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.

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

his mind. It had always been there, dormant and quiet until touched by the black flame. Suddenly, the calm furnace blazed out of control,

the black flame appeared like a living creature.

from the black flame when it emerged before it

a long time. As soon as the black flame touched this allegedly top grade, priceless mysterious weapon -- the Hell Fire Sword, it melted instantly leaving a few drops

he saw the power of the black flame, and he wondered, 'What the hell is this black flame? How can it wreak

him.

the black flame sent the drops of iron to the cyan dragon on the wall of the

As Zen watched, he saw the dragon lift

the dragon's tail began emitting a green

Hell Fire

was seeing unfold in his mind

scale, and strength flooding

of the scale and Zen could feel the intense power as it

many, or even all of the dragon scales while the black flame devours more mysterious

the pieces together. His experience being forged in the fires of the

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

nine dragons carved into the great furnace left Zen wondering, how incredible his

his head around the fantastic idea. This was

how difficult it

the Hell Fire Sword was a topmost mysterious weapon and

Zen imagined how many it would take to light up thousands of them. 'Even if all the treasures

needed to analyze everything thoroughly and not

fire, as the golden whirlpools on his skin sucked in more lotus flames, and

scene. Unable to sense the presence of his Hell Fire Sword any more, he wondered if it had been merged into

into the furnace were dwindling, Evil Lan

he managed to create his spiritual weapon! Was it possible

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