Life in North America, you call this an autopsy officer?!

Once consciousness had worn away,

the remaining origin power of the other was all his own!

Blood Moon Origin!

Who could have imagined that the origin power of the Blood Moon Relics would be born on this unremarkable Life Planet?

It was all fate!

It was the destiny of the Time-Space Dragon to achieve True Spirit!

The dragon spread its arms, waiting for the woman's consciousness to be eroded by the Time-Space River.

But...

Time passed.

Although the wails of countless insects in its mind were still piercing, they showed no sign of weakening.

Yet the dragon felt not the slightest hitch.

The woman's fragmented consciousness, coupled with the previous onslaught of more origin power, had made the dragon's own consciousness reaction extremely dull.

At this moment, it was still immersed in the delightful fantasy of having devoured the origin of a Blood Moon Favored one, foolishly content...

...

On the other side.

A short, tiny pitch-black line emerged from the dark void of the Spirit Realm.

It looked toward the abyss with a residual fear.

There lay the direction of the Time-Space River wrapped by this dimension of the Spirit Realm.

"Who would have thought that this dragon, even after its consciousness was severely damaged by my self-harm tactic, would still think of a counter-kill move against me? Luckily, it was once again driven mad by my origin power and words, failing to discover my true consciousness..."

The line regretfully calculated the origin power it had lost and sighed anthropomorphically as it swam forward, ready to leave the Spirit Realm to recuperate.

It was fortunate to have encountered another of its kind.

The other was strange too.

Gifted with Blood Moon Original Rule Power, like itself, it had not reached the Transcendence Realm or even Awakened, yet oddly, it controlled two types of Rule Power, enough to destroy part of its consciousness.

Fortunately, if it had anything in abundance, it was multiple identities.

Otherwise, without the dragon lifting a finger, this fragment of its consciousness and origin would have been snatched up by that kin...

The only good news was probably that the dragon had not yet discovered that kin of its.

Right, there was also that ring.

That idiot of a dragon didn't know that this time's Blood Moon projection radiation had not only descended upon its Favored one but two other kin as well.

The line had a premonition.

This planet it was on must be quite special to draw the special attention of the Mother Goddess, that is, the instinctive focus of the Blood Moon Relics.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, the line halted.

It slowly looked ahead.

There, a familiar figure returned and blocked its path.

It was numbed.

It was that Los Angeles Jerry!

That bastard had run away and come back!

...

"Tsk, tsk, tsk~"

Brian looked at the weak and helpless line before him, showing a compassionated expression: "Little guy, you were so big before, how come you've shrunk so much? What happened to your line companions, were they abducted by a bad man?"

Sadly, he was staring at an octopus head, completely void of any benevolent appearance.

The line...

It slowly morphed into a miniature-sized woman, with a deadpan expression: "Didn't you run away?"

Brian shrugged: "Eh, I've come back."

"Aren't you afraid of the dragon?"

It tried to buy some time.

Brian laughed: "The dragon was lured here by me, why should I be afraid of him?"

As they spoke,

One of the tentacles on his head swiftly cut through the miniature-sized woman's body.

Her eyes widened as her body split in two.

One part turned back into the pitch-black line, floating mid-air, motionless.

The other part became a tiny insect.

The insect was the embodiment of the woman's consciousness.

Brian's eyes widened.

It was actually possible.

His soul scalpel talent indeed could separate the woman's consciousness and the carried Rule Power from her consciousness!

"Awesome!"

Not giving the little insect a chance to react, Brian scooped up the woman and the residual trace of her origin, disappearing once again from this space.

...

In the Blissful Heart Domain.

Brian examined a pitch-black line he was holding.

Though called a line, this thing was actually the origin power from the woman's body.

This line was eerie, like a little black hole, it could easily devour any spiritual energy that Brian infused into it, even the Rule Power of death and destruction...

But...

The line was also very fragile.

Brian had a premonition that as long as he utilized the Rule Power of death and Destruction, he could crush the lines with a single pinch.

He looked at the woman transformed into an insect, "Your origin seems very fragile, I feel like I could crush it easily."

At this moment, the insect had lost the Parasite of its origin, its consciousness fragile, bound within the void of the Blissful Heart Domain by Brian like a plaything, unable to break free.

A human face emerged on its surface, speaking venomously, "If you're so tough, then crush it!"

Brian looked down, waving his hand, "No, if I crush it, it'll probably just run back to your main body."

"You're quite smart but if you don't crush it, this strand of origin will serve as a coordinate, allowing me to easily locate your Outer Heart Domain. You haven't even awakened yet, you can't control your own origin, once you face my main body, you're nothing but food!"

The human face on the insect smirked incessantly.

She was infuriated by Brian's backstabbing turn.

Ever since she had been killed by a Long once and lost part of her origin, she'd been acting cautiously. Yet, she hadn't expected to overturn in the gutter, taken down by a Los Angeles Jerry she viewed as prey, an utter humiliation!

"Awakening..."

Brian stroked his chin.

He shook his head, "No matter, I might as well give this strand of origin to the Long. Don't try to scare me, if you really had the power to kill me, you wouldn't need to seek refuge in my dog. Well then, in light of our previous amicable interaction..."

Brian pulled out a ring, "Let's postpone our issues for later and talk about this ring. You said before that, like you and me, it is also a Favored of the Blood Moon, but why is it a ring? I've checked, and there's no consciousness stored in it."

Looking at the ring.

The Insect Woman was taken aback, staying silent.

She really didn't know what the ring was about.

It was just the instinct of her origin telling her that the power on the ring had the aura of the Mother Goddess, just like her and Brian.

In fact,

She hadn't even known about this before seeing the ring with her own eyes.

Seeing her silence,

Brian lost his patience.

He grabbed the tiny insect, stuffing it into his mouth.

Cooperation was irrelevant.

To death with you!

Brian's true goal was her memories.

He wanted to know how to truly utilize Rule Power!

After clashing with the woman, Brian realized that although he had obtained the rules of Destruction and death, he had never truly learned to use them properly.

The Insect Woman realized that this part of her consciousness couldn't escape any longer.

In the face of death,

She spoke coldly, "Cherish your last moments, don't let that Long catch you.."

Crunch~

Brian's teeth ground together, utterly pulverizing her consciousness.

...

As the Insect Woman's consciousness was devoured,

Countless fragments of memory surfaced in Brian's mind.

Brian squinted as he browsed and absorbed them.

Before long, a mysterious fluctuation appeared on the surface of his Consciousness.

It wasn't clear how much time had passed.

He slowly opened his eyes, filled with joy.

He had learned the woman's name.

Leptitia Yager!

Besides that,

By using the memory fragments of Leptitia's consciousness, he also gained knowledge of many of her secrets.

For instance, what her Original Rule was.

On top of that, Leptitia's memory fragments even contained a vast amount of the Long's memories.

This gain was beyond Brian's expectations.

...

With a simple attempt,

The atmosphere around Brian had gained an additional sense of oppression.

He flashed a sly grin.

Not bad.

By utilizing Leptitia's memories of using the Original Rule Power, he had initially mastered the real techniques for wielding the powers of death and Destruction.

"Just because you've lived longer than me, doesn't mean you can show off in my presence. Wait till we meet again, I'll have another surprise for you..."

Brian snorted coldly.

Leptitia had seemed tough before because he hadn't understood her, nor had he known how to wield his Rule Power.

Next time,

He would be able to fight her directly, leaving her face blooming like a peach blossom!

Brian, holding the pitch-black lines, vanished within the Heart Domain.

It was time to find a place for this strand of Leptitia's origin power.

As for how to deal with it, he already had a target in mind.

A moment later,

Brian appeared at the breeding farm.

He entered the breeding room of the hero sow, Rashid.

Looking at Rashid lying in the room, pregnant and despondent, Brian flashed a grin and injected the lines in his hand into her body...