The Fire Lich’s figure changed continuously as its level rose.
By the ti it reached level 94, it towered over three ters tall, far surpassing Lin Moyu.
Cloaked in blazing fire, it radiated relentless waves of heat.
Antares comnted, “Not bad. Nice and warm—could be used for roasting at.”
Ignoring the buffoon, Lin Moyu checked the Fire Lich’s attributes.
[Fire Lich]
[Grade: low]
[Growth limit: Transcendent God-level (1st tier)]
[Law Ring (fire): grants a fire Law Ring to the host and the summons, dealing law of fire damage to enemies.]
There were no attributes or level listed.
The absence of a level made sense. After all, the Elental Lich’s level was tied directly to his soul rank.
As for the low grade, it reflected the limitations of the material he had used.
Even the finest treasures in this small world had their ceiling.
The Transcendent God-level growth limit, however, ca as a surprise.
Still, it made sense. Before his fall, the Fire God had stood at Transcendent God-level.
Although the power had diminished, so of its properties likely remained and were now inherited by the Elental Lich.
What surprised Lin Moyu the most was the Law Ring.
The ring of light had not only evolved but now also contained a law—the law of fire—though its true strength had yet to be determined.
This likely originated from the Solidified Fire God’s Blood Essence.
The Fire God had once been a Transcendent God. Even after falling, his fundantal nature and his law could not be easily erased.
Now, they had been passed on to the Elental Lich.
Lin Moyu’s thoughts raced. Making connections to his class, he suddenly thought of another skill.
Corpse Explosion used remains to replicate the deceased’s power when alive.
The Elental Lich seed to operate on a similar principle.
With a thought, a ring of light appeared beneath his and the Elental Lich’s feet respectively.
Antares muttered, “The law of fire.”
Imdiately, a cluster of flas imbued with law ignited on his body.
Antares said softly, “Pretty warm. Good for keeping the cold away.”
Lin Moyu asked, “How strong is it?”
“It’s alright. Barely reaches level 96.” Antares replied casually, pretending not to care.
But Lin Moyu caught sothing different in his eyes: a flash of shock.
This seemingly unremarkable Elental Lich might actually be Lin Moyu’s strongest summon so far.
With the power of law, its attack power reached level 96, enough to severely injure level 95 God-level class users.
With another thought, a pillar of fire burst forth from the Fire Lich, and it threw a punch at Antares.
The flaming fist was also infused with the law of fire.
Antares didn’t even try to dodge and took the hit head-on.
“Hm, about the sa as the ring of light. Not much stronger.”
Lin Moyu imdiately understood. The Fire Lich was not ant for direct combat; its primary role was support.
This matched his previous Elental Liches. Their greatest strength lay in their rings of light.
Whether offense or support, the rings of light provided core value, giving the undead army more tactical options and greatly enhancing their combat effectiveness.
A thought suddenly occurred to Lin Moyu.
His skills were divided into summon, bone, and curse categories.
If he could organize all of them into multiple-star law arts, wouldn’t their power increase exponentially?
Even under the greater world rune’s suppression, even without the ability to bear laws, Lin Moyu felt he wouldn’t fall behind anyone.
A crystal appeared in his hand—a Law Crystal of the Lightning God.
At the sa ti, the Lightning Lich appeared beside him.
Upon being summoned, the Lightning Lich rapidly grew, stopping at level 89.
Lin Moyu then fed it the Law Crystal.
After consuming the crystal, the Lightning Lich grew again, finally stopping at level 94.
Level 94 wasn’t its true limit. It was Lin Moyu’s current soul rank.
No matter how powerful the Elental Lich was or how rare the materials used, those factors only increased its limit.
Its actual level could never exceed that of its master’s soul rank.
The level 94 Lightning Lich was slender, resembling a jagged bolt of lightning.
It flickered in and out of existence, emitting a constant crackling sound.
[Lightning Lich]
[Grade: low]
[Growth limit: Transcendent God-level (3rd tier)]
[Law Ring (lightning): grants a lightning Law Ring to the host and the summons, dealing law of lightning damage to enemies.]
It didn’t seem very different from the Fire Lich.
However, its growth limit had shifted from Transcendent God-level (1st tier) to Transcendent God-level (3rd tier).
Lin Moyu asked curiously, “How are the tiers within the Transcendent God-level divided?”
From this alone, he could already tell that even within Transcendent God-level, there must be distinction in strength, just like God-level was divided into low, mid, and high tiers.
Antares replied, “Transcendent God-level? It’s simply 1st through 9th tiers.”
“After 9th tier cos True God-level, right?” Lin Moyu pressed.
Antares shook his head, “Not quite. There’s a transitional stage—half-step True God, similar to half-step Transcendent God.”
“It’s just a title. You only need to know it exists. Once you reach that level, you’ll understand the rest.”
Lin Moyu nodded.
Within Transcendent God-level, 1st tier was the weakest, and 9th tier the strongest.
It seed that becoming a Transcendent God was rely the beginning of the powerhouse path.
Only Transcendent Gods were qualified to leave the small world and step onto the vast stage of the greater world.
Everything before that was little more than small-scale play within one’s backyard, re practice for fun.
No wonder Antares held this world’s powerhouses in such low regard.
After witnessing the greater world, looking back made everything here seem trivial… even laughable.
Next, Lin Moyu used Poison God’s Blood Essence to upgrade the Poison Lich.
[Poison Lich]
[Grade: ungraded]
[Growth limit: level 99]
[Law Ring (poison): grants a poison Law Ring to the host and the summons, dealing law of poison damage to enemies.]
When he saw the word ungraded, Lin Moyu almost laughed out loud.
It seed the Poison God had truly been diocre.
As the first God Lin Moyu had slain, the Poison God was a rather pitiful figure.
Yet even now, as material for summoning an Elental Lich, he was looked down upon once again.
Running out of materials, Lin Moyu turned to Antares and shot him a sly look, “Got any good elental materials? Hand them over.”
Antares squawked, “You’re not even trying to be polite, are you?”
“Why would I be polite with you? Yes or no—just answer.” Lin Moyu shot back calmly, his shalessness reaching new heights.
Antares snorted, “No.”
“No?”
“No.”
“You sure?”
“Absolutely. All my materials are stored in my lair. My lair…”
He suddenly stopped, his eyes flashing with killing intent.
Lin Moyu imdiately sensed the shift, “What is it?”
Antares said in a deep voice, “Seems like soone has been eyeing my lair. When I get back, I’ll pull their tendons.”
Lin Moyu said, “Then I’ll help.”
Antares nodded vigorously, “Good. You handle the skinning.”
…
Sowhere in an unknown space, a Divine Dragon suddenly sneezed.
A chilling sense of malice had just locked onto him.
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