Wizard: My skills can be upgraded indefinitely.

The brood is evolving using the power of subconscious fragments.

The Soul-Eating Worm, a terrifying unit that erodes the soul, is merely the first mutation spawned after the Mother Nest devours the fragments.

If we wait any longer, who knows what kind of terrifying monster those cold and insane insectoid wills will fuse into?

"Let me see what's so special about these Soul-Eating Insects."

Ian's expression showed no nervousness, only intense anticipation.

Within the spiritual sea, the sun and moon cores slowly rotated, washing over the structure of the fragments' surface.

These soul-devouring worms, which had consumed fragments of the subconscious, had now become his primary targets.

With a slight thought, the rules of gravity flowed silently around him.

The rocks and soil parted to the sides like water, and its form transformed into a gray shadow that rose rapidly upwards.

In the blink of an eye, it broke through the earth's strata and stood on a desolate, cracked plateau.

The dark red sky was covered with fine purple streaks, and in the distance, several purplish-black nests crawled like tumors, with insect shadows wriggling and faint hissing sounds coming from them.

Ian ignored the scattered swarms of insects and looked up at the horizon, where the highest peak of the world of Exoc, the Sky Dome, stood.

The summit is shrouded in thunderclouds year-round and is said to be a sacred place for the ancient Esok people to observe the stars. Now, the area is surrounded by insect hives.

"Let's go there."

He took a step forward, his figure transforming into a pale golden streak of light that tore through the air and sped towards the distant peak.

Wherever it passed, the scattered swarms of insects didn't even have time to hiss before being vaporized by the invisible high temperature, leaving only a wisp of smoke.

At the top of the sky, the cold wind is like a knife.

Ian stood on the broken base of the observation platform, his robes fluttering in the wind, with a bottomless abyss beneath his feet and rolling thunderclouds and dark purple fissures above him.

He closed his eyes slightly, his mind sinking into the depths of his spiritual sea.

The silvery-white dream core and the golden-red sun core trembled simultaneously, and an unprecedented resonance of rules spread outwards from him in all directions.

hum...

The thunderclouds in the sky suddenly paused, and were then forcibly torn apart by two completely different forces!

On the left side of the sky, a golden-red sun slowly rises.

The light was intense, like molten lava pouring down; wherever it shone, the air distorted and steamed, and the rocks on the ground began to melt.

On the right side of the sky, a crescent moon of blood color quietly appeared.

The moonlight was not cold and clear, but rather flowed with a thick, deep red glow, in which countless distorted faces floated and disappeared, emitting silent wails and whispers.

The sun and the blood moon hung simultaneously in the sky above Esok.

The two lights intertwined, casting a dark red canopy that rapidly expanded from Ian's center.

One hundred kilometers, one thousand kilometers, ten thousand kilometers... eventually stabilizing at a radius of fifteen thousand kilometers.

This is a completely new realm form deduced by Ian after the [Sun and Moon Soul Sacrifice Treasure Book] entered the Morning Star stage, combining the rules of dreams and the rules of thermal energy...

"Sun and Moon Hanging High, Domains Overlapping".

This is the ultimate killing move Ian created by combining the Dream Realm with the previous Golden Realm!

The golden-red sun radiates temperatures of tens of thousands of degrees, scorching all matter, while the blood moon whispers, eroding souls and awakening the deepest fears in the hearts of enemies.

Body and soul, both suffer destruction and torment.

Ian opened his eyes, and deep within his pupils was a strange sight of the sun and moon shining together.

Slaughter Mode - Activated!

He raised his right hand and pressed down lightly with his palm facing down.

The rules of gravity throughout the entire area were completely disrupted, transforming into an invisible, towering wave that swept out in all directions.

Thousands of miles away, a purplish-black nest covering thousands of miles is constantly spitting out engineer insects and drones.

Deep within the nest, the queen insect's collective consciousness was cold and mechanical. Suddenly, it sensed something was amiss.

All Zerg units, whether crawling on the ground, flying in the air, or burrowing underground, uncontrollably slid in the same direction!

It was as if an invisible giant hand had grasped the entire earth, forcibly dragging and gathering it together.

hiss……

The swarm of insects emitted chaotic hisses, their bladed limbs frantically digging at the ground, yet they could not resist the power originating from the level of rules.

Millions, even tens of millions of Zerg, like a black tide, were swept high into the sky by gravitational tides, converging in the center of the domain into a constantly rolling and writhing "Zerg ball".

Ian's eyes were indifferent as he raised his left hand and pointed his index finger in the air.

[Coronavirus Storm]

The golden-red sun suddenly increased in brightness, and an extremely intense beam of light descended like divine punishment, precisely striking the center of the insect sphere!

There was no deafening explosion, only pure destruction and vaporization.

The Zerg carapace couldn't withstand it for even a moment before it disintegrated and vanished at the molecular level. The dark purple body fluid and limb fragments hadn't even splashed before they evaporated into nothingness in the high temperature.

Tens of millions of insectoids, including more than a dozen level-four guardian nuclei in the nest, were reduced to ashes in just three breaths.

All that remained was a solitary, purplish-black nest structure, and thousands of crystal core insects deep underground that were still transforming their origins.

Ian flashed into the nest passage, the laws of gravity clearing a path ahead, silently shattering all obstacles.

A moment later, he was standing in front of the underground energy node.

Thousands of crystal core insects still swarmed around, their bodies slowly circulating golden energy liquid.

They have no intelligence, only an instinctive way of absorbing and transforming the origin of the world.

"Collect." Ian raised his hand, and a miniature gravitational vortex appeared in his palm, sucking in the crystal core insects one by one and compressing and storing them.

Each one contains a small clump of transformed world essence, and the accumulation of thousands of them is quite considerable.

After doing all this, he did not stop.

With a slight thought, the silvery-white dream core in the sea of ​​consciousness lit up, and the whole person instantly switched to the "crescent form".

The body, like a ghost, slips into the omnipresent rifts of the dream.

At the same time, the previously obtained fragments of cosmic subconsciousness formed a faint light barrier around the soul, perfectly shielding it from all fluctuations.

Almost the very next second after he disappeared.

hum! ! !

A vast and icy will swept in from beyond the sky, engulfing the entire area like an invisible tsunami.

The will of the Void Mother descended once more, this time even more furious.

It sensed the complete disappearance of another nest, along with the annihilation of all Zerg units and the consciousness of the Queen.

This method is something that the native creatures of Esok could never accomplish.

Outsiders have infiltrated the world of Exoc and are hunting its people!

Its will is like a raging sea, scanning space, analyzing energy, and penetrating rock layers again and again.

But Ian was no longer in the same place, nor in the current space.

In the dream dimension, he silently watched the raging, powerless fury of the Mother Nest's will, as if observing a reflection in water.

Thirty seconds later, the will to resist retreated into the distance.

Ian stepped out from another dream rift and descended above the second nest.

The same process is happening again...

Gravitational tides swirl up the swarm of insects, a coronal storm vaporizes and annihilates them, I dive deep underground to collect the crystal core insects, switch to a new moon form, and escape into a dream.

The Mother Nest's will descended for the second time, shortening the search window to twenty-five seconds.

The third, the fourth, the fifth...

Ian moved at high speed across the Esok land like a sophisticated harvesting machine.

Every time it appears, an insect hive is reduced to ashes.

Of course, there are also quite a few Summoners in the realm who have been "accidentally" drawn into it.

Within a radius of 15,000 kilometers, all Zerg units had nowhere to hide and were harvested like straw.

The Mother Nest's will reacted faster and faster, the search window shortening from thirty seconds to twenty seconds, fifteen seconds...

The last time, just as Ian had captured the crystal core insect from the ninth nest and switched to crescent form...

That chilling will arrived a moment too early!

An invisible tendril almost brushed past the edge of his soul, carrying a kind of accurate prediction after "learning".

Ian felt a chill run down his spine. The Hive was learning his behavior patterns, and if this continued, he might be truly locked on next time.

But there was no fear in his eyes, only a deeper killing intent.

This is not only because his interests in this world are threatened, but also because he has come to realize that two civilizations are mortal enemies.

No wonder they were able to fight several wars with the wizard civilization without being wiped out; their speed of evolution and reproduction is truly chilling.

"Let's pull off another big heist, and make sure to delay the arrival of the Mother Nest."

Based on information from the memories of many Awakeners and combined with his own dream perception, Ian has pinpointed the direction in which the Soul-Eating Worms are converging.

Esok, the far north of the world, a frozen plateau.

The area is shrouded in cold mist year-round, and the land is covered with a layer of permafrost harder than steel. Even the Zerg are reluctant to venture there, with only a few Shadowwing Bugs patrolling the edges.

But in Ian's perception, a vast and strange soul fluctuation was hidden deep beneath the plateau.

This is the resonance generated by the gathering of a large number of Soul-Eating Insects, which is now interacting with the fragments of his subconscious mind.

"It's here after all." Ian tore through space and stepped into the ice field.

The biting wind, carrying ice shards, rushed towards him, but melted silently three meters away from him. The rules of thermal energy flowed slightly, insulating him from the extreme cold.

He crouched down and placed his right hand on the ice.

Gravity senses seep invisibly into the earth, penetrating thousands of meters of ice and rock, and "seeing" the scene below.

An unprecedented giant spiral mother nest, deeply embedded in the earth's crust like an inverted spinning top.

The nest structure was not the purplish-black flesh of ordinary insect nests, but a kind of translucent crystalline material with dark silver and dark purple interwoven patterns flowing on the surface.

At the core of the mother nest, a huge golden crystal with a diameter of one meter floats!

The crystal's interior was filled with flowing light and shadow, as if it contained a miniature galaxy, and the fluctuations of its rules far exceeded those of all the fragments Ian had obtained before.

Ian's eyes widened; this was the largest fragment of the cosmic subconscious he had ever seen.

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Even more chilling was the fact that at least two thousand Soul-Eating Insects were densely packed around the crystal!

They are only the size of a hunting dog, with a semi-transparent dark purple carapace, and their wings flap silently.

At this moment, they were all suspended in mid-air, their tentacles pointing towards the golden crystal, emitting a soul resonance invisible to the naked eye.

With each resonance, the crystal trembled slightly, emitting concentric silver ripples that merged into the Soul-Devouring Insect's body.

They are using the power of the fragments to undergo collective evolution!

"If I had arrived a few days later, you guys would have really turned the place upside down." Ian's eyes turned completely cold.

If these two thousand-plus Soul-Eating Insects were to complete their evolution, the survivors of the entire world of Esok, including the Council of Summoners, would likely face annihilation.

At that point, even he himself will find it difficult to deal with it head-on.

Attacks at the soul level are simply beyond the reach of conventional defenses.

"Fine, I'll wipe you all out in one fell swoop."

He sank downwards, and the laws of gravity opened a passage beneath his feet, silently separating the ice and rock layers.

A few breaths later, they had already infiltrated the outer perimeter of the Spiral Mother Nest.

The lair is filled with a viscous mist of souls, which has a strong effect on interfering with and corroding mental power.

But for Ian, who had already switched to crescent form, this was actually the best cover.

The rules of dreams worked perfectly for him here; he strolled through them without the Soul-Eating Insects noticing.

Ian quietly approached the core area, stopping a kilometer away from the golden crystal.

We can't get any closer. The resonance field of that huge fragment is too strong. If we continue to approach, it will inevitably awaken all the Soul-Eating Insects.

Several Soul-Eating Insects seemed to sense something, and their flight paths suddenly became erratic.

They turned around, their compound eyes staring directly in Ian's direction.

However, Ian in his crescent form exists in the gap between reality and dreams, and the Soul-Eating Worms cannot truly perceive him, but can only instinctively sense that "something is nearby."

Ian observed the Soul-Eating Worm for a full hour.

He recorded its behavioral patterns, the frequency of its soul ripples, and its connection to the maternal consciousness.

Then, he made a bold decision to actively "touch" the soul of the Soul-Eating Worm in the form of a crescent moon.

Ian reached out a finger and gently touched the soul core of the Soul-Eating Worm.

The touched soul-devouring worm became even more agitated, its soul fluctuations spreading rapidly, but still no abnormalities were detected.

The instant his fingers touched it, Ian saw some of the true nature of the Soul-Eating Worm.

Their soul structures are inlaid with many tiny fragments of the cosmic subconscious, which resonate with each other at strange frequencies.

This frequency allows them to remain hidden from the perception of the world's will, bypass mental barriers, and infiltrate the depths of the target's soul.

Ian also saw something even more important: the underlying commands of the Soul Eater.

The Soul-Eating Worms were not designed to kill; they were designed to "recycle" the subconscious fragments scattered throughout the world of Exoc.

Carlisle and Thran died because their souls bore the marks of outsiders, which the Soul Eaters sensed, prompting the Hive to order their removal.

"Let's begin."

Ian took a deep breath, and the two cores of the sun and moon in his mental sea spun at high speed simultaneously.

The powers of the silver-white dream core and the golden-red sun core intertwined and resonated to an unprecedented degree, causing the sun and moon in both realms to sink downwards...

boom!!!

The rock layers above the entire spiral mother nest were forcibly torn apart by an invisible force, and the golden-red sun and the blood-red crescent moon pierced through thousands of meters of earth and descended above the core of the mother nest.

The sun's rays, like a corona, poured down, while the blood moon's whispers swept over souls like a tidal wave.

More than two thousand Soul-Eating Insects awoke almost simultaneously, their compound eyes flashing with a terrifying light.

They tried to flap their wings and scatter, tried to slip into the psionic mist, tried to launch a soul blast...

But it was all too late.

The coronal cyclone has engulfed the entire core area.

The high temperature vaporizes their shells and bodies at the material level, while the whispers of the blood moon tear apart their consciousness structure at the soul level.

The dual destruction of body and spirit allowed these soul-feeding monsters to experience, for the first time, the taste of utter annihilation.

hiss……

The silent shrieks of souls echoed within the lair, but were firmly sealed off by the domain.

One by one, the Soul-Eating Insects were melted and dissipated, leaving not even ashes behind.

The golden crystal, one meter in diameter, trembled violently, and countless cracks appeared on its surface, but it did not break.

Ian raised his hand and made a grasping motion. Gravity transformed into an invisible palm, forcibly separating the crystal from the resonance field and dragging it into his palm.

The moment the crystal came into my hands, a vast amount of information about rules, as boundless as the starry sea, flooded into my consciousness.

The panel vibrated violently, and the gold text at the edge of the field of vision refreshed rapidly...

[High-purity fragment of cosmic subconsciousness (small size) obtained, analysis in progress...]

[Estimated progress of completing the Multiverse Projection Descent Technique: 50%]

"Good darling!" A glint of light flashed in Ian's eyes.

The rules and information contained in this fragment far exceed the sum of all previous gains.

If fully digested, the dimensional concealment and cross-world communication capabilities of the [Multiverse Projection Descent Technique] will undergo a qualitative change.

He put away the crystal and was about to turn and leave when he suddenly sensed an unusual psionic fluctuation at the edge of his senses.

It was neither a Zergling who had survived by chance, nor a Soul-Eating Insect, but a strange Summoner.

Ian flashed and appeared at the edge of the ice field.

Amidst howling winds and snow, a lone figure stood a hundred meters away—a female Realm Summoner.

She wore dark silver body armor, covered by a tattered dark gray cloak, her face obscured by the shadow of the hood, revealing only her clearly defined... whiskers.

Her psionic energy fluctuations were obscure yet powerful, reaching the peak of level four.

But at this moment, she showed no hostility, only deep weariness and awe, and a hint of pleading.

She raised her head, her hood slipped down, revealing a face similar to that of an Esok, but with a dark gold vertical pupil embedded between her brows, its depths shimmering with a nebula-like light.

"Hello, powerful being from another world." Her voice was hoarse but clear, and she spoke pure Tua, the common language of the wizarding civilization.

Ian's eyes narrowed slightly; the other party knew Tua language and had clearly been observing him for a long time.

"Aren't you afraid of death? How dare you appear before me? And the will of the Mother Nest is about to arrive."

"My name is Ysera, the chief elder of the Council of Summoners of Essoc," the female Summoner said slowly.

"This place is special; it's also the place where the Mother Nest's will finds it the hardest to reach."

Chief of Parliament? Ian recalled the information he had gleaned from his previous memories.

The Council of Summoners is chaired by seven core elders at the peak of the fourth level, who are scattered in hidden locations around the world to lead the survivors in resisting the Zerg.

Unexpectedly, the Chief of Parliament would show up, especially at this time.

"What do you want to do?" Ian asked calmly, the rules around him subtly shifting, ready to unleash a thunderous strike at any moment.

Ysera did not back down; instead, she stepped forward, her dark gold vertical pupils staring directly at Ian.

"I want to make a deal with you." Her tone was heavy and resolute.

"In exchange for a crucial piece of information, you... spare those innocent Esok civilians."

Ian's eyes flashed slightly, then he let out a cold laugh.

"The Exok are not innocent; it is the worlds you destroyed that are."

Images flashed through his mind: the horrific state of souls being sacrificed and devoured by the Summoners.

A bitter smile appeared on Isera's lips.

"I know the sins of the Summoners, but those civilians, those children, those ordinary people who have never left this world, should not pay the price of extinction for the mistakes of the Elders."

Her voice trembled slightly.

"The Zerg are devouring the world, and you are reaping the Zerg. This is good for us, but your domain covers too much area. If this continues, the remaining survivor strongholds will also be affected and annihilated."

Ian's eyes were indifferent. "What information have you brought that makes me stop?"

Ysera took a deep breath, and her dark gold vertical pupils suddenly shone brightly.

"The will of the world... is about to awaken," she said slowly.

"But this time, it seems that another, even more twisted and insane will has also awakened."

She looked up at the huge, pale purple crack in the sky.

"I can take you to the heart of the world, where you can see the truth."

He could go to the Heart of the World on his own, and the other mad will she spoke of alerted him.

Ian frowned slightly and began to think.

In my previous memories, the area leading to and from the Heart of the World was completely sealed off by the dense abyssal mist, and even the Zerg hive and the Council of Summoners dared not venture deep into it.

If, as Ysera says, the world's will is about to awaken, accompanied by another twisted will, the situation will become even more complicated.

This likely means that the end of the world of Exoc will far exceed everyone's expectations.

Ian's mind raced as he weighed the pros and cons, and finally he slowly nodded.

"Lead the way, but if you make any unusual moves..."

The murderous intent in his unfinished words caused the surrounding wind and snow to pause.

Ysera breathed a sigh of relief and turned to face the depths of the ice field.

"Follow me, the entrance to the Heart of the World is just beneath the nearby ice plains..."

Before she could finish speaking, something unexpected happened!

Boom!!!

The earth trembled violently without warning!

A wave, far older, more chaotic, and more insane than the will of the Mother Nest, suddenly spread out from the depths of the earth's crust, from the direction of the heart of the world!

The entire world of Exoc began to tremble, and countless bottomless ravines cracked open in the ice plains.

The dark red clouds in the sky were shattered by an invisible force, revealing a silvery-white crack.

This crack is not damage to the material world, but a tear in the dimensional plane.

The world's will has awakened!