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The second type has some impact on mental health, but the impact is not significant; it's practically negligible.
The third, worst-case scenario is that he loses his mind and becomes a monster, waiting for Xia Yans from other worlds to rescue him.
A bet that can't possibly lose—only a fool wouldn't participate!
Chapter Sixteen: Back as solid as Mount Tai, wings as swaying as clouds from the sky.
The moment the crystal core shattered, the surrounding air seemed to stop flowing, becoming viscous and eerie.
Xia Yan felt as if something had enveloped him.
That was something deeper and more filthy than pitch black.
At first glance, it looks a bit like the evil of this world from Fate.
If I had to describe it in words, I would tentatively name it the crawling, undulating darkness.
Before Xia Yan could react, the darkness surged in like a tidal wave, engulfing him!
I heard frantic, seductive babbling in my ears, along with sharp, illusory noises.
The body felt an intense suffocation, accompanied by unbearable pain that made one feel like they were living a life worse than death.
Evil thoughts, corrupting the mind, emerge one after another. In a daze, it seems as if one is experiencing a life-or-death struggle between consciousnesses.
All of the above reactions,
None of it happened.
In fact, Xia Yan was simply enveloped by some kind of dark and evil power, and then that power eagerly merged into his body like swallows returning to their nests.
In this situation, he felt like a seabird encased in oil.
However, I didn't feel any discomfort at all.
As the power continued to flow in, there was even a sense of exhilaration, like a fish in water.
If you like oil so much, were you a US soldier in your past life?
He didn't know how much time had passed, but just as Xia Yan was having these random thoughts, the dark and evil power had completely flowed into his body and disappeared. The air and time no longer stood still.
Xia Yan looked around.
The trees are still the same trees, the flowers are still the same flowers, and the wind is still howling.
Even Medusa's gaze towards him remained unchanged.
Surprise, astonishment, urgency, worry...
It was as if everything that had just happened was just an illusion.
However, the time that just happened, although not very long, is absolutely undeniable.
In other words, has time stopped flowing...?
"Medusa, how much time has passed since I crushed that stone?"
"...Two seconds?"
Medusa's answer corroborated Xia Yan's conjecture.
"Really?"
He muttered to himself, moved his arms, shook his wings twice, and wagged his tail, but nothing changed.
It was as if the props had no effect whatsoever.
If it weren't for the fact that one could clearly perceive the life force, which was hundreds of times stronger than before, as violent as magma erupting from a volcano, and the immense spiritual power, as unfathomable as a trench, then...
Such a calm transition gave Xia Yan the feeling that it was all bark and no bite.
I even wanted to burst into laughter three times, and then say dismissively—
That's it! ?
It wasn't that he was being a jerk and needed something unexpected to feel good; he simply felt that his previous precautions had been somewhat unnecessary, and his determined demeanor seemed a little ridiculous.
They were even worried that this thing would have a negative impact on their mental health.
The difference between an ordinary person like Suzuki Satoru and someone who transmigrates into a fully-leveled immortal is like heaven and earth.
Despite experiencing this transformation from zero to one hundred, his mindset remained unchanged.
Moreover, he had only used a tool to gain power; at most, the value had increased from one thousand to one hundred thousand.
As an item obtained after defeating the dragon, doesn't that mean I'm stronger and more suitable to become the new dragon?
Could it be that I've unknowingly caught Suzuki Satoru's habit of outsmarting thin air?!
"Medusa, do you think I've changed in any strange way compared to before, besides being stronger?"
Although I didn't think there was anything wrong, I was blinded by my own perspective.
To ensure he wouldn't miss the changes in himself, Xia Yan decided to ask the person who knew him best.
"It seems like something's changed?"
"In what aspect!?" Xia Yan asked, somewhat surprised.
"My brain seems to have gotten dumber."
Medusa rolled her eyes at Xia Yan, clearly annoyed.
Her narrow eyes exuded a myriad of charms.
From her perspective, after Xia Yan said he wasn't sure, he suddenly crushed the prop in his hand, and then abruptly asked himself how much time had passed.
It was as if he had suddenly fallen ill.
Of course, given her intelligence and understanding of Xia Yan, she naturally figured out what had happened after he asked her the question.
It was clearly that the item called the Heart of Nidhogg that had taken effect without his knowledge.
"If you feel that you haven't changed at all, then you might as well transform back into your original form and take a look."
Medusa's words gave Xia Yan a sudden, profound realization.
Since the goal is to transform oneself into a "world-devouring demonic dragon," the change should obviously be in the form of the dragon!
He must be out of his mind to look for differences in the dragon-human body.
However, since he had always been a human before, it's understandable that he's not used to being a dragon for the first time.
boom--
The thick black fog instantly enveloped the entire sixth level of the Great Tomb of Nazarick.
As the largest area in the Great Tomb of Nazarick, the sixth level covers an area equivalent to the entire area of Haneda Airport in reality.
It is actually even larger, a square area of 4,000 meters by 4,000 meters, with a height of about 200 meters.
Despite its vastness, it was still completely covered by black mist, leaving not a single corner untouched.
Its thick, almost viscous texture even gives the impression that it is not fog but asphalt or oil.
thump—
slam-la-
Bang, bang, bang, bang—
It sounded like a huge object had hit the ground with a dull thud, followed by the sounds of trees snapping and crashing to the ground.
When the smoke cleared, what appeared before Medusa was a gigantic beast of terrifyingly exaggerated size.
Overall, it is very similar to Xia Yan's dragon form, except that there are some scarlet mysterious patterns on the dragon scales, but its size is more than ten times larger.
It is over twenty meters tall just standing on the ground.
That's the height of a ten-story building!
Not counting its tail, which is over 400 meters long, it is a nightmare for sports students.
The already exaggeratedly large three pairs of wings can now only be described as clouds hanging from the sky.
This look, even if taken to the Ultraman set next door, could carry an entire theatrical film on its own.
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"This is getting a bit troublesome..."
Looking at Medusa, who was originally about the same size but now seemed like a mudfish in front of him, Xia Yan scratched the dragon horns on his head helplessly.
The dense forest around him was squeezed by his massive size, revealing large areas of open space.
This was especially evident from his high vantage point.
It's like the patchy baldness on the head of a greasy middle-aged man.
At the same time, Xia Yan could clearly feel that the whole world was inexplicably ostracizing him.
It's as if you're a balloon filled with air, forcibly submerged in water, constantly being squeezed by the surrounding space, which seems to want to throw you out.
Fortunately, Xia Yan's size was far beyond that of a balloon, and the force of the repulsion was relatively less intense than that of water against a balloon.
He felt more like a steel nail driven into a tree trunk, and the world was that tree trunk.
Even if they tried their best, they couldn't push Xia Yan away; instead, they would only hurt themselves even more.
It can be said that his existence is like an incurable, persistent disease to this world.
Although he knew it was just an illusion caused by the expansion of his power, Xia Yan felt a terrifying power that seemed to be able to split the entire world apart with the slightest movement of his hand or foot. He opened his huge mouth, which was covered with fangs and resembled a trench.
He laughed like a giant dragon weighing thousands of tons.
The King of the Undead?
Dragon King's Path, a grand serialized story!
Just as Xia Yan was marveling at his invincibility, two children of similar height, both a little over a meter tall and appearing to be around ten years old, rushed towards him at a speed that was hard for ordinary people to comprehend.
Judging from their appearance, it is easy to conclude that the two are twins.
She has the same short blonde hair, heterochromatic blue and green eyes, long and pointed ears, and light dark wheat-colored skin.