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In Victor's procrastination, the demon's shadow gradually becomes thin, as if it could dissipate into the air at any moment.
The demon's eyes, once filled with greed and desire, now only show despair and unwillingness.
"No! Quickly! Get me out!" The demon's voice echoed in Victor's mind, carrying a hint of pleading and threat, "I will give you unimaginable wealth, power..."
However, the demon's power has greatly weakened and can no longer control Victor.
Victor suddenly broke free from the invisible shackles, fell to the ground, gasping for breath, with a determined look in his eyes.
"Hoo... hoo..."
Victor didn't say a word, just watched silently as the demon in front of him struggled frantically in the flames of Dragon's breath, emitting a piercing wail.
"You... you will regret this..."
The demon left these words in its final struggle, then disappeared completely into the flames.
As the demon disappeared, the arm filled with evil power was now devoid of flesh, leaving only bone as white as jade. The raging Dragon's Breath fire, with no flesh to burn, now only clung to a thin layer, as if it could extinguish at any moment.
Victor struggled to stand up, looking at the dying flame, feeling a sense of relief in his heart.
"That was really close just now! I almost lost my life." He muttered to himself, "It's a good thing my willpower is strong enough, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to hold on."
Recalling the recent encounter, even someone as patient as Victor couldn't help but burst out in anger.
"What Dragon Clan Heritage? They keep boasting about it every day, but when it comes to finding something useful, it's nowhere to be found."
"99% of things are garbage, and everything is stuffed into it."
But Victor found the reason for his uncontrollable behavior in the Dragon Clan Heritage - that demon is the Primeval Demon, containing the power of the world's origin within its body.
As long as it is killed by someone, he can live forever in a world.
The only downside is:
When the world it is bound to is destroyed, it will also perish.
However, the worlds generally bound by demons are abysses. As a world that is on par with Heavenly Mountain, no creature knows when the abyss was born, and no one knows when it will be destroyed.
Perhaps they will continue to exist as the dark side of the universe.
With such immense power, if he doesn't restrain himself during ordinary times, just a glance from him would cause an explosion.
"This kind of existence, even when separated from its original form, is still under the restraint of a suppressing force. A casually spoken word can render me powerless to resist."
"It's really too strong!"
Victor stood on the ruins, feeling a surge of fear in his heart, wanting to escape this ominous place.
However, just as he was about to leave, his eyes were inexplicably drawn to a detail on the demon's arm.
At the withered thumb of the demon, Victor found a tiny speck of flesh, so small that even flies would disdain it.
But in Victor's eyes, it was like an oasis in the desert, particularly conspicuous.
Victor's heartbeat quickened, and the previously calm emotions were ignited once again.
That piece of minced meat, small yet full of endless temptation, because it is the flesh and blood of the Primeval Demon.
"As long as I swallow it, my strength... my strength will experience an explosive surge?"
Victor stared at the minced meat, a difficult-to-restrain desire surging within him.
"Even if I can't directly compete with Roger, his Source power will bring unimaginable help to my future strength."
"It can even help me save half the time to reach source level."
"As long as, as long as, I swallow that insignificant piece of meat."
"Seeking wealth and danger, this may be the greatest opportunity of my life!" Victor muttered softly, his voice filled with determination and madness.
He took a deep breath and approached slowly, every step cautious, afraid of disturbing some unknown danger. When he finally reached the demon's arm, he reached out, trembling, and extended the dragon claw towards the flesh. Just as Victor's fingers were about to touch the demon flesh, his soul suddenly trembled.
"What's going on?"
Victor woke up from a daze just now.
"How did I end up back here again?"
Victor vaguely remembered planning to leave here, how did he end up back again.
It seems that I glanced over here.
And then, I ended up here.
Is this the terror of Primeval Demon? Victor didn't dare to stay here for another second and immediately left.
I don't want to stop for a moment.
Victor's figure gradually receded into the distance, and the fiery red wasteland returned to silence. However, in this quietness, a subtle and imperceptible fluctuation quietly arose.
On the demon's arm, a faint shadow gradually condensed into form, it was the same demon who had confronted Victor before. Although his figure was illusory, he stood firm.
The demon was not destroyed by the scorching flames of the Dragon's breath, only temporarily concealed its form.
He gazed quietly in the direction Victor had gone, a hint of playful curve at the corner of his mouth.
"I didn't expect this Little Dragon to have such a strong willpower. It's truly impressive," the demon's voice was deep and hoarse, but without a hint of resentment or mockery.
He did not feel discouraged for failing to possess Victor, instead, he laughed heartily, his laughter filled with arrogance and conceit.
"Can you control your own inner self and resist my temptation, but can you guarantee that other monsters can do the same?" The demon's laughter gradually subsided, with a hint of cunning in his eyes.
He had already set his sights on the other powerful monsters in this forest.
Among them, the figure of a Volcanic giant bear emerged in his mind. Although the giant bear had a simple and honest nature, it possessed astonishing strength. If he could possess it, it would surely bring him immense power.
The demon's eyes gleamed with greed, and his figure gradually disappeared, leaving behind only a tiny bit of source level flesh that was enough to drive all the monsters crazy.
Victor curled up in the dark cave, the air inside filled with a faint smell of blood, the only trace left by The original cave owner. He licked his lips, a hint of fierceness flashing in his eyes.
"Damn, why is even my mother's private domain so dangerous?" Victor cursed under his breath, his voice echoing in the empty cave.
He looked up at the cave ceiling, his eyes filled with confusion and unwillingness.
"Can I still grow up smoothly? I haven't dated or had a girlfriend yet."
The Dragon Clan is the most elite race in both the multiverse and the various heavenly worlds.
They are born with immense power, possessing golden-level strength from birth, and are capable of becoming legendary strong individuals in adulthood.
However, despite their strength, the survival rate of dragons is a pitiful 50%.
"No, I can't die like this. I must survive and become the true Dragon God, ruling over the world!" Victor clenched his fists tightly, his voice filled with determination.
To become stronger than other creatures, I can only focus on my own talent, "The Body of the Dragon God."
Thinking of this, Victor turned his attention to the monsters outside the cave.
The private world established by Mother of Dragons not only raises monsters that taste good, but also provides top-notch nourishment for the body.
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