Beyond the Bloodline-Chapter 221: Rebirth from the Chrysalis

Jamie kicked off the ground and dashed forward, moving like a storm of blue flames and lightning that left destruction in his wake as he slaughtered the beasts.

But Irenot wasn’t done.

Floating above, he began summoning more beasts, flooding the battlefield with even more of the lesser creatures. They came in droves, but Jamie’s pace never slowed, each space beast falling with a single blow.

The lunar surface was scarred by the destruction Jamie wrought, but Irenot kept on summoning more and more.

Holding out his hand, he gestured to the summoned beasts and immediately, they were all engulfed in green flames.

"??"

Jamie looked on curiously as their bodies began to shimmer, with the corpses disintegrating into energy.

Irenot grabbed one of the four orbs floating behind him and infused it with his energy, transforming it into a pulsating core of green and black flames in the sky, pulling the bodies of the space beasts he summoned toward it.

The bodies drawn to the core merged into one another as the orb fed off their energy and with each absorbed beast the core grew larger.

Irenot watched Jamie cautiously, expecting the hybrid to attack and disrupt what he was doing, but Jamie just stood there and watched him in silence.

Jamie’s sharp eyes caught the subtle changes in Irenot’s energy as the Beast Lord initiated a complex series of transformations. It was clear that Irenot was combining the space beasts through more than just brute force.

The green flame-clad creature was using biological laws—genes, morphogenesis, and other advanced principles that Jamie hadn’t expected from such a Space Beast.

"Biological laws, huh? That’s cute."

Jamie mused, a smirk playing on his lips, showing how unbothered he was by whatever chimera the Beast Lord was trying to create.

Instead, he calmly raised his hand, forming a finger gun and activating his Triad Gun skill which focused cosmic energy into a single point at his fingertip.

But this time, he wasn’t channelling his usual spatial or destructive powers. No, this time he was drawing upon the void, the essence of nothingness itself.

A dark bullet, barely visible as it warped the space around it, shot from his finger with a soft hum. It tore through the fabric of space as if it were paper, streaking toward the swirling black orb that was central to Irenot’s fusion process.

Jamie’s Void Bullet pierced the orb faster than Irenot could blink, obliterating nearly half of it in one blow.

The orb shuddered violently and the energy within it began unravelling, but Jamie’s attack didn’t stop there.

In fact, Jamie was never aiming for the orb from the start, it was just in the trajectory of his attack.

The real target was Irenot, who hurriedly crossed his arms and created dozens of flaming barriers. However, the bullet tore through them and punched through his arms and his chest with ease.

Green blood sprayed from the wound, splattering across the lunar landscape, hanging suspended in space.

Irenot staggered, clutching his wounded arm as he dropped to one knee, glaring at Jamie with a mixture of rage and disbelief.

His breathing was heavy, his chest heaving as pain coursed through his body. Yet, Jamie merely laughed, a casual, mocking chuckle escaping his lips.

"Was that your big plan? C’mon, don’t tell me that’s all you’ve got."

Jamie taunted, already forming another finger gun, preparing to fire another Void Bullet. Seeing this, Irenot’s eyes widened in panic.

He couldn’t afford to be hit by another one of those devastating bullets that chipped away a portion of his very soul, so he hastily activated the final stage of his technique.

The remaining space beasts that had yet to be absorbed coalesced into a singular entity, rapidly merging into a giant wolf, its size dwarfing everything around it. The energy surged violently as the transformation completed, but Jamie’s brow raised in mild curiosity rather than concern.

The giant wolf loomed before him, its size immense, but there was something off. Jamie could feel it immediately—the power wasn’t where it should have been.

"Huh. Superior Transcendent...? Oh! That’s what you were aiming for? Guess you missed the mark by a lot."

Jamie laughed after he spoke, as if he wasn’t the one who had caused Irenot to miss his mark.

Had he not destroyed a portion of the orb serving as the core for this wolf, then it would have been at least Superior Stage Half-Deity, maybe even Inferior Stage Low-Tier Deity and he’d have had to fight two powerful opponents and not one.

But now, thanks to the damage Jamie inflicted on the core and on Irenot, the power had been drastically reduced. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

The wolf’s power was incomplete and disjointed.

’But even if he succeeded in giving it Deity Level energy, it’d lack the true law comprehensions such a creature should possess.

It wouldn’t have its own mastery over laws and would simply be borrowing Irenot’s power, manipulating it as if it were on loan.’

Jamie silently analysed it, noting that despite the flaws, it was a rather good technique. It would be more usable if he could cut down the activation time though.

"You know, I’ve had something cooking since Zotov."

Jamie spoke with a gleam in his eyes as he roused his spatial power, tearing a hole in space to create a gate for his subspace.

"And I’ve been waiting for the right moment to test it out. Guess you just handed me the perfect opportunity."

Lapis, watching from a distance, frowned at Jamie’s words.

’Zotov? Isn’t that the planet he was on nine months ago?’

She knew all about Jamie and Miranda’s little escapade on Zotov and quickly began forming conjectures.

In her mind, Jamie had been planning something, and this battle with Irenot—the Space Beast Lord—was nothing more than a testing ground for whatever he had been "cooking" all those months.

This was the conclusion she arrived at as to why Jamie chose to intervene in what she considered a relatively low-level fight.

Back on Zotov, Jamie and Miranda had taken down some Transcendent Dragons, avatars of Dragon Lords, no less.

After killing them, Jamie dissolved their bodies, breaking them down and mixing them in a cauldron, creating a concoction that would make even witches run away in fear.

(Refer to Chapters 121-122)

He had fused them with various biological laws—the same kinds that Irenot was now using in his fight and had initially intended to use the result of the fusion on one of Ikerth’s subordinates, but he never had the chance.

During his levelling session in Stadruque, Jamie checked on this little creation and saw that it had been cultured to full maturation.

Now he had an opportunity to use it.

He dipped his hands into his subspace and summoned the cauldron, where a Chrysalis lay inside. The Chrysalis was a cocoon of matter that constantly pulsed as if it were alive.

The formless mass of flesh within was a grotesque, amorphous thing, suspended in a strange state between existence and nothingness, waiting to be given shape.

"I gave you a brand new body. I used the bodies of avatars of deity real existences as the raw materials, infusing it with their cores to make it stronger, and more durable."

As he spoke, Jamie raised his hand, and swirling energy—the energy of the law of life itself—gathered around his palm. Slowly, the glowing form of a soul began to take shape, coalescing into a bright, dark-green sphere.

The Soul of a Level 700 Legendary Realm Existence.

Lapis, watching this unfold, raised an eyebrow. Her gaze sharpened with curiosity as she studied the glowing soul.

’Why would Sir Jamie go through all this effort for a mere mortal soul?’

Jamie didn’t care about her silent questioning. Instead, his attention remained locked on the Chrysalis and the soul in his hand.

"Your negative life is something I really wanna add to my collection."

Without further ado, Jamie extended his hand and slammed the soul directly into the formless mass within the Chrysalis.

The moment the soul made contact, the Chrysalis erupted in a violent display of energy. The mass of flesh began to writhe and contort, twisting as if in agony.

Slowly but surely, it began to reform and transmute, reshaping itself into a humanoid form that reflected the metadata of the soul infused within it.

As the creature’s form solidified, Jamie called out to the owner of the soul.

"Glox, was it? Time to wake the fuck up."

The remnants of the Chrysalis disintegrated, revealing the form of the humanoid creature within.

It had vibrant green hair that flowed down its back like a cascade of leaves caught in the wind.

Its eyes were perhaps the most striking feature—large, vertical eyes that gleamed with a golden light, framed by vibrant green irises that seemed to glow from within.

Two pairs of wings unfurled from its back, each set distinct in appearance. The first pair resembled fairy wings, though with a unique touch. They blended the delicate beauty of feathered wings with the raw, predatory look of bat-like membranes.

The wings shimmered with different colours, each shade flowing seamlessly into the next, but with predominantly dark green hues that matched the creature’s hair.

Below the first pair, a second set of wings—far more draconic—spread wide. These wings were massive, with scales as tough as armour and edges sharp like blades.

The creature’s hands and feet ended in sharp, draconic claws, gleaming with a dark green sheen.

"Well, Glox, you turned out better than I thought."

Hearing Jamie’s voice, Glox turned around and stared with eyes wide in disbelief. Blinking rapidly, he raised his hands to rub his eyes as if trying to clear away some illusion.

But when his vision cleared, his hands—no, his claws—remained.

Dragon-like scales, sharp and hard, covered his skin where flesh once had been. The realization hit him like a crashing wave, and he stared at his claws, flexing them experimentally. These weren’t the hands he remembered.

The strangeness only grew as he took in his surroundings. The ground beneath his feet resembled moon dust, white and powdery.

He was in space, the vast expanse of darkness stretching endlessly around him. Above him, battles raged. Explosions of light and energy lit the vacuum.

He spotted a massive wolf, glaring in his direction and down on one knee next to it, was another humanoid being who radiated a power that sent shivers down Glox’s spine.

His heart pounded in his chest as he turned back to Jamie, the confusion written clearly on his face.

The last thing Glox remembered was dying at Jamie’s hands, in a rather brutal fashion.

And now? Now he was alive again, but in a body that felt both alien and eerily familiar. Power coursed through him, power that wasn’t his own, and yet it was.

His mouth felt dry as he asked the only question he could think of.

{What the hell is going on?}