Before Linley lay an immensely vast dreamscape.
Countless crystalline worlds formed a honeycomb-like structure, and within each cell, the figure of Beilu Sebabu flickered and shimmered.
As a Hell Lord who had survived from the ancient Twilight of the
But that was exactly what Linley needed. He hadn't merely set his sights on Beilu Sebabu's divinity and power over Laws—he was also deeply interested in all of its memories and secrets as a Hell Lord.
"Trying to stall for time with the sheer vastness of the dreamscape..."
A trace of mocking amusement appeared at the corner of Linley's lips, having completely seen through Beilu Sebabu's scheme. "A pity... In dreams, even if ten thousand years pass, in the outside world it's nothing more than a single instant..."
"Hssss..."
His body suddenly exploded apart, transforming into endless dark-red mist that faintly took the shape of a colossal Targaryen winged serpent, and began devouring the massive crystalline dreamscape.
A blood-red vertical eye slowly emerged behind all the figures of Beilu Sebabu from its various eras, within the honeycomb crystals.
Without exaggeration, with the Nightmare Energy-Absorbing Physique, Linley was now the sovereign within the dreamscape!
Within the dreamscape, Linley re-lived Beilu Sebabu's entire life alongside it, and seized everything from it.
Tens of thousands—even hundreds of thousands—of years passed within the dreamscape, but in the outside world it was nothing more than a brief instant.
Just as the blood-red vertical eye had fully opened and devoured everything of Beilu Sebabu within the dream—in the outside world, within that hidden plane...
The devil's body, now only the size of an infant and curled in on itself, gave a single shudder, then lost all trace of its soul.
The Lord of
After its death, its original body began to dissolve under the erosion of the dream's power, revealing a disc covered in intricate patterns.
"The genuine Mandehok Disc! So that's where it was hidden—inside its own body..."
Linley grasped the disc in his hand, its complex patterns almost dizzying even to him, as a terrifying domain-weakening force radiated outward.
"With the Mandehok Disc to open the passage, combined with the power of dreams... that should be enough..."
Blinding light bloomed ceaselessly from the Mandehok Disc, ultimately coalescing into a deep and mysterious black hole.
"The last dregs of Beilusebabu's divinity and divine power. And the power of the Laws..."
A pinpoint of dark crimson light flickered on Linley's fingertip before plunging into the black hole, vanishing in an instant.
……
Rumble!
Through the dream-connection, that speck of dark crimson light swiftly pierced through the Crystal Wall barrier of the
Targaryen Castle—the fortress Linley had forged—now stood weathered and mottled, steeped in the aura of ages past.
Numerous high-rank Kaimoyin warlocks, along with Linley's own bloodline descendants bearing the Targaryen legacy, lived within its walls.
Yet on this particular day, the entire castle shuddered with a faint tremor.
The castle, long since having developed a will of its own, automatically shielded all the warlocks within, ensuring not a single person was harmed, while simultaneously radiating a surge of immense joy.
Deep in the bottom of the laboratory, Linley's true body—his injuries long since healed, but still waiting for something—opened his eyes. A phantom image of a colossal serpent flashed through his pupils and disappeared.
"Decades of planning. And my clone's gamble at adventure. All of it has finally succeeded!"
Linley sighed. His true spirit communicated with Chip in an instant, learning everything at once.
"True ascension to Seventh-Rank Warlock! Acquisition of the complete power of the Laws! Today is the day!!!"
A flash of light. Enveloped in blazing blood-red flames, Linley appeared automatically beyond the world membrane of the Wizard World, in the vast expanse of the Astral Plane.
An ascension to Rule Wizard was no trivial matter! He had little confidence in completely containing the energy leakage, and Targaryen Castle was filled with his subordinates and bloodline kin—mass casualties would be unthinkable.
"Nightmare Force!"
Linley murmured softly, and dark crimson patterns surfaced across his body in tandem.
When his clone ascended to Demigod, he had already fully recovered from his injuries but remained in a deep slumber. Apart from awaiting his clone, the purpose of that dormant state was to acclimate to the additional bloodline power that had taken root within him!
The Nightmare Energy Absorber was the ultimate bloodline physique of the Dream World—its eerie and unfathomable nature had exceeded even Linley's own expectations. Although only his clone in the World of Gods had received the inheritance, its effects had reverberated back to his true body as well.
A vertical eye materialized at the center of Linley's forehead, piercing through the barriers of time and space, instantly connecting with the dreamscape of his clone.
[Ding! Host has acquired the Origin of Rules! Identified as the Power of Gluttony! Compatibility with main body: 99%! Converting...]
The Chip simultaneously refreshed with a new notification.
[Ding! Host's Devouring Rule fully analyzed — current completion: 100%!!!]
[Ding! Nightmare Bloodline influence absorbed! Host's bloodline power has been perfected. Targaryen Winged Serpent bloodline upgraded to Tier Seven!!!]
[Tier Six Bloodline Talent 'Devour' upgraded to Tier Seven!] Below this was a detailed description: [Devour (Tier Seven Talent) — The host has now achieved perfect fusion with the Devouring Rule. The rate of devouring and converting Rule power has increased dramatically! This ability can be inherited!]
[All base requirements met. Advancing to Tier Seven!]
With the Devouring Rule now complete, the spectral image of the Targaryen Winged Serpent manifested uncontrollably from Linley's bloodline.
"Hssss..." The Targaryen Winged Serpent that spanned across the Star Realm hissed ceaselessly. The terrifying demonic wings on its back flapped constantly, churning up violent spatial storms, while its sharp claws and single horn radiated a piercing glow.
At this moment, after absorbing the Nightmare Bloodline, the Wyrm's scales had turned completely dark crimson. Even more striking was a new dark-red vertical pupil that had appeared in the center of its planet-like serpentine eyes.
Surging bloodline power, intermingled with the force of the Devouring Rule, enveloped Linley's true body entirely, initiating a mysterious process of transformation.
[Ding! Host has advanced to Tier Seven Warlock! Body converted to a Rule Body (Perfect)!!!]
[Host data has changed drastically — rescanning in progress!]
The Chip's alert brought Linley back to his senses. He looked down at his hands, which had been completely reconstituted, a contemplative expression appearing on his face.
"A Perfect Rule Body! From now on, my body is composed entirely of Rules and bloodline power. As long as the Rules endure, I am undying?"
At this moment, Linley could feel himself perfectly fused as one with the omnipresent Devouring Rule. This sensation of being the Rule itself was incomparable to his previous half-step Tier Seven state.
[Ding! Host data collection complete!]
The Chip then projected Linley's latest status panel.
[Linley Farrell — Tier Seven Warlock — Bloodline: Targaryen Winged Serpent (Tier Seven) — Strength: 215.73 · Agility: 170.21 · Constitution: 300.05 · Spirit: 575.44 — Soul State: Rule True Spirit — Rule Comprehension: Devour (100%) · Slaughter (57%) — Host's Rule Body restrictions lifted. May once again absorb World Origin Power to advance!]
"Tier Seven Warlock! Rule Wizard! Only at this level can one truly feel the urgency of pursuing eternity..."
At this moment, the Rule True Spirit made Linley feel as though his perspective had been elevated to an infinite height, transcending the bonds of the world itself and gazing upon the endless river of time and space.
As long as the Rule True Spirit continued to exist, even if he fell right now, he could once again fight his way out from the river of time and space.
This was the secret behind the immortality of all Wizards and Gods!
"And... it seems there are even more authorities..."
Linley stroked his chin, and his Wizard's Secret Mark surfaced on his hand — a black inverted triangle with a black serpent coiling at its center.
"From now on, this becomes my symbol. No matter what sentient race, no matter where they are, so long as they pray or offer sacrifice to this mark, I will sense it — and can even channel power down through it... I've gained some of a God's abilities? Or perhaps... all paths ultimately lead to the same destination..."
Linley's gaze grew deep and unfathomable, as if his vision pierced through countless spaces, settling on two distant places.
"Lord Linley! Congratulations on reaching the true Tier Seven..."
From the depths of the Wizard World, in the endless darkness, Enocit and the Mother of the Earth's Core sent their congratulations.
Meanwhile, in the Purgatory World, deep within the endless Serpent Sphere cosmos, the breathtaking and bewitching face of the Mother of Ten Thousand Serpents also turned its gaze toward Linley: "Tier Seven, have you? Don't forget our agreement!"
"Cunning woman!"
Linley shook his head. Only after truly reaching Tier Seven did he gain complete mastery over his own bloodline.
One could say that from this day forward, the Targaryen Winged Serpent had no further connection to the Mother of Ten Thousand Serpents. This also reinforced a truth he had long understood — that what you hold in your own hands is best. After advancing to Tier Seven, he had finally obtained the complete bloodline authority of his clan, free from any and all restraints.
Half Tier Seven was, in the end, still a Tier Six Warlock. Even though Linley's powerful trump cards allowed him to unleash combat power rivaling a Rule Wizard's, there had always been a fundamental difference. But now, he had finally obtained everything in its entirety!
"Let's talk about this later!"
Two powerful streams of consciousness radiated outward, after which Linley turned his gaze toward the Wizard World.
"My bloodline has already spread this far? It seems Xirei and Daniel haven't been idle..."
In an instant, the faces of Friess, Xiling, and several other close companions and children appeared one by one before Linley's eyes.
"Things haven't gone entirely according to plan, but it's been so long already... I'll go see them first!"
With a mere thought, Linley's figure appeared instantly at the heart of Targanburg, yet there was no trace of any arcane arts or energy fluctuations—a terrifying realm revealed after becoming a Rule Wizard.