Chapter 126
Author: Saliu Ibrahim
last update2025-07-26 22:36:09

In the midst of this intensive battlefield that had once been the proud Red Eastern Guild headquarters, two figures stood facing an opponent that seemed to have crawled out of nightmares themselves.

The double-headed dragon was standing firmly, one head staring at Ryomen and the other at Zhou.

One head bore eyes that burned with orange flames, while the other glowed with deep crimson, as red as blood. Both stared with predatory focus at their respective opponents.

Ryomen was in his transformed state—a massive skeletal undead, to be precise, with hollow eye sockets that seemed to contain endless darkness and long grey hair that flowed with the wind.

The transformation had elongated his size considerably. Where once stood a decently impressive-shaped human, now evolved a towering skeletal figure around eight feet in height.

Also on the battlefield was what appeared to be a panda—but calling it a regular panda would be like calling a tornado a gentle breeze. This was Zhou in his transfor
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