Starting from Ainz Ooal Gown, simultaneously traveling through time

Leylin's consciousness was pulled out of the chaotic gray mist and returned to his body in the palace of the Kingdom of Inberia.

He opened his eyes, slowly sat up, and adjusted to the texture of the real world.

He slightly clenched his fingertips, feeling the vast power surging within his flesh and blood, a power completely different from what he had felt moments before.

"I'm back."

He muttered to himself.

How strong am I right now?

Level 70? Level 80? Or Level 90? Or even... Level 100?

he does not know.

YGGDRASIL's ranking system is very complex, with various job ranks forming thousands of different combinations, and the sources of Leylin's power are too diverse.

If we only consider race and class, Leylin is probably already over level 100.

He didn't know his exact level, only that if he fully projected the power of the shared space onto this world, destroying a city might truly be just a matter of a single thought.

The walking natural disaster—

"But that's not enough." Leylin's eyes were clear, without the slightest arrogance arising from the surge in power.

On the contrary, this power, capable of distorting reality, made him even more clear-headed.

Pride and complacency are often the first step to falling into the abyss.

"I must familiarize myself with the specific manifestations of this power in this world as soon as possible," he pondered.

The feeling in a shared space is, after all, separated by a layer, and the rules of different worlds will have a subtle influence on power.

He needed to know: What was the temperature of the ancient dragon's flames here? How far could the freezing air reach? What role could the Dragon King's authority play? How effective was the mental pressure on the native creatures?

But he can no longer just randomly find a forest and start firing like he did during the last test of [Junyan].

If the power level were to spiral out of control, the resulting damage would be incalculable.

It is more likely to attract the attention of certain "transcendent beings" lurking in the shadows of history who are exceptionally sensitive to high-energy reactions.

Conceal your strength and obscure intelligence; never let potential enemies see your hand before you truly reveal your fangs.

"The test location... needs to be absolutely secluded, far from the borders of civilization."

Several options flashed through Leylin's mind: a vast, uninhabited desert of death? A range of mountains rarely visited by humans? Or a remote island far from the mainland?

We did it right away.

We'll go find a testing site soon.

..............................

Two hours later.

Deep in a vast, desolate desert where yellow sand meets the sky.

Leylin hovered in the scorching sky, his Flight spell making him appear as a stationary black dot, overlooking the vast, seemingly eternal golden sea below.

Under the scorching sun, the air was distorted, and as far as the eye could see, there was nothing but the waves of sand dunes.

This place is deep in the desert, far from all trade routes and oases, theoretically perfectly meeting the requirement of "undisturbed".

However, the tenacity of life often exceeds imagination.

"This climate is so unbearable, yet some creatures still manage to settle here."

Leylin's detection magic swept silently across the area, and the feedback clearly showed that a vibrant ecosystem existed tens of meters below, beneath the thick layer of sand.

Those were the demi-human race known as the "Scorpion People," and the giant "Desert Worms" they domesticated and raised, skilled at slithering through the desert sands.

According to ancient records, about three hundred years ago, this desert once nurtured a powerful kingdom of scorpion people.

However, a terrifying war that swept across the world, believed to be the aftermath of a conflict between a Dragon King and the forces of the "Eight Desire Kings," completely destroyed that civilization, leaving only fragmented legends and a few survivors.

Today, the remaining Scorpion People mostly live in scattered tribes, struggling to survive on the ruins of this ancestral land.

The area beneath Leylin's feet, seemingly lifeless, actually concealed a small-scale scorpion tribe beneath the sand.

This scorpion tribe is small, only a few hundred people.

"There's nothing in this desert, I don't know what these things eat to grow up."

Looking at the figures in the detection feedback that averaged over two meters in height and had thick shells, their energy levels were generally around level 15.

Scorpion people are well-known carnivorous subhumans. Their domesticated desert worms, besides being excellent mounts and engineering beasts, are probably also an important source of protein.

Leylin felt quite unlucky; the experimental site he had chosen was surrounded by a group of scorpion-men.

However, the Scorpion Man is probably quite unlucky, as he has to live in the experimental site he chose himself.

"Since you're here, make the best of it. Since you've come here, bury yourselves here."

Leylin stopped looking at the group of scorpion-men.

The Scorpion Tribe was just a minor incident; the real focus was on the test itself and ensuring that the testing process did not attract any unwanted "spectators."

Lei Lin began to devise a series of contingency plans, including reconnaissance, counter-reconnaissance, attack, and defense.

Only then did Lehlin begin conducting the experiment.

Lei Lin suppressed all his outward aura, his golden eyes quietly igniting under the blazing sun, his gaze calmly fixed on a circular area with a radius of about one kilometer beneath his feet.

"I said, 'Let there be fire!'"

He did not chant at length, nor did he use complicated spellcasting gestures; he simply spoke in a calm and resolute tone, as if stating the truth of the world.

Then, a massive fire broke out.

In an instant—

Centered on him, the entire world within a one-kilometer radius seemed to have been thrown into the core of an invisible furnace!

It is not that flames arise out of thin air, but rather that the fire element itself, which constitutes the concept of flame, is forcibly awakened from the fundamental rules of the world, extracted, and ordered into an absolute state of violent activity!

The sand and gravel are burning!

It is not that it is ignited, but that it itself becomes the carrier of the combustion phenomenon, with each grain of sand bursting out with scorching light and heat!

The air is burning!

The invisible gas is directly ionized and activated, transforming into a surging and flowing visible flame!

Even the scorpion-men and desert worms buried deep in the sand, possessing a certain degree of fire resistance, began to erupt with inextinguishable flames from within their carapaces, flesh, and even the magic that constituted their existence!

Burn.

This is an absolute, conceptual order to incinerate.

Within this realm, everything is consumed by fire; nothing can escape its effects.

"Aaaaaah—! What's going on?!"

"Fire! It's burning inside my body!"

"No! It can't be put out! What kind of fire is this?!"

"Help! Getting back into the sand won't help!"

Screams and chaos erupted from the sand.

The scorpions rushed out of the sand in terror, futilely patting their burning bodies or frantically digging deeper sand pits.

The desert worms writhed and crawled in agony, turning the sea of ​​sand upside down.

Their prized heat resistance pales in comparison to the concept of combustion, which acts directly on existence itself.

The scorpions tried to extinguish the flames on their bodies, but they couldn't put them out no matter what they did.

The high temperature caused the air to distort violently, blurring everything in sight.

The sand began to soften, making a hissing sound.

"I said, get angrier!"

next second.

The activity and energy level of the fire element within the area have surged once again! The temperature has skyrocketed!

The original bright yellow flames transformed into an indescribable incandescent white, their light so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at them.

The sandy land was completely transformed into a churning lava lake, with boiling bubbles constantly bursting.

The wailing of the scorpion-men and worms reached its peak within seconds, then quickly weakened and disappeared. Their bodies rapidly carbonized and disintegrated in the extreme heat, ultimately leaving not even ashes, and completely vanished into nothingness.

At this moment, the core temperature of this area is high enough to melt most known metals instantly.

"I said, 'It's off!'"

next second.

It was as if the reverse button had been pressed, or as if the frenzied world had suddenly heard a pause.

The fire element, which had been raging to its extreme, solidified instantly, then calmed down at an incredible speed, sinking back to the bottom of the world's rules.

The blazing white light faded, and the churning lava cooled, solidified, and blackened at a visible speed, eventually forming a vast, smooth, mirror-like black obsidian plain covering several square kilometers.

The scorching air cooled down rapidly, and within moments it returned to the dry heat of a desert afternoon, as if the hellish scene from just moments before was merely a dream.

Only this vast, smooth, and intact obsidian plain, which suddenly appeared in the endless sea of ​​sand, silently told the story of what had just happened.

Leylin slowly exhaled, and the light in his golden eyes gradually faded.

He carefully sensed the rate at which his internal energy was being consumed and restored, assessing the actual impact and disruption to the rules of this world caused by the power of words.

"The effect is good."

Leylin nodded in satisfaction.