The perilous adventure and his all-or-nothing gamble had finally yielded rich rewards for Leilin.
Now, he had not only shattered the shackles of his bloodline, but had simultaneously grasped the power of rules, rivaling a seventh-tier Rule Wizard — though he still lacked that final step to truly ascend.
His power was so formidable that even the Chip's original calculation methods could no longer measure it, requiring a complete conversion of units.
"Halfway to the seventh tier! As long as I stay within the Wizard World, I have nothing to fear — not even the Mother of Ten Thousand Serpents!"
Leilin felt utterly exhilarated, almost wanting to howl at the sky: "What a pity I didn't manage to lure Beilu Sebab out completely this time — the power of rules can't be perfected yet. Still, the loss of its True Spirit alone should be enough to leave it gravely wounded, forced into slumber, or even destroyed. Worst case, I'll raid its nest afterward, seize that last bit of rule power, and naturally break through to the seventh tier..."
"Also, now that I've entered the sixth-tier Dawn Sun realm, has a Wizard's strength truly undergone such a sea change? A Wizard who has grasped the power of rules — even the Chip can't estimate the precise data anymore! Chip! Project whatever portions can still be displayed!"
Leilin commanded.
Immediately, he found that his data panel had undergone a drastic transformation:
[Leilin Farell – Warlock, 6th Tier. Bloodline: Targarian Winged Serpent (6th Tier). Strength (est.): 5,750. Agility (est.): 4,690. Constitution (est.): 8,920. Spiritual Power: ???. Mana: ???. Soul Power: ???. Rule Comprehension: Devour — 99%!]
"Ha... these changes!" Leilin's pupils contracted sharply. "Compared to my previous ascensions, the increase is absolutely terrifying — it's grown tenfold, a hundredfold! The amplification from the power of rules is this monstrous?!"
"Based on my calculations, my Spiritual Power should exceed a hundred thousand by now — so that's what caused the overflow?"
Leilin stroked his chin and issued a command:
"Approved! Recalculate using the Stardust Phantom Clan's data as the baseline!"
[Ding! Main body data recalculating... Conversion complete!]
The Chip faithfully reported, projecting the newly calculated data before Leilin:
[Leilin Farell – Warlock, 6th Tier. Bloodline: Targarian Winged Serpent (6th Tier). Strength: 172.52. Agility: 125.07. Constitution: 253.77. Spiritual Power: 449.42. Soul State: Dawn Sun Peak. Rule Comprehension: Devour — 99%!]
New data materialized — measured in Stardust Phantom Clan units, a single point of strength was equivalent to dozens of points on the old scale.
The Spiritual Power data had been compressed several hundredfold as well, finally fitting within a readable range.
Furthermore, since Leilin's soul power and rule power had now fused into one, the Chip was unable to display that metric at all.
"Hmm! The Chip's calculations are still fairly straightforward. In concrete terms, this means that every gesture I make now carries the combined strength of several hundred Stardust Phantom Clan members at the Morning Star level?"
Leilin stroked his chin again. "The raw strength might be roughly comparable, but the amplification from rule power — the Chip still hasn't factored that in..."
For an ordinary Dawn Sun Throne wielder, the numbers certainly wouldn't be this exaggerated — but Leilin was different. He had already placed half a foot into the sequence of rule-bound existences.
The amplification from rule power had pushed his strength to terrifying heights.
Rumble...
In midair, the massive chaotic vortex gradually dispersed, and that pair of azure eyes vanished without a trace.
The Sacrificial Rite runes that had manifested on Leilin Farell's body dissipated rapidly, collapsing entirely in the blink of an eye.
"The Infernal World's will… has departed."
Having advanced to the sixth rank and grasped the power of Laws, Leilin Farell's sensitivity to world wills of this kind had surpassed that of many Throne powerhouses. Therefore, upon sensing the dispersal of the Infernal World's will, he murmured to himself, a faint trace of melancholy crossing his face.
"Even though I helped it awaken its sentience, it likewise helped me defeat a powerful enemy and even facilitated my advancement… so we're even, are we…"
Leilin Farell could feel his temporarily elevated Sacrificial Rite rank plummeting rapidly, reverting to its original state in an instant.
"The Infernal will is nothing more than a mechanical intelligence! Its previous assistance was simply treated as a pure transaction. Under these circumstances, unless I were to fully defect to the Infernal World, or even accept its will infusion and become a half-puppet, there would be no way to regain its favor and become the Son of the Infernal!"
Leilin Farell stroked his chin.
World wills of this kind were supremely rational, devoid of anything resembling human sentiment. Even though Leilin Farell had just helped it, the moment he harbored any intention of bringing harm to the Infernal World, the entire Infernal will would turn against him without hesitation.
Every action it took was like a mechanical intelligence running on predetermined routines — but this was precisely what Leilin Farell appreciated. While he couldn't influence it through emotion, there would be no scheming or counter-scheming either. A clean transaction, the most convenient and efficient arrangement.
Otherwise, encountering a Supreme like the Defilement Bird — even if you offered sincere worship, it would still seek to control you, treating you as nothing more than a bargaining chip.
With the Infernal will, such a situation would absolutely never arise.
"However, my path is that of a Warlock, the Path of Truth. A controlled half-puppet simply doesn't suit me!"
Leilin Farell shook his head, abandoning the notion of settling in the Infernal World. Setting aside the matter of serving as the Infernal will's enforcer, merely thinking of the other Supremes here was enough to make his scalp tingle.