Time passed quickly. As Merlin continuously devoured those Dimensional Worlds, at last, when his Illusory World had kept expanding until it was nearly equivalent to fifteen or sixteen ordinary Dimensional Worlds, Merlin finally stopped.
Merlin was now a Small World Lord. Of course, a small world equivalent to fifteen or sixteen ordinary Dimensional Worlds was nothing remarkable; at most, he was at the very bottom among Small World Lords. But considering how little time had passed since Merlin became a Controller, his progress was already exceptionally good.
With his current strength, he had already surpassed Orumba, who had lived for who knew how many dimensional years. This was the enormous gulf and disparity between Liberators and Controllers.
Whoosh.
As though he had been watching Merlin all along, Dillon appeared once more after Merlin devoured the incomplete Dimensional Worlds.
"Merlin, how was it?"
Dillon asked with a smile.
"Master, your incomplete Dimensional Worlds were all very good. I am now a Small World Lord."
"Not bad. You devoured them very quickly as well. Next, you still need to complete missions. Although you are my disciple, you must not reveal your identity outside unless one day, you become a Great World Lord. All my disciples are the same. Before becoming Great World Lords, they are not allowed to say they are my disciples."
Merlin's heart tightened, and he hurriedly nodded. "This disciple understands."
"Merlin, although you cannot reveal that you are my disciple, I will still give you some means of preserving your life. I will plant a strand of Rule Power from the Central Domain Great World inside your body. Once planted within you, you will be unable to use it. Only if someone destroys your body will that strand of Rule Power activate on its own. Even against a Great