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.

Powder with Ten Flavors gradually fading

to the flames, Zen felt 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

Zen, the black flame appeared

odd cry ripped from the black flame when it emerged

the black flame touched this allegedly top

the power of the black flame, and he wondered, 'What

the eerie flames rolled the iron that remained before vanishing into Zen's sea of consciousness. Panic swept over him. He knew

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

mind, the large vessel was decorated by nine dragons with their eyes closed, except the cyan dragon. As Zen watched, he saw the dragon lift its head, roar loudly and consume the drops of iron. After swallowing the

green brilliance, giving it the appearance of a flawless

the remnants from the Hell Fire

Zen was seeing unfold in his mind amazed him.

felt a surge from the scale, and

scale and Zen could feel

activate many, or

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

thousands of the cyan dragon scales

furnace left Zen wondering, how incredible his might

and shook his head, struggling to wrap his head around the fantastic idea. This was all so far

knew, he realized how

Hell Fire Sword was a

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

to analyze everything thoroughly

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

an expression of doubt as he watched the strange scene. Unable to sense the presence of his Hell Fire Sword

furnace were dwindling, Evil

to create his spiritual weapon! Was

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