The blue holographic projections intertwined wildly in the extremely quiet top-secret laboratory. Countless double helix DNA structures representing the underlying logic of life and the complex and profound Arcane Runes collided and reorganized in mid-air.
"I have completely seen my own path to the sky." Furong's azure eyes shone with unprecedented fanaticism and wisdom. She waved her slender fingers in the void, summoning a whole row of densely packed core array drawings that exuded the aura of the supreme law.
"My ultimate plan is to open up a 'Bloodline Source' dimension that belongs entirely to me, and use it as Cornerstone to ascend to the supreme position of 'Bloodline Progenitor'!"
Under Ian's eyes full of scrutiny and wonder, Pheobe began to demonstrate her grand idea in detail. In her holographic demonstration, she would imitate the method of the previously dissected head Eleventh Tier Ancestral Dragon, and build an extremely special independent dimension deep in Void.
This dimension will serve as the highest server of the entire bloodline system, used to permanently store her vast memories, Truth deductions, and bloodline inheritance.
"Constructing the dimension is only the first step of this huge project. The next step is the most critical second step - I will lead the Empire fleet to completely crush and absolutely control a complete plane, preferably a Tenth Tier plane with a profound foundation. Then, I will forcibly implant my ancestor's bloodline in the bodies of all creatures in that plane!"
Pheobe's voice was trembling slightly with extreme excitement, as if he had already seen the magnificent future. "Through the absolute link of 'Bloodline Source', all the billions of creatures in that plane will become my 'biological computing power nodes'. They will study for me day and night. Bloodline Law and arcane knowledge. Not only that, I can also legitimately extract massive amounts of magic power and soul strength from their bodies. With the support of this national power, the speed at which I enter the Tenth Tier position will break all existing records of the Empire!"
"Not only that," the corner of Pheobe's mouth raised a creepy and beautiful smile, "If one day in the future, I really encounter a powerful enemy that I cannot resist and face death, I can also be like that Ancestral Dragon, using the highest authority of Bloodline Law to be instantly 'reborn' in the body of a descendant with extremely high blood concentration, so that he can inherit all my knowledge and soul memory perfectly."
"What do you think of this idea?" Pheobe turned his head, with a trace of expectation in his eyes, staring at Ian, eager to get the approval of Arcane Emperor.
The shock in Ian's eyes gradually turned into an unfathomable admiration. He rubbed his chin and pointed out the essence of this theory. "Fuck... you have simply created a 'bloodline version' of the belief system of gods."
Hearing this comment, Pheobe was slightly startled, and then couldn't help but let out a crisp smile, "I think we have indeed reached the same destination through different paths." According to her extreme squeeze and utilization of bloodline, in terms of underlying logic, this is exactly the same as the methods used by the gods in the sky to collect the faith of mortals and build Divine Kingdom.
"So, you, Empire, the highest Overlord, do you have any opinions on my plan?"
"The advantages are obvious. Your road to Tenth Tier will be smooth, with almost no bottlenecks. You will have an entire exclusive world, where the population is working tirelessly to study blood, spells and knowledge for you."
Ian's eyes became extremely sharp, as if he could see through the fog of cause and effect. "If you operate it properly, you can even use the law to instantly borrow the power of hundreds of millions of blood descendants in actual combat, allowing you to explode with terrifying combat power. However, this is also an extremely dangerous double-edged sword. If a top-notch enemy who knows Law of Causality masters the flaw in your bloodline, they can follow this bloodline network to carry out devastating reverse curses and damage to you."
"I have long considered this worst extreme situation. Therefore, in the underlying structure of 'Bloodline Source', I must set up multiple soul buffers and absolute causal countermeasures to prevent that kind of disaster from happening." Pheobe nodded solemnly, saying that he would never be blindly optimistic.
"It's good that you can maintain such extreme caution. But we must face the second and most fatal problem - the source of your bloodline." Ian's expression became unprecedentedly solemn, "Veela Bloodline, from a biological genealogy perspective, is just a low-level branch of Succubus Bloodline. Although you have now successfully evolved into a Pure-blood succubus, you are temporarily freed from the restrictions of low-level status."
"However, when I checked the Astral Realm ancient books recently, I became more and more convinced of a terrifying guess - creatures like succubi are not the native species of our 'Cosmic Faith Plane' at all. Their real Origin Land is most likely the endless Abyss that is full of corruption and destruction! Moreover, in the deepest part of Abyss, there is a high probability that there is already an ancient and terrifying 'Succubus Bloodline Source'."
Ian took a deep breath. "If there is really an ancestor of the succubus dormant in Abyss, and you carry out this kind of Bloodline Source plan with great fanfare, it will definitely arouse the other party's vigilance, and even lead to an immediate and terrifying annihilation across planes!"
"This problem is actually easy to solve," Pheobe's eyes flashed with extremely crazy enthusiasm for scientific research, "I will not simply use the existing bloodline. I plan to conduct an unprecedented gene Fusion--The former Veela Bloodline, the current Succubus Bloodline, and the special Succubus Bloodline plundered from the universe <KonoSuba: God's Blessing on This Wonderful World!>, carry out deep underlying reorganization! Not only that, I also want to start a hunt across dimensions, going to all the worlds to capture the mutations Succubus Bloodline under various laws of the universe. I want to smelt them all into my genes, to ensure that I guarantee that the 'Bloodline Source' I will finally birth is absolutely unique among this Omniverse, thus completely cutting off all causal connections with the ancient source of Abyss!"
Looking at his crazy wife, Ian nodded with satisfaction. "A very brilliant idea. If this is the case, I strongly recommend that you incorporate the gene of another extremely high-level creature into your ultimate blood formula as a stabilizer."
"Are you worried that in the vast Void, there is some ultimate source that can control all the succubi in the universe?" Pheobe instantly understood the meaning of Ian.
"That's right. In this vast universe, extremely common and powerful creatures like dragons and succubi are very likely to have a the Presence similar to old man Merlin, who can be the source of all bloodlines of the entire Omniverse."
"So, it's definitely not a bad thing to plan ahead for this desperate possibility."
"What you said makes sense." Pheobe looked at the man in front of him, his eyes full of deep fascination and admiration. Among the Empire's senior executives and their huge family, what everyone respected Ian the most was his "extreme persecution paranoia" that was almost pathological.
However, facts have proven countless times that it was this kind of paranoia and caution that was deeply rooted in the bone marrow that nipped in the cradle countless hidden dangers that could lead to the destruction of civilization during the craziest and most barbaric early stages of the Empire's development.
If it were not for Ian's almost neurotic restraint, the group of Arcanists who were so audacious and dared to do any taboo experiment would have exploded Arcane Empire and the entire earth into cosmic dust.
"Your deduction on the bloodline Fusion is perfect. But with all due respect, it seems that these alone are not enough to excite you to the point where you risk your life and frantically overdraw your soul in Time Acceleration Chamber." Ian keenly exposed Pheobe's last cover-up.
"You are always so insightful." Pheobe could no longer suppress the ecstasy in her heart, and her tired but beautiful face bloomed with a dazzling brilliance. "What really drove me crazy was because through this theory of 'Bloodline Source', I finally found the Truth door leading to the Eleventh Tier position!"
"Do you plan to use Bloodline Source as an anchor point to forcibly control and link all your variants in the entire Multiverse?" Ian's brain was running as fast as a supercomputer, instantly deducing the hidden ultimate ambition of Pheobe.
"Absolutely correct! 'Pheobe' in countless timelines in Multiverse has the blood of Veela flowing in his body. As long as I can deduce this link to the extreme, I can pass Law of Causality, Forcibly assimilate all their power and even existence itself into my body! On that day, I will complete the Convergence of the heavens dimension and become the real Eleventh Tier Multiverse level the Presence!"
"Genius! This is simply an incredible masterpiece!" Ian could no longer conceal his inner shock and ecstasy, and even couldn't help but curse.
You must know that even as Empire and the highest Overlord, he currently only has some vague and extremely risky fragmented ideas in his mind about how to advance to the Eleventh Tier position, and has not formed a complete theoretical system at all. However, Pheobe has found another way and forcibly found a long step to ascend to the gods that absolutely suits her own characteristics.
"Really?" Pheobe's smile revealed the aura of a queen who looked down upon the sea of stars.
"As soon as this Milky Way war against the gods is over, we will immediately launch this epic plan. You can directly call on all the firepower of Tenth Tier Floating City'Netheril' to absolutely secure a Tenth Tier plane. No, in order to ensure nothing goes wrong, a One Tenth Tier plane may not be enough. After I use the massive resources plundered from Dark Multiverse to build the second or even third Tenth Tier Floating City, we will have the confidence to push everything!" Ian's brain has begun to make strategic arrangements crazily..
Ian knows very well that Pheobe is very likely to become the first in the entire family, and even the entire Arcane Empire, to break the Tenth Tier barrier and board the Eleventh Tier The supreme existence of the throne. Once she successfully crosses that threshold, she will become Empire the most indestructible ultimate Umbrella, buying precious time for the growth of others.
As for himself? He is currently stuck in the "Soul Limit" bottleneck period at the Eighth Tier position. During this extremely critical settling period, he must be patient and slowly polish his soul.
As long as he crosses this hurdle and relies on his vast knowledge reserve, breaking through Tenth Tier is as simple as drinking water and eating. Then, he can truly start to deduce his most perfect Eleventh Tier promotion path, and try to push Floating City to Divine Altar of Eleventh Tier.
"I have no objection." Pheobe nodded, she could completely understand Ian's layout. Once she achieves Eleventh Tier, the Outer God threats and alien invasions Empire currently faces will become a joke not worth mentioning.. As for Ian's Eighth Tier Soul Limit problem, in her opinion, it is not a problem at all. The worst thing is that Divine Power or World Source Force will be extracted and forced to clean and cut his marrow.
"At what stage is your 'Bloodline Source' design drawing advanced?" Ian took back his divergent thoughts and asked the core technical issue.
"The dimensional framework and various internal rule modules have been 80% completed. The only bottleneck currently blocking me is how to hide this dimension perfectly. When I analyzed the memory of Ancestral Dragon, I found that Dragonkind's Bloodline Source possesses an extremely incredible dimensional concealment method. If it were not for having other direct bloodlines of dragon King Level as the key, outsiders would not even be able to touch the edge of that dimension."
"That kind of hiding technique is almost perfect at the Law of Causality level. I have been trying to copy it using formations and mathematical models these days, but the progress is extremely slow." Pheobe rubbed his eyebrows in annoyance.
"Don't be limited by Dragonkind's thinking, take your time." Ian immediately gave a more subversive idea, "If you want to pursue absolute concealment, why not try to directly use the characteristics of 'Void' itself? Completely sink your dimension to the bottom of the disordered Void, and use the Void storm as a natural barrier."
Pheobe's eyes suddenly burst into light. "That's right! I don't need to stick to the big lizard formula at all! If I use Void Law, I can even create a set of hidden mechanisms that are more seamless than Dragonkind!"
She was so excited that she didn't even bother to rest. She immediately waved her fingers and frantically recorded this fleeting spark of inspiration on the holographic panel.
"In addition to the concealment mechanism, what do you plan to do with the other half of the source core?" Ian continued to ask.
"If you want to perfect Fusion my Succubus Bloodline and absorb variants from other universes, this involves an extremely complex genetic compilation project, which is definitely not something that can be completed overnight." Pheobe sighed.
"Actually, you don't have to wait for your bloodline to be completely Fusion perfect before you start the plan. You can use a rudimentary version first and use the countless descendants you cultivated in that Tenth Tier plane to let them use their huge population base to help you conduct human experiments and trial and error."
"Although there is a risk of backlash when using an incomplete bloodline as the source, this 'crowdfunding trial and error' method will definitely increase the efficiency of the entire bloodline Fusion plan exponentially." Ian put forward this extremely Coldblood, but absolutely efficient suggestion without hesitation.
"But, I still need to go to other universes to capture various bloodline samples as a material library." Pheobe frowned.
"Why sacrifice the near for the far? We directly use the exchange authority of 'Akashic Records', and we can directly buy whatever bloodline we want." Ian slapped the board generously.
"To realize the living bloodline across the universe through Akashic Records, the Arcane Merit that needs to be consumed is definitely a Astronomy number!" Pheobe exclaimed.
"It is very expensive, but in order to save time, the money is well spent. Although we have now mastered the technology of Omniverse travel, there is still an uncontrollable risk of death if we go deep into Void to hunt alone. What's more, with my current situation In order to save my face, I can definitely contact old man Merlin and ask him to help us open a 'back door' at Akashic Records and lower the exchange price." A very cunning smile appeared on the corner of Ian's mouth..
Deep in Ian's heart, there is a secret deduction that is extremely cold and must not be told to outsiders - he is extremely eager for all his wives to climb to the top of Eleventh Tier as quickly as possible.
Because he knows very well that in this vast universe, he is definitely not the only one who has traveled through or been reborn from "Origin Earth"!
Those time-travelers with the same memories and golden fingers must have married Hermione, Pheobe, Luna, or even other plot heroines in their respective timelines.
This is an extremely cruel "zero-sum game" comparable to raising worms!
Once it comes to the eleventh level, a multiverse existence that transcends the long river of time, there is an iron-blooded and ruthless "law of uniqueness" in the law of cause and effect - in the infinite multiverse, there can only be one master personality with an absolutely dominant position. And all other variants of the same name on the timeline will be forcibly reduced to sad "clones" or "projections" at the moment when the trunk is promoted to the eleventh level!
It is true that if those time travelers find that their wives are about to be "swallowed up and assimilated" by someone else's wife, they can use taboo methods to forcibly cut off the causal connection between their wives and the larger dimension.
But this will trigger an extremely serious chain reaction - once the cause and effect is cut off, those wives who become "clones" will be locked in the current state for the rest of their lives, and will never be able to peek into the Eleventh Tier threshold of Truth!
Therefore, Ian's eyes flashed with an extremely frightening cruel light.
"I must make my Pheobe the first and only True God to cross the threshold of Eleventh Tier in all the worlds! I must make the 'Pheobe' in the arms of all the other time travelers in Multiverse become pathetic clones!"
If those fellow villagers from Origin Earth are not willing to let their wives become vassals, they can only be forced to use extremely extreme taboo methods - completely crushing their karma, even extracting their souls, and re-inserting them into a new body with the same appearance and name, but completely different soul essence for reincarnation.
But that method of forcibly distorting the concept of existence will inevitably bring painful and terrifying side effects! In this silent game of hunting among the heavens, Ian will never allow himself to become the loser.
"I'll do as you say." Pheobe nodded. Although she didn't know the crazy calculation in Ian's heart, her desire for power was equally fierce.
"Very good, Bloodline Source's plan is settled here. Next, let me go meet this 'old friend'." Ian moved his eyes away from the complex holographic drawings and turned to look at another screen, the ancient dragon sleeping in Void's prison - Albion.