Ian stood in front of Balrog who was kneeling on one knee, frowning.
He just tried to use *[Legilimency] to forcibly read the memory of this high-level Demons, trying to dig up information about "Abyssal Plane" and "Material Plane".
However, the results disappointed him.
This Demons and Sea of Consciousness seem to be locked by some absolute rules. Except for the absolute obedience and fanatical worship of the summoner Hermione·Granger, all memory areas are shrouded in a layer of fog.
"That's the protection mechanism of 'Summoning Contract'."
Ian retracted his spiritual tentacles and said thoughtfully, "The priority of this contract rule is extremely high, even surpassing Fifth Tier's soul suppression. It seems that the water of this 'plane system' is deeper than I imagined."
Since it could not be read directly, Ian turned his attention to Demons's body.
This is a perfect killing machine.
Veins flowing with magma, claws capable of cutting through diamonds, and scales that are immune to most elemental damage. For the Arcane Empire's bioengineering, this is a brand new sample that has never been seen before.
"Hermione, can I dissect it?"
Ian turned to look at his wife, Blink's eyes were full of fanatical curiosity, "If we can figure out its physiological structure, maybe we can develop a new generation of [Abyss Series] biochemical Golem."
"No."
Hermione refused without hesitation, "My summoning talent is similar to signing a contract. I cannot take the initiative to harm my summons, especially those with a higher level than me. This is the bottom line of the rules."
"What happens if it's violated?"
"The contract will be invalidated instantly, and it will be forcibly returned to its original plane."
"Tsk, that's really troublesome."
Ian smacked his lips with some regret. Looking at such a huge treasure but not being able to use the knife was simply torture for him.
However, he quickly retreated to the next best thing.
"Then... let's take some blood, right? This isn't considered an 'injury', it's considered a 'physical examination' at most."
Hermione hesitated for a moment, felt the fiery gaze of Ian, and finally nodded. She gave the order to Balrog.
The arrogant Balrog just now was as obedient as a little sheep. He cut his wrist without hesitation and filled a large bucket of dark red blood that exuded the smell of sulfur and high temperature.
"Start parsing."
Four people, Ian, Rowena, Hermione and Luna, immediately surrounded them.
With the assistance of microscopes and arcane analysis arrays, the microscopic secrets of Balrog's blood were revealed before their eyes.
"Incredible..."
Rowena exclaimed, "Its gene chain... is not a double helix structure, but some kind of dynamic rune chain. These runes... are variants of [Ancient Runes]?"
After in-depth deciphering, they discovered a surprising fact:
This creature possesses metamorphosis-level environmental adaptability.
Its genetic code does not hard-code a certain form, but is filled with a set of "survival algorithms" for dealing with extreme environments.
Whether it is an ice sheet with absolute zero degrees, a high temperature of thousands of degrees Crucible, a wasteland full of radiation, or even a vacuum of space environment, its genes can rapidly mutate in a short period of time and evolve organs and resistance to adapt to the environment.
"This is simply a biological miracle."
Ian looked at those active cells, his eyes flashing, "If this 'adaptive algorithm' can be cracked and transplanted to our Interstellar Marine Corps... we will no longer have to worry about rejection from the alien environment."
"I will try to develop a universal summoning technique that does not rely on the 'summoning talent'."
Hermione pushed up his glasses, obviously aroused by his competitive spirit, "As long as we can bypass that damn contract protection, we can catch a few alive and slice them up as we want."
"Very good, I'll leave this project to you. But don't rush, take your time."
Ian nodded, and then his expression suddenly became extremely serious.
"Put the experiment aside for now. Since everyone is here, there is something more important that I must announce now."
Feeling the solemn atmosphere, the three women put down their work and looked at Ian.
"I once promised that I would take you with me next time I travel across the world. Now, the time has come."
Ian looked at Rowena and Luna, "But this is not just a trip, it is a hunting mission."
"Who to hunt?" Rowena asked.
"A group of special people. A group of locusts called [Reincarnators]."
Ian waved his hand, and a list appeared in the air. On it were densely written the names of all the students who had attended Harry Potter in the seven years since he enrolled.
"Your mission is to use World Gate and your new abilities to search for those specific parallel timelines in Multiverse."
"These timelines are usually closed or semi-closed. In those worlds, some 'transfer students' or 'transfer students' who are not on the list and behave extremely strangely will suddenly appear."
Ian paused and his tone became cold:
"These people usually come from a place called [Main God Space], [Samsara Hall] or [Infinite Space]."
"They have the ability to predict the future and are familiar with the direction of the plot. They will use this information advantage to plunder resources crazily, tamper with destiny, and even destroy the world."
"They may possess powers from other systems: cultivation, magic, high-tech weapons, or even some weird superpowers."
The three girls were stunned when they heard this. This setting was simply more bizarre than the Wizarding World they were in.
"What is their purpose?" Hermione asked.
"Destroy the plot and create chaos."
Ian explained, "The 'Main God' behind them obtains energy by devouring the causal fluctuations of the timeline. And these people are the viruses it releases."
"Then what are we going to do? Kill them all?" A trace of murderous intent flashed in Rowena's eyes.
"No, it's not that simple."
Ian shook his head, "These Reincarnators souls are banned. Once we try to read the memory or capture them, they will self-destruct and even attract the attention of 'Main God'. We can't afford to offend that existence now."
"What I want you to find is a key."
Ian projects a simple black watch with a metallic texture in the air.
"In some specific Reincarnators teams, members will drop this [Main God Wristwatch] after death. It is not only a communicator, but also a voucher for entering Main God Space."
"But the drop rate of this thing is extremely low. It will only appear in a very few specific timelines."
Ian looked at Luna: "So, I need your Prophecy ability. Help me filter out the parallel worlds between 1991 and 1998 where such 'external variables' exist and there is a high probability that watches will drop."
Luna closed her eyes, and the dull hair on her forehead trembled slightly. After a moment, she opened her eyes, and countless stars seemed to be flowing in her silver-gray eyes.
"I can give it a try. Although the interference is huge, if I narrow the range to these seven years, I can be sure to lock in a few coordinates."
"Very good."
Ian took out a bunch of top-notch defense equipment and escape props from the space ring and distributed them to the two of them.
"Remember, safety comes first. If you encounter force majeure danger, immediately activate World Gate to escape. Even if the mission fails, I still want you to live."
"Once you send a distress signal, I will drive Floating City directly to respond."
Rowena put away the equipment and asked with some confusion, "Since those 'Main God' are so dangerous, why do we take the initiative to provoke them? Isn't it better to hide and go?"
Ian was silent.
He walked to the window, looked at the vast starry sky outside, and spoke slowly after a long time.
"Because of fear."
"Fear?"
"Yes." Ian turned around, Blink's eyes were filled with a kind of flame called 'sense of crisis'.
"As you know, I am an 'outlier' in this timeline. My existence itself may have attracted the attention of some higher-dimensional beings."
"And... I am guarding against an enemy who is more terrifying, knows me better, and is more difficult to deal with than 'Main God'."
"Who?" Hermione asked subconsciously.
Ian pointed at himself, with a bitter and crazy smile on his lips:
"Myself."
"Among Infinity's Multiverse, there must be other 'Ian'. Other time travellers, other variants."
"If a 'Ian' enters Main God Space, with his understanding of the plot and our thinking model, how far will he grow? How powerful and how Coldblood will he become?"
"If one day, an 'evil version of Ian' from Main God Space comes here with his fleet and wants to devour me to complete himself..."
Ian's voice echoed in the laboratory, giving everyone a chill.
"I must take the initiative before he finds me."
"That watch is the key to my reverse invasion, or at least understanding the enemy."
This is a Dark Forest game across dimensions.
There is often only a thin line between the hunter and the prey. And Ian will never be willing to be the lamb to be slaughtered.