บท 113: Chapter 107 Nesario's Fury

Boom!

A berserk power rapidly swelled inside Mo Fei, breaking the seal, tearing his flesh, and warping his form. His body instantly ballooned to the size of a small mountain. Dragon Scales covered his skin, and gigantic dragon wings that could shroud the sky grew from his back. His dragon eyes blazed like hellfire, and his dragon horns struck the clouds like towering spires.

The transformation was so swift, so violent, and so direct that in that instant, Mo Fei felt as if he was being torn apart, a sensation both gruesome and excruciatingly painful.

However, it wasn't long before he adapted to the body of the Black Dragon King and felt the safeguarding power of the earth coursing through him. The pain dispersed, replaced by an overwhelming sense of joy from possessing limitless power.

"So much power!" muttered Mo Fei—or rather, Deathwing—with a sense of unbridled relief and ecstasy surging in his heart.