This incident was obviously a conspiracy—a massive conspiracy targeting the Ouroboros Circle!
First, they threw out the world coordinates to lure in three Morning Star Warlocks, trapping them in one fell swoop.
Then, they immediately pressed in with a massive army. First, they stirred up chaos to probe the situation. If it was confirmed that all three Morning Star Coemoan Giant Serpent Warlocks were absent, then what would follow was a war of extermination!
Amid this precarious situation, Leilin, a third-level Crystalization—merely a slightly bigger ant—could be crushed underfoot at any moment!
"To avoid being crushed, and even to swim against the current! I must break free from the fate of an ant!"
After a moment of contemplation, the expression on Leilin's face grew increasingly resolute.
"Everything below the Morning Star is an ant. But what if I advanced to the Morning Star realm?"
Two beams of light, nearly solid, shot forth from Leilin's eyes: "Only by ascending above the Morning Star can one grasp their own destiny, and avoid being casually abandoned or destroyed!"
"Chip, how is the data collection on the Morning Star realm progressing?"
Leilin immediately asked.
"Ding! Morning Star realm deduction progress at 34.5%!" the Chip provided instant feedback.
Originally, Leilin had been focusing on this area, but due to a lack of samples, progress had only reached ten-something percent. Thanks to the clone of the Blue Mountain King, progress had now surged upward.
Leilin recalled the assets he relied on for his advancement to Morning Star: "The Serpentwoman's bone finger is already prepared. The bloodline combustion experiment has been simulated many times and is definitely without error. All that remains is the Chip's Morning Star deduction!"
These three assets were the key to Leilin's confidence in advancing to Morning Star.
And the Morning Star deduction provided by the Chip was an extremely critical component: "The current progress is insufficient. At minimum, it needs to be over 50% to minimize errors during the construction of the quality node!"
"One sample from a Morning Star clone is enough!!!"
A determined color flashed in Leilin's eyes. He flipped his hand, and a stone rune with a hole bored through its core materialized.
"If that still isn't enough, then I'll add this as well..."
A Wizard who had just achieved Spiritual Power Crystalization would normally need several hundred years of painstaking accumulation to attempt constructing a quality node and advance to Morning Star. Leilin was aware of this, of course, but time waited for no man. Furthermore, the sheer number of his hidden trump cards was more than sufficient to deepen his foundation, even surpassing the accumulation of other Crystalization Wizards by a hundred years!
[[[lang:en]] ......
On the border of the Barber family's territory, a Wizard with long blue hair and eyes like stars wore a look of violent fury on his face.
Before him, numerous Advanced Warlocks and even more mortal soldiers lay in rivers of blood.
Not far away, the outline of a massive city could still be seen, its surface covered in flames and black fire that blazed ever higher. The cries and wailing of countless residents seemed to pierce through the barrier of the inferno, reaching his ears.
Such feelings of resentment, combined with pain accumulated to its very limit, could even trigger a qualitative transformation of energy, giving birth to terrifying existences!
Compared to Leilin's previous life, in this world where energy was far more active, anything was possible!
Yet the Blue Mountain King didn't so much as furrow a brow. Slaughtering hundreds of thousands, even millions of people, seemed to him no different from swatting a fly or crushing a few ants — not enough to stir his emotions in the slightest.
"Seven cities destroyed, over five million mortals killed or wounded, and more than ten Advanced Warlocks fallen..."
A cold smirk played at the corners of the Blue Mountain King's mouth. "And the Ouroboros Circle still cowers like a quail hiding its head. It seems Gilbert and the others really have been trapped in that other world..."
His purpose in coming here, of course, went far beyond Leilin. More than anything, he was probing for the Morning Star Wizard's reaction.
If the enemy was still around, how could they possibly watch him run roughshod like this? Given the Warlocks' fiery temperaments, they might have charged straight into Blue Mountain City itself. But now?
The enemy's high-level combat power had clearly been tied down, and even the reinforcement of these Advanced Warlocks had devolved into utter chaos — that was the only reason they could be slaughtered so easily.
"I originally planned to sacrifice this clone here, but it looks like I might be able to get much more..."
Unconcealable greed blazed in the Blue Mountain King's eyes, but he immediately touched his own face, and his expression turned dark in an instant.
"Leilin Farell~" he murmured the name that had cost him dearly — even claiming the life of a clan patriarch.
"I hope you stay alive until the day I break through the Ouroboros Circle's headquarters..."
The Blue Mountain King sneered.
Suddenly, his brows knitted together, and his eyes went wide.
"That aura fluctuation?! He actually dares to appear here?!"
The muscles on the Blue Mountain King's face contorted into a savage snarl. "Since you're courting death, then this king shall oblige!"