His body fell apart, but Lynn's will did not collapse; instead, it became even more solid and determined under the tempering of adversity.
Without Rena, even if he manages to survive physically, all his struggles will be in vain.
Long before the backlash truly hit, Lynn had already made a do-or-die decision.
The system gift notification, which he had long deliberately shelved and sealed away, resurfaced deep within his mind:
Accept your inherent Warp Essence.
Lynn's soul embraced this gift without hesitation.
The upgrade ceremony has officially commenced.
Even without the backlash from reciting Tzeentch's true name, a mortal body simply cannot bear this Warp- based power.
The physical body, being a vessel of flesh and blood, has its limits. Forcibly accepting power will inevitably lead to the collapse of the body, and the backlash will only accelerate the destruction.
A blinding deep purple light erupted from the core of Lynn's crumbling body.
Flesh and bones vanished into the torrent of particles, but Lynn was not completely Annihilation.
This place is the boundary between reality and the Warp, where the boundaries of laws are distorted and blurred, and beings constructed from souls and Psychic Power can temporarily survive in this space.
A purple light body, its outline still vaguely resembling a human, floated in the void. The mortal body was gone, leaving only a humanoid figure of light and shadow formed from the condensation of the soul and the power of the body.
The newly formed light body was extremely unstable. Its outline sometimes became blurred and almost merged into the Warp Mist, and sometimes it forcibly contracted and condensed, with ripples constantly appearing on its surface.
Several seconds later, the light object barely managed to stabilize its shape.
Having shed the constraints of physical senses, Lynn began to perceive the power flowing within him.
A vast, serene, and oppressive power slowly swirled and spread deep within my consciousness.
Domination.
This is his original Warp power.
At this moment, the mystery was solved, and a silent voice echoed within his consciousness:
"No wonder they could even conquer the Tyranids and the Orks..."
All functions of the past system, Psychic Contract, Will Interference, Mental Domination, and the ability to harmonize the energy of the Tyranid Swarm and the Orks Waaagh.
All of these are secondary effects derived from the power of " Domination ".
The system is merely a medium; the true source of power has always been rooted in Lynn's own soul.
The moment he accepted the Warp Essence, his perception broke free from the shackles of mortals.
No longer limited to the naked eye, optical instruments, or ordinary Psychic Power vision, it is replaced by a multi-dimensional, superimposed omniscient perspective.
Material entities, souls, and the flow of Warp Psychic Power all unfolded simultaneously without concealment.
The physical battles, the emotional fluctuations deep within the soul, the wear and tear on the Psychic Power threads—all fell into his insight.
He turned his gaze to Rena was still bound by the giant net.
What the naked eye can see is still the majestic body of the Dragon of Frost.
He could penetrate scales and flesh, and glimpse Rena's true soul.
A vast, intertwined spiritual entity, with billions of fine Psychic Power threads converging from all directions.
That was the echo of the consciousness of billions of individual Tyranids, the foundation upon which Rena tore herself from the Hive Mind to build her self.
Among the thousands of threads, there lies the thickest, most radiant golden thread.
One end is rooted in Rena's soul core, the other end crosses the void, firmly connecting to his own purple light form.
This is the bond, the emotional connection born from sharing life and death, transcending racial barriers.
At this moment, the corrupting magical power flowing through Tzeentch's net was slowly eroding and wearing down this most important thread.
The golden radiance gradually dimmed, and the silk threads continued to shorten.
If the bond is delayed any longer, it will be completely broken, Rena's hard-won independence will be completely extracted and devoured, leaving only an empty dragon body controlled by Chaos.
Immediately afterwards, Lynn turned his omniscient perspective to the Tzeentch of Tzeentch.
Strip away the myriad eyes and the terrifying appearance of the giant tentacles and wings, and the cruel truth is laid bare.
This is not the true form of the Lord of Change.
The colossal entity before us is essentially just a fragile vessel.
The former Psychic Power wizard Atia used himself as an anchor point in the present world to forcibly draw in and contain the torrent of Tzeentch Psychic Power and magic pouring down from the Sea of Chaos.
The avatar's Psychic Power core was riddled with fine, jagged cracks, and the container's walls trembled, tore, repaired, and tore again under the relentless onslaught of magical energy.
Atia was ultimately just a Thousand Sons Sorcerer, and her capacity to bear souls had a definite upper limit.
The massive influx of force caused the container to surge and boil, constantly teetering on the brink of overload and collapse.
This Tzeentch incarnation is far from reaching the true power level of the Lord of Change.
Lynn's purple light body trembled slightly, and the power of " Domination " slowly gathered and circulated at the bottom of his soul.
The truth is already laid bare.
He is far from reaching the strength of Tzeentch's true form.
In other words, Lynn still has a chance.