Chapter 49: Evolution

Chapter 49: Chapter 49: Evolution

Before Krono left, the sky above the upper district turned a boiling, apocalyptic crimson.

Roarrrr!

​The terrified crowd screamed as a shadow the size of a mountain completely blotted out the moon. The gravity in the entire city seemed to double.

​"Roar! Where is my son!" Baron Arklong roared.

​His voice was a massive physical shockwave that shattered every glass window for a mile. He crashed into the street, his massive, one hundred meter tall Vermilion Dragon form crushing entire weapon shops beneath his fiery claws.

​Krono stood unafraid in the center of the ruined street, looking up at the towering beast.

​"If you are looking for Malakor, you are about three seconds too late. But I will admit, his bloodline was incredibly weak."

​"You!" The Baron shrieked, his massive yellow eyes locking onto the tiny green dragonoot.

​The giant dragon sniffed the air, and his colossal pupils shrank in horror.

​"You ate him! You devoured my only heir!" the Baron cried out in absolute despair.

​"Yss He was very crunchy," Krono laughed loudly. "He screamed for you right before I snapped his neck."

​"ROARRR! I will burn your soul into absolute nothingness! I will turn this entire district into a sea of Fire!"

​The giant dragon opened his cavernous jaws, gathering a blinding sphere of ancient vermilion fire.

​"You talk way too much for a giant lizard," Krono sighed.

​Krono did not bother charging a magic spell. He simply bent his knees.

Whoosh!

​With his Strength sitting at an apocalyptic 2,500 points, Krono launched himself straight up like a cannonball.

The ground beneath his feet completely cratered, sending massive chunks of rock flying into the screaming crowd.

​Krono’s tiny fist connected directly with the underside of the massive dragon’s jaw just as the fire was about to release.

Boooom!

​The physical impact was catastrophic.

​The dragon’s jaw violently slammed shut, causing the massive fireball to explode entirely inside its own mouth.

​"Grahhhhh!" The Baron choked on his own flames, his massive head violently snapping backward.

​Krono did not stop. He landed on the dragon’s massive snout and sprinted directly up the bridge of its colossal nose.

​"Is this the true might of a noble? Is this the terrifying power of the Arklong family?" Krono mocked ruthlessly.

​Krono slammed his bare fist directly between the Baron’s gigantic yellow eyes.

Buzzz!

​Crack!

The supposedly impenetrable ancient scales cracked like fragile glass.

The hundred meter tall beast was physically forced backward, its massive tail crushing a row of luxury mansions as it completely lost its balance.

The Baron stood on his four paws, bleeding from all over his belly. His eyes were in disbelief.

​"How do you possess such physical strength! You are just a tiny human! You do not even possess a dragon bloodline.!"

​"Look closely at my arm, Baron," Krono smiled, rolling up his sleeve to reveal the fiery red scales covering his skin.

​"That is my ancestral blood! You stole our sacred lineage!" " the Baron screamed in madness.

​"And I used it much better than you ever did," Krono replied calmly.

Woosh!

​Krono suddenly leaped high into the air.

Buzz!

Then he dropped down like a meteor, driving his heel directly into the dragon’s skull.

The massive beast crashed heavily to the ground, causing a localized earthquake.

BOOOM!

​Krono stood on the dragon’s snout and simply began to punch.

​Left. Right. Left. Right.

After 5 minutes, the battered Vermilion dragon lay ruined at the bottom of the deep crater.

Baron Arklong was barely breathing.

His colossal chest heaved with weak, pathetic gasps.

Krono stood over the fallen lord, his crimson eyes glowing with an insatiable hunger. He extended his right hand toward the bleeding behemoth. The final words left his lips like a divine death sentence.

​"Omni Devourer."

​The shadows beneath Krono expanded violently. A raging tempest of pitch black mist erupted into the ruined street.

Buzzz!

The dark vortex buzzed forward, wrapping tightly around the towering beast.

Arklong tried to scream for mercy, but the invasive fog forced its way aggressively down his throat.

The horrifying sounds of crushing bones, dissolving flesh, and evaporating blood echoed across the eerily silent city.

Thousands of tons of premium dragon mass were forcefully condensed, refined, and pulled directly into the small, scaly body of the victor.

​Ding.

​[ Target Devoured: Noble Vermilion Dragon ]

​[ Strength increased drastically . ]

​[ Vitality increased drastically. ]

​[ Pure Vermilion Dragon Bloodline extracted. ]

​[ Assimilation complete. ]

​[ Host has accumulated sufficient primordial energy. ]

​[ Evolutionary threshold breached. Initiating forced maturation process. ]

​The black mist retreated, leaving absolutely nothing behind. The mighty Baron had been erased from reality.

​Suddenly, Krono collapsed to his knees.

Buzzz!

From his core, a blinding pillar of crimson and silver light erupted upward, piercing the dark clouds hovering above the upper district.

The raw heat radiating from his skin instantly vaporized the surrounding rubble, turning the crushed stone into floating ash.

​His green scales began to crack and peel away like dry parchment. The juvenile, monstrous dragonoot frame shattered entirely from the inside out. In its place, a completely new anatomy forged itself within the blinding light.

His bones snapped, lengthened, and thickened with agonizing speed. Muscles tore apart and stitched themselves back together, growing infinitely denser and exponentially more powerful.

The youthful proportions vanished forever, replaced rapidly by the towering stature of a fully matured adult.

​When the blinding pillar of light finally faded, the entity standing in the crater was no longer a tiny human.

Krono stepped forward in his awakened human form.

He stood over six feet and four inches tall, possessing a physical presence that commanded submission.

​His skin was no longer covered in rough reptilian armor. Instead, it was utterly flawless, possessing a pale, smooth complexion that closely resembled carved alabaster. Yet, beneath that pristine surface hid an apocalyptic density. Every single muscle group was sculpted to aesthetic and geometric perfection.

His broad, imposing shoulders cascaded down into a narrow, incredibly defined waist.

His chest and abdomen were chiseled like the marble statues of ancient war gods, radiating a terrifying, coiled power.

The musculature was not overly bulky or grotesque. It was beautifully streamlined, elegantly proportioned, and built exclusively for maximum lethality.

​Long, silken black hair flowed down past his broad shoulders, shifting slightly in the hot wind. His facial features were breathtakingly sharp and aristocratic. High cheekbones, a perfectly straight jawline, and a calm, indifferent expression gave him the appearance of a dark deity descending upon the mortal realm.

​However, the most striking feature remained his gaze. His eyes were no longer just glowing red. His irises now contained a swirling galaxy of silver starlight mixed intimately with burning vermilion fire.

Just making eye contact with him felt like staring directly into the heart of a supernova.

​The physical perfection of his newly evolved body made the surrounding royal guards drop to their knees in pure, instinctual terror.

Krono looked down at his flawless, pale hands, slowly flexing his long, elegant fingers.

"Now that’s a befitting body of my age. I think I like it."