The harrowing adventure, combined with a desperate all-or-nothing gamble, had finally yielded bountiful rewards for
He had not only shattered the shackles of his bloodline but simultaneously grasped the power of Rules, rivaling a seventh-level Rule
His newfound power was so immense that the Chip's original computational framework could no longer measure it, forcing a conversion of its units.
"Halfway to the seventh level! If I stay within the Wizard World, I wouldn't fear the Mother of Ten Thousand Snakes in the slightest!"
Leylin felt incredibly exhilarated, almost wanting to roar toward the heavens: "What a pity—I didn't manage to lure Beilusebabu out completely this time, so the power of Rules can't be perfected. Still, the loss of its true spirit alone is enough to leave it gravely wounded, possibly even forced into slumber or destroyed. At worst, I'll ransack its laer afterward and seize the last bit of Rule power—then I'll naturally ascend to the seventh level…"
"Also, now that I've entered the sixth-level Zenith Sun realm, a warlock's strength truly undergoes earth-shattering changes, doesn't it? A warlock who has grasped the power of Rules can't even be accurately measured by the Chip anymore! Chip! Project the portions that can still be displayed!"
Leylin issued the command.
Immediately, he noticed that his data panel had undergone dramatic changes: Leylin Farrell | Warlock Level 6 | Bloodline: Tagaryen Winged Serpent (Level 6) | Strength (est.): 5,750 | Agility (est.): 4,690 | Constitution (est.): 8,920 | Spiritual Power: ??? | Mana: ??? | Soul Force: ??? | Rule Power Comprehension: Devouring — 99!
"Hah… these changes!" Leylin's pupils contracted sharply. "Compared to my previous ascensions, the increase is terrifying beyond belief. It's grown by ten times, a hundred times! The amplification from the power of Rules is this horrifying!"
"Based on my calculations, my current Spiritual Power data should exceed one hundred thousand—could that be what caused the overflow?"
Leylin stroked his chin and issued a command: "Confirm! Using the Star Phantom race's data as the baseline, recalculate!"
*Ping!* Primary data recalculation in progress… Conversion complete!
The Chip faithfully relayed its feedback, projecting the brand-new data before Leylin's eyes: Leylin Farrell | Warlock Level 6 | Bloodline: Tagaryen Winged Serpent (Level 6) | Strength: 172.52 | Agility: 125.07 | Constitution: 253.77 | Spiritual Power: 449.42 | Soul State: Zenith Sun Peak | Rule Comprehension: Devouring — 99!
The new data materialized—measured in units based on the Star Phantom race's baseline, where a single unit of Strength was equivalent to dozens of points on the old scale.
The Spiritual Power figures, meanwhile, had been condensed by several hundred times over, finally allowing them to be fully quantified.
However, because Leylin's soul force and the power of Rules had now merged into one, the Chip was unable to display that particular metric.
Hmm! The Chip's calculations are quite straightforward. So, in essence, every movement I make now carries the combined strength of hundreds of Star Phantom Morning Stars?
Leylin touched his chin. "The power might be somewhat similar, but the enhancement from the Rules hasn't been factored in by the Chip..."
If it were a normal Radiant Throne, the data wouldn't be so exaggerated, but Leylin was different—he had already set half a foot into the realm of Rules existence.
The enhancement from the power of Rules had caused his strength to surge terrifyingly.
Boom...
In midair, the massive Chaos Vortex gradually dispersed, and those green eyes vanished without a trace.
The ritualist runes that had appeared on Leylin's body rapidly dissipated, collapsing entirely in the blink of an eye.
"The
After ascending to level six and mastering the Rules, Leylin's perception of such World Wills had surpassed many Throne powerhouses. Therefore, upon feeling the dissipation of the Purgatory World's Will, Leylin murmured to himself, a hint of melancholy in his expression.
"Even though I helped it awaken its intelligence, it also helped me defeat a powerful enemy and even assisted in my advancement. So, we're even now?"
Leylin could feel his temporarily elevated ritualist level plummeting, instantly reverting to its original state.
"The Purgatory Will is just a mechanical intelligence! Its previous assistance was merely a transaction. Now, unless I completely side with the Purgatory World or even accept its Will infusion to become a half-puppet, there's no chance of regaining its favor as a Child of Purgatory!"
Leylin touched his chin.
Such World Wills were incredibly rational, devoid of human emotions or attachments. Even though Leylin had just helped it, if he ever intended to harm the Purgatory World, the entire Will would oppose him without hesitation.
Its actions were like a pre-programmed mechanical intelligence, but Leylin appreciated that. While he couldn't influence it through emotions, there was no mutual scheming afterward—a clean transaction, quick and convenient.
Otherwise, facing Supreme Beings like the Filth Bird, even with sincere worship, they'd still seek to control you, using you as a bargaining chip.
For the Purgatory Will, such a situation would never occur.
"But my path is that of a Warlock, the Path of Truth. Being a controlled half-puppet really doesn't suit me!"
Leylin shook his head, abandoning the idea of settling in the Purgatory World. Not to mention being the Purgatory Will's henchman, just thinking about the other Supremes there made his scalp tingle.
He was currently only half of level seven. Although he was thousands of times stronger than before, he was still no match for those level eight existences.
Previously, even though Leylin appeared incredibly heroic — a god-slaying, Buddha-slaying figure of unstoppable might — it had all been nothing but cheating, courtesy of the Purgatory World's Will.
On the Purgatory Will's home turf, those level eight beings had to contend with the Will's suppression while their own strength was reduced to roughly half at best. Facing Leylin, who had been amplified to a level seven ritualist by the Purgatory Will, they naturally found themselves outmatched.
But the reason Leylin had received such tremendous support from the Purgatory World's Will was entirely thanks to the sacrificial rites conducted through a branch of the Wisdom Ancient Tree.
The next time around, he would never again possess sacrificial offerings of that caliber.
In truth, if Leylin were to encounter the Mother of Ten Thousand Serpents on equal footing again, he might not even be able to flee.
"By awakening the Purgatory World's Will, I essentially placed a master over those invading level eight beings — and one that constantly seeks to drive them out of the Purgatory World…"
Leylin's scalp tingled faintly.
His earlier decision to recklessly awaken the Purgatory Will in order to break through his bloodline bottleneck had produced results that were practically perfect. However, it had also earned him the enmity of every foreign Supreme in the Purgatory World. Even so, if he had to do it all over again, Leylin would make the same choice.
Still, remaining in the Purgatory World was now clearly an incredibly unwise course of action.
The combined hostility of so many level eight beings, along with a mortal enemy like the Mother of Ten Thousand Serpents — if they joined forces, Leylin was afraid he wouldn't even be left as dust.
"My only choice is to take refuge in the Wizard World!"
Leylin's eyes were filled with resolve.
He was a native of the Wizard World, so the powerful Wizard World's Will would naturally not suppress him. As for beings like the Mother of Ten Thousand Serpents, once they entered, the suppression they faced would likely be even more terrifying than in the Purgatory World.
After all, the Wizard World was one of the two most powerful worlds in existence!
With this advantage shifting the balance, Leylin was confident he could ensure those level eight beings never returned. Of course, it was even more likely that they would simply give up — after all, they weren't fools, and they wouldn't throw their lives away like that.
"Enough! I need to use whatever little time remains to finish my business and get out!"
Leylin's expression was one of urgent haste.
"Roar roar…" "Whoo whoo…"
At that moment, the restrictions imposed by the world's Will loosened, and the entire world seemed to snap back from its previous state of stillness into motion.
Hordes of
Among these Gluttony Beasts, there were certainly six-level powerhouses cultivated by
If it were just one alone, perhaps none would have dared to provoke him.
But now, a multitude of Gluttony Beasts had formed a beast tide, and on the surface, Leylin was still at the peak of the sixth level. Surrounded by such a tide and besieged by numerous six-level Gluttony Beasts, there even seemed to be a slight possibility of his demise?
"Kill him! Kill him!"
The three-headed serpent that was the second elder of the Stewart family roared, inciting the surrounding Gluttony Beasts to surge forward ceaselessly.
The events that had just unfolded were too high-level and swift, and with the World Will's suppression, many of the Gluttony Beasts and even the inhabitants of the
Only those six-level powerhouses had a faint sense of Leylin's terror, but the hope of breaking through the Rules drove them to take the risk.
"Roar, roar…" Colossal Gluttony pythons, as large as mountains, and terrifying stitched abominations gradually closed in, surrounding Leylin.
"Quite clever?" Leylin looked at the three-headed serpent, which was cunningly hiding behind the throng of frenzied sixth-level creatures, and a faint smile traced across his face.
"Even an ordinary peak sixth-level existence would find such a siege troublesome? Unfortunately… I have already begun to transcend the sixth level. The power of the Rules is beyond what you can imagine…"
Having almost completely mastered the Law of Devouring brought earth-shaking changes to Leylin.
His various skyrocketing statistics already met the standards for the seventh level. At least, compared to the Infernal King Throne Leylin had previously encountered, his Spiritual Power statistics were far more exaggerated, perhaps even exceeding ten thousand.
After all, the other party had only grasped a sliver of the Flame Rule, and a very one-sided one at that, nowhere near as profound as Leylin's understanding, let alone the complete transformation into a Rule Body.
"Submit!"
Facing the siege of numerous six-level Gluttony Beasts, Leylin merely uttered a single syllable.
Instantly, terrifying Rule power erupted from his body, plunging the entire world back into a state of seeming paralysis.
Thud! Thud! The eyes of many Gluttony Beasts held a flicker of struggle, but their bodies involuntarily collapsed to their knees.