Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

Chapter 24 Black Flames And Dragon Scales

The vivid yellow lotus flames became unusual golden red, and each flare emitted intense heat.

Since the fire's strength had grown steeply, it would be impossible to withstand, and Zen's face paled as he watched the red lotus flames shot at him.

As expected, the fire was far more potent than it was earlier.

Searing pain coursed through Zen as the golden-red flames slammed him. Just like the day he was in the cellar, Zen's body inexplicably turned to dark red.

Usually, any average person ravaged in such a high-temperature fire would mummify as the moisture sizzled into the air leaving the dried husk burning until it exploded raining ashes and soot everywhere.

However, Zen's body was anything but average. Instead of being destroyed by the lotus flames, he slowly turned red hot, glowing like an excellent mysterious weapon.

Small golden foils that lay deep in Zen's skin were drawn out and hovering over his skin. Now covered in gilded shimmering fragments, Zen's entire body sparkled brilliantly gleaming.

While his body glowed bright red, the golden flecks became ornate obscure tadpole text and spun. The speed they spun increased faster and faster at a hypnotic rate until, unexpectedly, small whirlpools formed on the surface of Zen's skin.

As the whirlpools grew, the suction they produced drew the lotus flames from the furnace to Zen and sucked into the whirlpools.

The fire was refining his body!

Surprisingly, his body drove all the fire into him.

One after another, flames were absorbed into Zen's body through every pore on him, including his arms, legs, and neck ...

It was more excruciating than any pain he had experienced of his flesh. As the lotus flames went through his skin, they burned every inch from outside to the inside of him.

To endure the searing pain, Zen clenched his mouth.

What he sustained physically was mild compared to what his soul had suffered from the black flame back when he was in the cellar.

the toxic Bone-smashing Powder with Ten Flavors gradually fading beneath

a giant furnace come to life in his mind. It had always been there, dormant and quiet until touched by the black flame. Suddenly, the calm furnace blazed out of control, flames growing and blazing. The flames

front of Zen, the black flame appeared like a

when it

time. As soon as the black flame touched this allegedly top grade, priceless mysterious weapon -- the

the power of the black flame, and he wondered,

remained before vanishing into Zen's sea of consciousness. Panic swept over him. He

he was fine, and could see in his mind that the black flame sent the drops of

Zen watched, he saw the dragon lift its head, roar loudly and

began emitting a green brilliance, giving it the appearance

was unexpected when the remnants from the Hell Fire Sword

in his mind amazed

the scale, and strength

radically because of the scale and Zen could feel

it feasible for me to activate many, or even all of the dragon scales

he put the pieces together. His experience being forged in the fires of the kiln gave

several times, what would happen if tens of thousands of the cyan dragon scales were all stimulated? Not

how incredible his might would be if he

wrap his head around the fantastic idea. This was all so

what he knew, he realized how difficult

Evil Lan, the Hell Fire Sword was a topmost mysterious

only the essence of such a treasure that initiated a single dragon scale, Zen imagined how many it would take to light up thousands of them. 'Even if all the treasures in the entire eastern region were smelted, it would barely light up all the cyan dragon's scales, and not even

needed to analyze

arrogance and impatience, Zen sat cross-legged in the blazing fire, as the

as he watched the strange scene. Unable to sense the presence of his Hell

were dwindling, Evil

create his spiritual weapon! Was it possible

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