow's camera due to the technological advancement of this world. However, these were all minor details. Leylin believed that even it if were to happen, the Snake Dowager would sense the difference and conceal herself.

'To put it in other words, after those voodoo dolls, the Snake Dowager will be the one who will divert the attention away from me…' Leylin's eyes flashed. Although he was invited here by the Snake Dowager, he had no intentions of playing the role of nanny.

'Intelligence is the current priority. I can't connect to the Shadow Weave recklessly, I need to find an opportunity…' Leylin looked at the news that was being replayed, and suddenly got an idea.Outside of the city, at the second level of a small villa.

Compared to the outside world which was so technologically advanced, this villa had a rather rustic and unadorned layout. Or in other words, it was old-fashioned.

"I never though we'd be able to live at home even if it hasn't been maintained in so long." Jill wiped the sweat off her cheek, and her dusty hands left several black streaks on her face. She was like a kitten playing around.

Xavier, wearing an apron, saw his sister and frowned, "You're dirty! Hurry and wash up…"

This was their old home, one that had been abandoned for many years. If not for the fact that this place could allow them to communte to school, the siblings would never have stepped foot in this place. It took some dusting and cleaning up to make it fit for living.

"I wonder why Mom and Dad didn't sell this place off back then. Is what they say true, that this is our heritage from several hundreds of years of ancestry?"

Xavier did not believe much of it. Finishing dinner, he placed a video call to a gentle and smiling older couple.

"I have organised the things…" Xavier nonchalantly said.

"Alright! Little Xav, you have to bear the burden of an adult and take care of your sister…" The middle-aged man said, before continuing after some hesitation, "Also…In our old home, between the layer of the two bookshelves, there are some things that you can have a look at…"

"Oh? That useless book? I have seen it several times since I was three…" Xavier said in an unperturbed manner.

"What?" The voice on the other end was raised by a full octave. The man grasped as his heart as if unable to believe what he had just heard.

"Isn't it just a book written about some strange fantasies, magic and other nonsense? I can't believe you actually stowed it away like some treasure, and the main point is you did not do a very good job of hiding it…"

Xavier rolled his eyes, before exchanging a few more sentences with his parents in a pacifying manner and ended the call.

"That book…This brings back some memories…" Through some sort of nostalgia, Xavier went to the study room in the upper level and found the book that was hidden between the two shelves.

Due to the accumulation of time, the cover of the book was now extremely faded and obscure, with a thick layer of dust gather on it. This caused Xavier to become annoyed before he cleaned up the place another time.

"It's so ancient. I'd believe it even if someone said it was a thousand years old…"

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History

Time had eroded the light yellow parchment. Not only were many of the handwritten words within blurred with age, the pages themselves stuck to each other as well. Several footnotes were stained with the trace of decay.

The book was written in form of ancient script, the worlds looping and distorted. It seemed like a three-year-old child could have written it better.

Xavier had hated reading and writing ever since kindergarten. With the 'good fortune' of a father with a doctorate in history, he'd had to understand various ancient writing styles since his youth. This specific script was a specialty of his, having been taught it seriously by his father.

Xavier managed to read the parts that were still legible.

"This is clearly a mythological story…" When he thought of his youth and how this storybook had accompanied him in his childhood, a faint smile arose on Xavier's face.

"The Snake Dowager ruled the entire Shadow World, and her descendents could later be found throughout the vicinity of Sanal. They possessed great power and defeated the homo sapiens, the Elias and other ancient creatures. Finally, they occupied the entire star continent."

"The Allsnake's heirs were called 'blood descendants' and grasped the shadows, able to talk to all species of snakes. The blood descendants divided the continent into 15 kingdoms, crowning the most pure-blooded of them as their monarch…"

"They wrote this like it actually happened." Young Xavier continued to flip the pages. Most of the book's latter pages were spent describing the beauty of the Snake Dowager and her power. There was also rich descriptions of the Shadow World under her rule. Just as he had arrived at the latter half of the book, information appeared that made Xavier's eyes light up.

"When the giant serpent's final glorious empire fell, their ancestor's bloodline mixed with other tribes. Theoretically, all creatures who possess the bloodline of the giant serpent can go through a period of cultivation and trigger their unique bloodline power…"

Xavier's finger traced a datura flower bud, his fingertips stroking the uneven surface. This complicated craftsmanship definitely required skill, and was not something that was made for fun.

If one looked at it carefully, they could see many complex black runes on the flower. Still, about half had been worn away by time.

After the symbol was a bunch of meandering descriptions of training techniques. They suggested things like mixing together the blood of bats and lizards, smearing it under the nose to increase one's chances of entering a meditative state.

'This is what caused me to make such a huge fool of myself in kindergarten…' Xavier's face twitched a little. In his view, this book's techniques were extremely childish. It seemed to have come from the primitive tribes who liked to prank people.

'Even if it's fake, they should have made it a little more realistic. Everybody knows that there is nothing like soul force or a weave. It's impossible to harness these abilities to use magic…' Xavier speechlessly turned over the pages until he reached the very end.

The handwriting here was rather new and was clearly added later. It was written in a modern language and didn't seem to be difficult at all.

This first part of this new content seemed to be a self-introduction of someone known as Chanal. The main idea was that he was from the same tribe as the original author, but his ancestor's records were far too absurd. He did not believe in the descriptions of his world travel as well.

However at the every end, Chanal had added something else. Reportedly, it was a complete military technique from his own tribe. It was originally meant to be used by cultivators.

"This looks a little more sincere— So it's called Snakebite Fist?"

Xavier flipped over the pictures at the very end and discovered several unusually realistic figures of a human body. It was rather genuine in its complexity, and its content looked very similar to other high-level biology diagrams.

From his recent martial arts experiences, this physical training didn't look as if it was just some crazy nonsense.

Soul energy and this weave had caused the humans of the Shadow World to acknowledge several extraordinarily powerful existence. It had aroused a popular craze in martial arts and extra-sensory perception. Sadly, this fad was soon found to be full of liars.

Apart from soul energy and the weave, extrasensory perception seemed to have disappeared from this world entirely.

After some half-baked consideration, Xavier had wasted a considerable sum of money to enter and train in a high-ranked martial arts school. Unfortunately, the only benefit it gave him was the strengthening of his muscles.

After all, those true inheritances had been tenaciously hidden away by the military instructors. Those without enough power and money would not receive proper instruction and become true brothers in training. It was unfortunate that although Xavier's family was a little wealthier than others, they were not infinitely more opulent.

Primarily based on his intellect and good relationship with his martial instructors and apprentice brothers, Xavier had learnt several genuine things.

'According to the teachings of the red-nosed military instructor, rank 0 to rank 2 spells are completely unable to harm experts with truly powerful cultivation techniques. Perhaps… Before the command is given, they could completely break off the wrist of 'Swift' that you prepared…'

Xavier looked at the resources on the Snakebite Fist and discovered that the written account was very detailed and reliable. From the most basic breathing techniques to the attacks and defensive techniques, there were also records of the necessary drug ingredients that were required for the cultivation. It could clearly be seen that Chanal was a very meticulous person at heart.

'I fulfill all the basic requirements, so next is to buy these ingredients and make some training equipment…' Xavier's eyes seemed to burn with fervour, 'Seems like I found something good when I was young. Shall I give it a go?'

"Wait, didn't I plan to remain an ordinary man. What's the point of these fighting techniques?"

Xavier suddenly thought of his old military instructor's advice, "Those with real power these days are the strong mechanics who grasp several high-ranked spells. Researchers in psi energy who've graduated from famous universities are also strong, especially those with doctorates. Fighters have no chance of resisting their high-ranked spells…"

Xavier clearly recalled the desolate look in his instructor's eyes.

"Yes, as long as one has enough money, they can easily download and use low-ranked spells. It's not impossible to obtain mid-ranked spells either. Those martial artists who train their bodies and use martial arts to cultivate themselves are all fools. So why am I still considering it? I should hurry up and pass the entrance exam for the high-ranked mechanic permit and obtain the authority to use mid-ranked spells. Then, even the world's top 500 companies will fight for me…"

Xavier sighed and shoved the voluminous book back into its original location. There was a trace of regret in his heart that, try as he might, he was unable to completely suppress…

Once the youth left and the door clicked shut behind him, the room was plunged into darkness. Leylin's figure appeared suddenly, stepping across limitless space to arrive directly inside.

The bookshelf was opened up, and the large book was wrapped in a faint light that delivered it to Leylin's hands. Page after page turned rapidly, until Leylin stopped at the symbol of the black datura flower bud.

"The Allsnake descendants' inheritance? It seems like history's hurt it a lor…" Given Leylin;s knowledge and experience, a single touch told him this book was written 1257 years ago. The author was an extraordinary expert, about equal in power to a rank 2 or rank 3 Magus.

It was only that the expert had received an incomplete form of the inheritance. With the passage of time, it had been reduced to this dilapidated state.

"According to the book's meditation techniques, it's still possible to cultivate extraordinary power. However, the chance of becoming a monster is even greater…

"The martial techniques at the end, however, abandon meditation techniques and spiritual energy. They're rather suitable to this world's laws. Perhaps it's possible to cultivate something using it…"

Leylin vaguely gave his opinion before tossing the book back to its place in the bookshelf. As he was now, he was far too lazy to read this sort of thing. He instead turned his attention to the spines of the many black books that looked like a wave.

"A historian's study… It should be enough for me to know how the world has changed," Leylin's eyes were fixed on the upper right hand corner of the bookshelf, where a voluminous book lay. The A.I. Chip's light scanned across it at lightning speed.

It was most likely the history of this specific family, This scholar had preserved a great deal of his material books, which made Leylin feel pleasantly surprised.

Although he could access many powerful safety nets and even the Shadow Weave itself to obtain all he needed, it was difficult to avoid leaving traces behind that way. If it was discovered by the Mistress of the Night, he would face a difficult situation. Compared to that, even if this primitive method of collecting information was more tedious it could completely avoid Shar's detection.

The bookshelf showed that the teenager's father was quite meticulous. It was laid neatly in order, sorted by dates.

The bottommost section contained ancient myths and stories of bards, which seemed like the owner did not care very much for. In the middle were a stack of history books. Some of them even had their pages threaded by strings, old enough to be sold as antiques. On the uppermost portion was modern history, and the brand new covers gave off a glossy look. It was evident that these books had been picked up the most by the owner.

The history and changes of the Shadow World soon lay bare for Leylin's perusal.

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Cleanup

The Snake Dowager ruled over the Shadow World in ancient times. Then, this place had been largely similar to the Magus World, with extraordinary power granting high status and various empires at war with each other. Wars erupted every day, and it was a dark time for the commoners.

It seemed like Xavier's father adopted a prudent stance against these descriptions of snake descendants and bloodline carriers, thinking they were just superstitions used by people of ancient times to control them through fear.

History had changed when the Snake Dowager had lost her position about thirty thousand years ago. The Mistress of the Night had taken control of the Shadow World. Unknowing of the facts, the regular humans had met a pivotal point— psi energy and the Shadow Weave had been established.

"With the Snake Dowager gone humans took primary control of the Shadow World, allowing science to flourish. The most crucial bit was the discovery of psi energy…" Leylin's right index finger tapped on the cover of a history book as he pondered the subject deeply.

'Psi renergy, the gift of the Shadow World. Pure and effective, it has low contamination. Even more important is that a lot of it can be stored, and humans could make containers for it quite easily. Once it was discovered it replaced all kinds of fuels, developing into many other fields as well. Now the maglev trains, aircraft, and even the high-tech armour used by their soldiers ran on psi energy…'

Leylin read on slowly.

'Psi energy did not exist during the reign of the Snake Dowager, instead coming right after the Mistress of the Night appeared… It is extensively used, connected to another new creation called the Shadow Weave.'

Once one read to this point, even a fool would realise it was a setup of the Mistress of the Night.

'Ever since then, humans have had near unlimited energy. Money allows them to cast spells from the Shadow Weave, letting them toss extraordinary ability into the trash and abandon all ancient training techniques. Is this now the era of science?'

This was all within the books from Xavier's family. Several tens of thousands of years ago, there were countless myths and legends of heroes with superpowers, but by the era of Xavier's ancestor all small discoveries of such abilities had been carefully recorded. It was evident that history had changed greatly.

'Make them over-reliant on equipment, having them forgo true strength and regress in their extraordinary abilities… It reduces the number of enemies, and allows you to use the Weave to control the entire world…'

Leylin felt like he understood part of why Shar had prepared all this. At the same time, a spirit force message travelled over, causing his face to change.Amdo City had now been surroudned by soldiers with powerful-looking cannons. Many of these soldiers had expensive equipment on, making for an extremely imposing sight that stilled the atmosphere.

At the centre was a large piece of land that had been hollowed out by a meteorite. The extreme heat had left behind traces of crystal within, but the meteorite itself had already disappeared.

A command post had been erected here temporarily, with many troops analysing data and conducting investigations within. They were all submitting their information to the middle-aged commander from before.

"The Weave has been checked, no traces of psi energy found."

"Meteorite sample collected, sending a copy to the royal family for further analysis."

"All troops on standby, prepared to move at any time."

All this information did nothing to improve the commander's mood. After all, he was facing an opponent that had obliterated a military base in an instant. What's more, there was more than one enemy!

"So the culprit within this meteorite hid himself inside Amdo City. What about the other two, where did they land?" The officer rubbed his temples.

"The estimated trajectory puts the second landinhg point in the east of the empire, within 30km of Danube City. However, the base there was extremely quiet. The mission has been handed over to the local troops." The report came from a well-trained intelligence officer with a pair of long, beautiful spectacles. She adjusted her spectacles as she spoke calmly, "The third landing point is at Coral Coastal City. We've already sent a request to the navy to find and annihilate the opponent."

"Three apostles at a time…" The middle-aged officer seemed unable to bear this heavy burden, "And one's already infiltrated Amdo City. How is the city's shutdown going?"

"Our troops have already surrounded the place, forbidding any citizens from leaving the city. A couple of small fights broke out, but the situation is under control…"

"Alright then… We can only impose these heavy laws for the sake of the empire," the officer said with an expressionless face.

Creatures from the stars were extremely dangerous. They could hide within the souls of ordinary citizens, beginning to spread contamination. They'd taken down entire empires in the past, so he had to prevent it at all costs!

Even if these specific apostles couldn't contaminate the soul, any foreign pathogens or viruses they carried could cause serious damage to the affected citizens. Thinking about it some more, the officer passed down further orders, "Relay the new safety measures once more! Deny all citizens who wants to leave, including the local officials inside too. All who disobey must be killed immediately!"

"… Yes!" Listening to the merciless order, the soldier was taken aback. Still, she ended up obeying his orders.

"Hehe… It looks like the Empire Hawks aren't all that capable? They actually have a headache from such a small event?"

Just as the soldier was about to leave, a mocking voice sounded from outside the strength. The green flaps were pushed open to reveal oa group of soldiers in black uniform. The one who laughed earlier was a member of the group with yellow crew-cut hair.

"Solders! Soldiers!" The soldier pulled out a minigun, aiming at the group that had barged in. She was extremely furious at the lack of security outside the tent.

"Raise your hands slowly! You are now intruding in a restricted area of the army, I have the rights to kill you immediately!"

The other officers pulled out their guns as well, pointing them at the group.

"Hehe… Kill us? How interesting! Foolish humans…" The group of black uniformed personnel did not show any expression. As for the yellow crewcut man, he pointed his finger at the woman and twirled it.

"Ahhh…" Suddenly, the woman felt like her hands did not belong to her anymore, and the gun fell to the ground as she was lifted and floated in midair, her head facing towards the ground.

"How can this be? The Weave is sealed in here, mid-grade spells can't be cast at all!" The other administrators were shocked.

The yellow haired man looked at the female soldier's thighs, his sleazy eyes revealing his lust. He then asked his leader for permission. "Not a bad pair of thighs! This stocking… You're rather wanton on the inside. Boss, can I play with her?"

"Enough! All of you, stop now! Put down your guns!" The middle-aged officer ordered. Very soon, he looked at the leader of the black uniforms, his eyes revealing a complex gaze, "Are you here to mock me, Javis?"

"I don't have time like that to waste, elder brother." The huge bloke called Javis looked at the yellow-haired man, who immediately released the female soldier. He then took out documents sealed by the imperial seal.

"I'm here to clean up your mess… It's a fact that the Special Forces are the true trump card of the empire, used to deal with things like this." All the military personnel within the tent gasped after hearing the words 'Special Forces'.

This was a covert team put together by the empire. They consisted of people with extraordinary abilities, and were supported by many resources and the newest technology, tasked with dealing with special occurences like this.

More importantly, the members of this team were extremely lawless. Nasty news and rumours floated around the army about them, labelling every team member a crazed criminal.

"The empire has sent out the Special Forces, do those up the hierarchy believe that things have reached such a bad stage?" The female soldier collapsed to the ground, breaking out in cold sweat. She didn't dare to look at the yellow-haired man anymore.

"Since it's the orders of the empire, I have no objections!" The commander looked through the documents and even saw the seals from his direct superior. He saluted in a military pose, before handing over a silver key over to Javis, "I hope you don't let the superiors down!"

"Relax, I'm not you!" Javis smirked, the silver key melting as it entered his body through his skin.

Suddenly, a mechanical voice sounded in the tent. "Authority passed on. Shadow Weave control of Amdo City has changed, welcome General Javis."

"Very good! Contact Mole and Wolf Fang for me!" Javis barked out his orders. Very soon, two soldiers wearing black uniforms appeared on the screen.

"Boss! Team 1 is in position!"

"Team 2 Ready!"

"Our target this time has the ability to enter souls. The feedback from the Weave and the estimation of the central neural net say that the possibility of the enemy hiding in a citizen's body is extremely high.This is a list compiled by the city's surveillance system, I want you to dispose of every member there!"

Javis raised his hand, and an extremely detailed, long list of names appeared. This was the list of suspects put together by the central neural net, where the Weave had sensed the greatest number of questionable energy spikes.

"Have you gone mad?" Javis' brother looked at the list of names. There were over ten thousand names written in there! He howled once more, "These are all citizens of the empire! There may just be one culprit while the rest of them are innocent!"

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Annihilation

"You've always been so soft, brother. It's your greatest weakness…" Javis looked at his brother. They had similar faces, but their hairs were already turning white.

"I'm the person in charge right now. If not for the citizens, I would long since have applied for the Shadow Weave Team to destroy the entire city…"

Javis dug his ears, "Where are the soldiers? Remove unauthorised personnel from this tent at once!"

Suddenly, a group of armored troops entered and chased the middle aged officer and his subordinates away.

"People who get in the way should leave. Now… Let us play our game of hide and seek!" Javis looked at the screen, his extreme insanity spilling over into calmness, "Enable city surveillance. Lock down all spells using the Shadow Weave, and disable teleportation. Scan for any strange sightings and energy movements. Begin the purge!"

"Go! Action!" Mole and Wolf Fang waved their hands in a forward motion, and the armoured troops behind them began their operation to kill the people on the list.

"Hey, what are you trying to do?" Armoured troops entered a civilian's home, and began shooting at the family of three who were having a meal at the dining table.

Bang! Bang!* Very soon, the head of the man exploded, and his body lay in a pool full blood, followed by his wife and his daughter.

Although middle-grade spells in the empire had seals that needed unlocking and high-grade spells were reserved for soldiers and royals, commoners still had the right to use low-level spells. However, Javis had already locked down on magic in Amdo City, so all Rapid Shadows watches had turned to trash.

Without those tools, these commoners were weak and small in front of the armored troops. Wave after wave of flying drone encircled the air around Amdo City, releasing messages of warning.

"Troops of the empire are currently in the midst of capturing spies. All civilians are requested to stay in their homes, and not to leave. We will not hurt the innocents. I repeat, we are troops of the empire…"

Gunshots sounded from time to time, and there seemed to be a flurry of activity within the city. However, the soldiers had still managed to suppress the situation and keep it in control.

After all, ten thousand was still only a small fraction of the ten million plus population here. As long as their own names weren't on the list, these citizens wouldn't be brash enough to resist the executions.

As for Javis, he sat in the command post and watched the screen in admiration, enjoying the wine in his hand.

Bang!* Yet another man was killed in his own home, and blood spilled everywhere.

"No! Don't…." This was the plea of a young lady before her death, but the soldier did not even spare her another glance.

To obey commands was the basic duty of a soldier, and one who didn't think for themselves was basically the ultimate weapon. Only resolution and strength would carry them through all situations and missions.

The mass killing was executed quickly, but there were still some hiccups from time to time.

"Damn it! The Empire still has a hostile outlook on us extraordinary humans?"

A bespectacled young man howled at the gun pointing towards him. Suddenly, he was covered in flames as he turned into a malevolent creature that was filled with scales.

"Shoot!" The psi energy filled bullets only left white scars on the scales.

"It's a mutant! Extraordinary person! Hurry and call for backup!" A squad leader howled at the communicator, but it was already too late.

Zoom! Whoosh!* The monstrosity leap forward, turning into a black line on the screen.

Crash!* The armour that the troops wore was soon torn apart, spilling out broken white bones and blood.

"Huff… Want me to die? You first!" A human voice sounded from the creature's mouth, as he ducked into the sewer quickly.

"Ding! Target's identity confirmed! Second level civilian, Chengfei! Father… Mother…Current home address:… Beginning lock-on!"

The central system screen revealed pieces of information on the target, and on the left side was the appearance of the young man before he transformed.

"Good! These mutants are hereditary. Mole, find a couple of men to get rid of him. As for the rest, look for his parents and blood-related kin!" Javis ordered.

"Kiddo! You had a fun time earlier huh?"

The sewer duct was shattered into pieces, reveal the underground pipe network and the creature's shocked expression.

A black-uniformed soldier stood in midair before the creature, looking down on him in mockery.

"Spawn of the witch! Meet your maker today! Before you die, I hope you can give me some fun…"

"It's only a low-level bloodline carrier?" Javis nodded his head indifferently as he watched the young-man-turned-creature being brutally killed on the screen.

The expansion of technology and the constant purges from the empire had dropped the numbers of these mutants. Some of the present generation didn't have strong powers. On the other hand, people who had obtained extraordinary strength through training rigorous techniques were still around.

However, these two types of extraordinary humans were as weak as ants in front of the forces of the Empire and the Shadow Weave. As the killing in Amdo City continued, many innocent civilians who were caught in the crossfire ended up dead as well.

There were also other unlucky ones like the mutant earlier, killed mercilessly without any proof or verification needed.

These mutants formed the underground world of the each city, but after this event they were completely purged from Amdo city. However, if Amdo City could survive this ordeal, they would instead reach a very high level of society.

As the massacre continued, the several thousand names on the screen disappeared, finally showing only the last few hundred targets.

"All teams on alert!" As the target area grew smaller, even Javis himself had turned more solemn.*Whoosh! Whoosh!*

A woman wearing an office outfit rapidly ran down the streets, as if a predator that was searching actively for its prey.

Suddenly, a metal net appeared from the side of her vision. She leapt upwards for a distance of more than five metres, passing through a wall to disappear from the scene.

"I have to avoid the surveillance cameras, and also throw away any hi-tech equipments related to hidden energy and the Weave!" The office lady face changed as she crushed the Rapid Shadow on her wrist…

About ten minutes later, in an abandoned factory. Blood splattered on the walls like plum blossom in a dark corner.

The office lady took off her coat, revealing a white blouse underneath. She had a hole on her hand.

"Urgh…" However, she gritted her teeth and moved her muscles, forcing out a golden metal bullet out from her body. After expelling the bullet, she heaved a sigh of relief. She then tore part of her blouse to wrap the wound, and her face turned extremely pale.

"The empire is quite resolved this time. Was our organisation discovered?"

"No! Even if we were exposed, they would not need to take such drastic actions. Moreover, the whole of Amdo City is filled with gunshots… We were just unlucky to have been discovered… Were they after some powerful mutant organisation?"

The office lady smiled wryly, "Even if I learned a few body techniques and trained my Plum Blossom Fingers to rank 5, I can only run in the face of the Empire… If not for the other mutants diverting the attention from me, I would have been captured or killed by now… After they narrow down the radius of their hunt, the situation will grow even more troublesome. I need to leave this place as quickly as I can!"

She did not realise that a strand of her hair had already turned crimson red, with a phantom voodoo doll faintly floating behind her back.

[Host Command: Gather intelligence and conceal as much as possible! Chances of current target being discovered is too great! Abandon current target immediately!]

Very soon, the phantom of the voodoo doll left the office lady's body and merged into the darkness.

[Current location is unsafe, attempting to leave! Traces of spatial lockdown discovered! Attempting to break through!]

Light flashed within the dim eyes of the voodoo doll.

"Found you!" Javis howled from within the command post, "Gather up immediately. Attack!"

A dazzling white light flashed as the abandoned factory and the office lady within it disintegrated, turning into dark liquid before sizzling and evaporating into thin air, not leaving behind a trace.

[Beep! Whereabouts discovered, mode changed to breaking through!] The smile on the voodoo doll's face turned even more sinister than before, as light flashed past its eyes once again.

Boom!* The incendiary bomb which contained a huge amount of energy caused a quarter of Amdo City to be completely destroyed.

Javis and the other members of the Special Forces stood above the explosion in mid-air, surrounding the voodoo doll.

"First apostle found!" Javis snapped his fingers, and powerful spells took form nearby. The energy waves they radiated were no less than that of legendary spells!

"Damn it! That crazy Javis!" Javis' brother, that middle-aged commander, couldn't help but curse as more than a quarter of Amdo City was destroyed.

"I knew it… Handing over the Weave to him was not a wise thing!"Leylin was shocked for a moment as he received the news in Thousand Bears City.

"Although they have made a large sacrifice, they still managed to capture the doll and destroy it, huh?"

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Snakebite Fist

"Able to destroy my voodoo dolls… This empire is much stronger than the kingdoms on the surface of the Magus World…"

Leylin nodded his head from Xavier's old home in Thousand Bears City. His voodoo dolls were as strong as peak Breaking Dawn Magi, at the limits of rank 6. On the surface world this could afford one a throne, yet that strength was now obliterated by the special forces of a single empire.

Put in other words, the Monarch of the Skies, the Blazing Flames Monarch and the like would not meet with a good end if they came to this world.

'I haven't discovered the Mistress of the Night yet either. She could track my dolls down using the central neural net and the Weave, forcing one out into the open. Such swift and decisive action…' Leylin evaluated indifferently, at the same time not harbouring much more hopes for the other two dolls. With the powers of this empire, discovering the other two was just a matter of time.

However, the goals of acquiring intelligence, data, and even stalling for time had been achieved, so it was already enough.Leylin stayed in Thousand Bears City for some time, watching Xavier train recklessly in the Snakebite Fist. Curiosity had gotten the better of him, and he'd bought a large quantity of medicinal herbs and training dummies for practice.

Another of the dolls was discovered during this time. However, several important cities had suffered collateral damage to destroy it, and the destruction and viruses spread by the doll reached millions. The government had started a donation drive for the victims of this tragedy, and Xavier's sister Jill herself donated part of her pocket money.

As for the last surviving voodoo doll, it was currently hiding in the vast ocean. However, it was only a matter of time before it was discovered.

Leylin didn't mind that, having it gather as much data as it could before being tracked down. Past that he didn't bother with it. In any case, he was confident in infiltrating this world even without the help of the voodoo dolls, and could avoid the surveillance of the Shadow Weave himself…

Within an underground basement. Xavier had already moved most things out of this place making an empty space the size of half a basketball court. The area was littered with sandbags and dummies.

Xavier did not have his shirt on, and he'd wrapped his fists with cloth as he began practicing the technique written in the Snakebite Fist Manual.

Sssii!* Every punch of his seemed to soften his bones, letting them twist and contort in different ways. A hiss sounded with each fist thrown, as if it was a venomous snake that was striking.

"Huff… Snakebite Fist! Ruthless, insidious, and the trick lies in it being unexpected, striking at an angle that the opponent will not anticipate! Hence, I have to soak both my arms inside a special concoction broth in the beginning stages, to soften the bones…" Xavier muttered.

After practicing one stage of the technique, he went to the nearby water tank and picked up a white towel and dabbed into it. He then applied the black substance on the towel onto his hands, not missing a single pore.

The blackish liquid seemed to burn his skin upon contact, and bored its way through the pores into the bones, as if wanting the melt the entire arm.

"Argh… Damn… It hurts so fucking bad…" This pain caused Xavier to curse. He stuffed another towel he had prepared into his mouth as his expression turned malevolent, and faintly let out the hissing roar of a beast.

This pain lasted for over half an hour before it subsided, leaving Xavier with cold sweat.

Pu!* He spat out the towel in his mouth and looked at his own hand. Once the residue of the concoction was washed off it revealed fair, whitish skin with a glossy sheen.

"This…" He touched his own hand, and felt that the skin had gotten thicker.

"No… It's totally adding on another layer of outer skin…" Xavier looked at it for a while longer before he took out a needle and pierced his own skin.

Resilient and smooth, just like hide…

He needed about half his strength to finally pierce through the skin, and even that only made him feel a pinch.

"Both of my arms have an increased piercing effect, and even my bones have turned softer, arriving at the minimum requirement of the Snakebite Fist…" Xavier nodded his head, and suddenly felt his heart ache a little, "The ingredients for the concoction is too expensive, and this pain…"

His heartbeat grew fast as he looked at the manual, "Just the elementary stage cost me all my savings. I even need to put my hands in poison in the later stages, giving my strikes a toxic effect. No matter what it doesn't look like an orthodox skill, more demonic…"

In fact, Xavier's guess was rather accurate. Back in the past, the Snakebite Fist was was a manual used by the servants, so it was not anything great. However, it granted great power in a short period of time.

However, with the thinning of these bloodlines and the suppression from various kingdoms and empires, bloodlines had regressed over time. Manuals like the Snakebite Fist instead became treasures to be passed down.

'If he continues to train like this, he'll most likely deviate and go crazy. Even if he's lucky enough to succeed, it'll at most be some skill around the mid-grade Rapid Shadows…' Leylin stood by the side and casually watched Xavier train. 'Forget it… I've been a guest this long, it's about time I pay some rent…'

Po!* Leylin smiled as he reached out with his hand, and a black light entered the manual of the Snakebite Fist. As this light was too weak, Xavier who had been practicing diligently did not notice it.

However, the ancient manual trembled, before it resumed a stationary position.

In a certain page within the book that recorded the runes of the black datura flower, the lines of the runes continuing to extend and fill out as the flower bloomed. Very soon, these lines lost their powers and did not move any longer. However, the black datura flower which was originally only quarter full was now halfway done, and energy waves seemed to be spreading from the runes.

Hiss!* Naturally, Xavier did not notice these changes. However, as he punched, the hissing of a giant serpent sounded once again, causing the rune of the black datura flower to flash. An energy radiation that the original owner, a Magus, had placed into the book was now drawn out, as it began to move towards the only bloodline descendant around the manual.

Hiss!* *Hiss!*

The Snakebite Fist's hissing sound grew louder and louder, as the vibration of the sound waves grew stronger. It was like a giant serpent had coiled itself around Xavier's body.

The teenager had entered a miraculous state. His eyes grew dull as he unleashed punch after punch.The teenager now had enter a miraculous state. Black gas formed a phantom of a black snake behind him, its crimson eyes and tongue giving off a dangerous aura.

With the appearance of the phantom, the skin on Xavier's arms began to molt. Once the old skin fell off it revealed scales underneath.

'This energy is only to pay rent. However, it's like a key that unsealed the radiation locked inside the manual.' Leylin smiled as he watched the black gas engulfing Xavier whole. With his current powers, he could easily grant Xavier the strength of a Breaking Dawn. However, this did not stand in line with the principles of Magi, that trades demanded equal measures.

Moreover, such a spike of foreign power would definitely alert the Weave. Why would he do such a thing?

Hence, Leylin chose to pay his rent in equal measure. This had unsealed the energy radiation within the book, allowing Xavier's ancestor's intentions to be fulfilled.

'Although your ancestor was a low ranked Magus, this is a start to having extraordinary abilities. Moving forward, it's all up to you…' Leylin smiled, his eyes filled with anticipation.

He did not do this because he was bored, but because wanted to confirm a few things through this boy. For instance he wanted to know whether mutant organisations existed, as well as other bloodline carriers.

After Xavier demonstrated his abilities, he would immediately turn into a magnet and attract many people who intend to use his powers. This would put the boy in a bit of a perilous situation, but that only served to give Leylin some excitement as he watched.

'Don't let me down, young man…' Leylin looked at the figure that was still training in the basement. The phantom of the snake now grew larger, and Leylin's smile grew wider…

Xavier only woke up from this unconscious state the next morning. He scratched his head and muttered, "Eh? What's happened to me?"

Pat!* Suddenly, a piece of wood from the table that he used to prop himself up had been ripped off, causing him to fall onto the ground again.

"What? This wooden table is really unsturdy?" The teenager exerted more force, and his eyes grew bigger as he saw that the wooden block were grinded into fine wooden chips which fell to the ground.

"This situation… It's not that the table is weak, but I've gotten stronger…" Xavier stood up and looked at both his hands. Suddenly, he punched out— Piercing Strike!

Swish!* A sharp whistle and roar filled the room, carrying the bellows of a giant serpent. A small hole was punched into the walls, causing dust and wood to fall.

'It seems like my body has completely adapted to the movement of the Snakebite Fist… and this…' Xavier looked at his hands, at the scales that had already grown on his skin.

"Complete mastery of the Snakebite Fist?!"

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