Chapter 1413: Putting His Black Foot Down.

Wandering Thief had no words. He could only groan and hold his forehead as he shook it repeatedly, muttering, "This is so bad."

Black Chain ignored Wandering Thief’s mutters and continued with pride, "I’m not like you other wanna-be Dao Lords. When I make a move, it is always big.

He even raised his voice to say, "My plan won’t affect one super world. It won’t one tiny sect either. It will affect the entire Sea of Worlds."

""Yes, my plan is very bad, and if Ragnarok knows about it, then we could be in for a bona fide apocalypse," he admitted, but there was no shame.

"You don’t need to be afraid, though. My death plan won’t kill Dao Lords. It will only be dangerous to divine beings and deadly to mortals. If it works well, every mortal in the Sea of Worlds will die."

"So here is how it works. I have a small world where I research homunculi. I have nearly perfected the art and have come close to creating a curse-like disease that will spread from one living to another through contact, turning them into homunculi that listen to my orders and my orders alone."

"The infected will be given the order to find more living things and spread the curse through the world. So far, the curse only works with physical contact. It is not airborne or waterborne. But you don’t need to worry about that because I’m already working on it."

Tepid Scholar’s voice was solemn as he said, "I am worried."

"Don’t be. Trust me when I say I’ll eventually solve it," Black Chain said in assurance.

Seeing that Tepid Scholar didn’t believe him, he said, "The infection and the fact that I can control them are not the best part. The best part is that the homunculi can combine, fusing their bodies to form a super creature that I can make into an abomination."

"According to my plan, the abomination can reach Rank 9 in strength. The Abomination will typically be created when every life on the planet has been infected from plants, beasts, and sentient races, or when there is a powerful threat in a world standing in the way of the expansion of the curse."

"I can’t be everywhere at once, so the abomination will help ensure that the infection spreads unimpeded. And when a world is fully infected, I will be able to infect and enslave the Will of the World. Then I will drive the world to seek out other worlds to infect," he said, eyes shining with delight and face occupied by a large grin.

His voice was full of excitement as he said, "This way, every living thing and even worlds in the Sea of Worlds will be infected. The homunculi can be killed, but I can resurrect them. I can use infected worlds to resurrect the homunculi, so the disease has the potential to be unstoppable."

On the other hand, Wandering Thief looked at him like he was an idiot and said, "Why would you create something like that?"

"Isn’t the answer obvious?" Black Chain replied with a derisive scoff.

His eyes were bright as he said, "I created it to achieve total control of the Sea of Worlds. Of course, I won’t use it anyhow. After all, the homunculi are dead and can’t provide lifespan."

Shrugging, he said, "It is a super weapon that I will use to threaten my unruly fellow Dao Lords. If they don’t fall in line and let me become the ruler, then I will use it."

"If I can’t win, I will overturn the game and wipe out the Sea of Worlds to bring everyone down with me. So, if a certain deadly disease wipes out all life, it won’t be my fault. As long as you let me win, everything will be fine."

"You’re crazy," Martial Will finally said. "You’re a crazy bastard who’s fixated on winning too much."

"You think you’re insulting me, but you’re only complimenting me. So thank you," Black Chain said, unashamed of his actions.

"On a more serious note. You have to shut down your research and wipe out all of your homunculi as soon as possible," Wandering Thief said.

In response, Black Chain said with a blank face, "No. I won’t do that, and no one can force me."

Wandering Thief could hardly believe his ears. When he came to, he asked, "Are you mad? Don’t you know the kind of damage it can create in Ragnarok’s hands?"

"I am not mad at all. I’ve thought it all through," Black Chain responded confidently.

"I don’t think we should worry about Ragnarok because the schematics of the curse and the methods of activation are stored in my head. No one knows about it, so no one else can use it."

"What if Ragnarok already knows about it?" Heavenly Eye asked.

"As someone very good at keeping secrets, I’m still surprised that he managed to discover my stashes and worlds. I thought my secret was safe in my head, but that turned out to be untrue. So if he can do that to me, then he can do the same to you."

Black Chain replied, saying, "It still doesn’t matter if he knows it because he will need a Death Supreme Metac to use it. Ragnarok doesn’t have the Death Supreme Metac, so we don’t have anything to worry about."

"Even if Ragnarok manages to find a way around that requirement or has another Gemini with the Death Supreme Metac activate it, we don’t have much to worry about for now because the curse is incomplete."

"The current version of the curse can’t spread indefinitely. It erodes after each transmission, dying out after the second transmission."

"The curse is also dependent on a Divine Metac, so there can only be one strain of it active at a time. Therefore, when the curse stops spreading, I can’t initiate another infection until I kill off the previous one."