Thinking of this, Helant tried to absorb the Wild Magic orb again, attempting to obtain those three classes from it.
But just as the thought arose, an invisible sense of resistance was released from the orb, followed by an ethereal voice echoing through the Heart of the Sanctuary: "Non-Dragon race, cannot obtain."
Helant froze for a moment, then let out a scoff. "Suzuki-san, it seems Wild Magic is out of our reach for now."
"It doesn't matter."
Momonga was also somewhat startled when he heard the ethereal voice, but he quickly adjusted himself.
If Wild Magic could be obtained so easily, then the previous players would have likely ruled the world long ago.
Since it could not be obtained for now, Helant directly handed the Wild Magic orb to Herox and encouraged him. "Try it and see if you can obtain it."
A Demonic Dragon was still a Dragon, after all. Helant wanted to see if Herox, whom he had personally modified, could obtain the native classes of the Dragon Race.
Herox respectfully took the Wild Magic orb and closed his eyes to sense it.
He could clearly feel that as his will entered the orb, a strange gaze began scrutinizing him.
"Not good!"
Under this gaze, he felt his body losing control, on the verge of transforming into a dragon.
In order not to destroy the palace, Herox teleported directly into the sky.
In the next second, a thousand-meter-long giant dragon appeared in the sky, blotting out the sun and casting the palace into its shadow.
Eerie black flames burned on his demon-like wings, and his dark blue dragon scales shimmered with a sharp, cold light under the sun.
Herox's ferocious dragon head looked toward Helant inside the palace, a hint of apology flashing in his eyes.
"It's even bigger than last time. I'm so scared." Mino feigned fear and burrowed into Helant's embrace. After confirming he would not notice, she cast a provocative glance at Albedo.
As a level 100 succubus, Albedo had no interest in responding to the provocations of such a low-level competitor.
She was more concerned about whether Herox's will would be affected if he obtained Wild Magic, potentially leading to madness or ...betrayal.
At this thought, Albedo's muscles tensed. If Herox showed any signs of abnormal movement, she would immediately activate [Downfall of Castle and Country] to control him.
Momonga was just as nervous as she was.
"Since Wild Magic uses souls as energy, there's no guarantee it won't affect the soul…" Momonga secretly prepared a pay-to-win item, ready to cast an instant-cast Super-tier magic at the first sign of trouble.
At the same time, he looked at Helant and thought, "If it really comes to it, I'll use [Eclipse]'s 'The Goal of All Life is Death'…"
Helant sensed Albedo and Momonga's tension. He gave the carefree Mino a flick on the forehead and comforted them. "Herox won't lose control."
Even if he did lose control, they were inside his World Item [Heart of the Sanctuary], which would be the perfect place to let him taste the iron fist of a father's love.
Thinking of this, Helant led Momonga and the others out of the palace, fully exposing themselves to Herox's line of sight.
Sensing his father's oppressive aura, Herox hurriedly said, "Father, I feel the dragon blood within me boiling, as if I am constantly evolving."
Herox felt this sensation was pleasurable to the bone. Unlike the simple numerical increase from devouring dragon souls, he felt more like he was evolving to another level, as if his status among dragonkind had become higher.
To put it in words, while he had been powerful before, he was like an ordinary noble among the Dragon Race. Now, he felt more like a king among dragons.
"A True Dragon Lord?"
[Dragon Race Transcender] obtained!
But it was merely an illusory feeling, as if something was missing… right, missing the authority belonging to a True Dragon Lord?!
Just as the thought arose, a strange world fluctuation appeared.
Woosh~!
A world will descended, and Herox's soul began to tremble as massive soul fluctuations rippled within the Heart of the Sanctuary.
[Wild Magic Arcanist] obtained!
"Albedo, open the NPC panel."
As Albedo opened the panel, Herox's status clearly showed: LV. 102.
"Level one hundred and two!" Momonga was the first to cry out in shock, looking up at the giant dragon in the sky in astonishment.
He had not expected that the first in Nazarick to transcend the level one hundred limit would not be Helant, but his NPC.
But before Momonga could finish his lament, he saw Herox frantically clawing at his head with his dragon claws, looking as if he were in extreme agony.
"Helant, he…"
"Do you know why the Eight Greed Kings were able to drive the Dragon Race into a corner?" Helant suddenly spoke, making Momonga freeze in place.
"Because they had something targeted at Wild Magic?" Momonga answered.
"It was a means to prevent the birth of True Dragon Lords…"
As Helant finished speaking, a rift suddenly tore open in the sky of the Heart of the Sanctuary.
Through the rift, a void land bound by Rule Chains was revealed to everyone.
"The River of Souls, the place where True Dragon Lords draw Soul Power from. However…"
Everyone saw that within the void land, countless illusory souls wandered, seemingly trying their best to fly out, but the strange Rule Chains could always precisely snatch back each wandering soul.
These strange Rule Chains seemed to sense that something was wrong with Herox, sinking into his body with ghostly speed and then slowly pulling outward.
"Roaaaaaaaar!"
Herox now felt a pain that reached deep into his soul. The [Wild Magic Arcanist] and [Dragon Race Transcender] that had just fused into his body were being slowly stripped away.
A silent will from the chains echoed clearly in everyone's minds. "One of the world rules, Five Elements Overcoming… Wild Magic shall be severed!"
Facing such an inviolable intent, Helant smiled. "Inside my Heart of the Sanctuary, my rules are the absolute rules!"
As Helant's thought arose, the Heart of the Sanctuary manifested power of the same caliber as the Rule Chains, severing the chains that were pulling at Herox's origin in a single stroke.
Seeing this, the Rule Chains did not seem willing to let Herox go. Five chains extended directly from the void. This time, they were not aiming to strip his origin, but carried the killing intent of world rules, seeking to obliterate him right here.
Seeing this, Helant gave a cold laugh and teleported above Herox's head. "So what if they are world rules? You've crossed the line!"
In an instant, the sky of the Heart of the Sanctuary turned from azure to pure white, and the entire space lost all color.
The five Rule Chains were frozen in place at that moment.
Helant's gaze was sharp. Using [Faith Devourer], he manipulated Faith Power to transform into a long blade. A platinum blade-light flashed explosively, slashing toward the chains.
Crack!
The second the chains were severed, Helant's figure appeared before the rift in the sky, his body swelling to a hundred meters as divinity erupted from him.
"Close!"
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