Herag closed his eyes, immersing his mind and communicating with the bloodline mark on his chest, fully activating it.

Since he was ready to take action, he naturally had to go all out, exerting his full strength to avoid any accidents and ensure the battle was resolved as quickly as possible.

After Herag fully activated the bloodline mark, his body rapidly expanded, swelling up into a giant five meters tall in the blink of an eye.

This was his intentional control; otherwise, he could have easily reached a height of several dozen meters.

An awe-inspiring, ancient aura emanated from Herag, akin to thunder exploding beside the demons of the Dark Swamp.

The dark elves over at the pasture were all shivering and instinctively looked in his direction.

Some of the weaker dark elves even lost their ability to fly and fell directly to the ground.

At this moment, Herag's original appearance was completely unrecognizable.

He had fully revealed his true form, his whole body resembling dark gold armor, with a pair of dark gold wings unfurling like blades behind him.

Without flapping, Herag hovered in mid-air, gazing toward the pasture.

He raised his hand, extending a finger to gently point.

In an instant, a massive lightning bolt descended from the sky, striking beside the pasture and blasting a huge crater, charring the soil there on the spot.

The dark elves in the pasture were stunned, taking a moment to realize, fortunately, the bolt missed the pasture.

Though they didn't understand why such a being would miss, surviving was lucky.

The dark elves then regained their mobility, scattering and fleeing without any thought of resisting Herag.

While Squirrel Yom's demon army could still prompt the dark elf guards to resist, facing Herag, they had no thought of fighting back, only wanting to escape quickly.

Herag had intentionally missed; he merely wanted to test some innate abilities gained after entering his true form.

If he truly blasted the pasture, then where would he get the life crystals from?

The last time he entered the true form, many abilities in his bloodline were still sealed.

He could sense them but not use them.

Now those have been unlocked, and Herag understood that they indeed related to rule-level powers.

The lightning bolt just now contained not only Thunder Rule Power but also a Rule Power known as Destruction.

The Rule of Destruction is a rule unique to the Thunder God Ancestor, also pioneered by him.

As the name suggests, the Rule of Destruction annihilates everything, possessing extreme destructive power.

Apart from the continuously emerging power within his body, there was also all sorts of information and knowledge.

These were all originally hidden within his bloodline, things he couldn't unlock or obtain before.

As Herag received this information and knowledge, he was essentially accepting the heritage of his bloodline.

He possessed the true Thunder God Ancestral Bloodline Power, unlike those demons with only a trace of bloodline power like the black-skinned homunculus.

What Herag obtained was a complete bloodline power; many bloodline powers come with such heritage, which he was now accepting.

In merely the blink of an eye, Herag's comprehension of Rule Power had already elevated to an extremely high level.

Human knowledge and power heritage mostly rely on education and learning acquired afterward.

The knowledge of the previous generation cannot be directly passed to the next, it must be acquired through learning.

However, for these demon races, their knowledge is hidden within their bloodline.

As soon as the time is right, the heritage will automatically activate.

Herag now realized that when he was practicing wizardry, he was also unknowingly developing his body's potential, indirectly tapping into his bloodline power.

No matter the power system, its essence is to elevate one's life level, just in different forms.

After advancing to a Level 3 Wizard, Herag was no longer strictly human, having evolved several levels.

Therefore, now that he fully activated his bloodline power, the Thunder God Ancestral Bloodline Power increased significantly.

Herag opened his eyes, his dark golden pupils shimmering with golden light, looking towards the pasture.

The dark elves in the pasture all felt as if they were being watched by a certain presence, trembling uncontrollably.

Herag now no longer needed Shenlan, as he could see extremely distant places with just his eyes, and the information was richer.

He looked down at his palm, fingertips surrounded by electric light, and countless rules flowing rapidly within his palm, all under his control.

Herag now understood that he could achieve various things according to his wishes using the surrounding rule powers.

He even felt that creating a rule of his own seemed not so difficult, just requiring some time to conceive.

In this form, Herag inherently had a high level of understanding and control over Rule Powers, creating rules was not a difficult task, only creating a high-level rule was challenging.

The Rule of Destruction is on the same level as the Rule of Fate, only differing in focus.

Destruction is the ultimate offensive power, while Fate's capabilities are broader and more versatile.

If Herag wanted to create a rule like Destruction, it might take a long time to wait for an opportunity.

However, creating other basic-type rules is not difficult.

Herag kept this matter in mind, planning to consider how to do it later, which would allow him to advance to a Level 4 Wizard sooner.

Although he thought he should be able to handle a Level 4 Wizard with ease now.

With a thought, Herag appeared outside the pasture.

"Leave." Herag spoke those two words heavily, his voice filled with an ancient aura.

All the dark elves knelt on the ground, kowtowing a few times before getting up and running without looking back.

In less than a minute, the pasture was empty, not a single dark elf remained.

Herag didn't need to lift a finger, just issued a command, and these dark elves wouldn't dare to disobey.

To these dark elves, Herag's two words were simply a great favor.

Such a great figure indeed had no interest in their small lives, so hurry up and run!

If there had been Level 6 creatures or even Level 5 creatures guarding from the dark elves, Herag might not have had it so easy and would have had to endure a battle.

However, the strongest dark elf guards here were only at Level 4, unable to summon any thought of resistance against the aura exuded by Herag.

The aura from Herag was too noble, ancient, and terrifying for them, only their king was qualified to interact with such a presence, not these small fry.

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