The damage caused by the flames was nothing compared to the pain inside the body. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

For Albert, death was just a luxury.

While the violent aura destroyed his soul, it was also constantly repairing his dilapidated body, which seemed to form some kind of balance, making it difficult for him to die silently. He didn't understand what he had done, and that Heaven had done him so unjustly. Before dying, let him endure this inhuman torment.

The endless pain made Albert feel hatred.

He hated fate, why did fate like to play tricks on him so much, constantly giving him hope and constantly making him desperate.

He hated his incompetence and had a strong body, but he couldn't gather his vitality. He has an extraordinary gift for magical powers, but he can't sense the elements.

At this moment, the violent aura in Albert's body and the monstrous hatred in his heart intertwined and fused. It was like encountering the flames of fire oil, and it intensified. In an instant, an incomparably powerful energy revived from Albert's body.

In the depths of the soul, layers of memories slowly peel away like onions.

Dragon, supreme. The most powerful race on the continent, none of them, is the absolute overlord.

The dragon is the king of all beings, the ultimate form of the evolution of life, and the species that tends to perfection. No, the so-called vitality is nothing more than the product of those who are physically weak to make up for their own shortcomings. Dragon scales are the highest level of armor, 10,000 times harder than steel. Dragon teeth and claws are the sharpest weapons, which can easily shred the so-called divine weapons.

Dragon, the king of all things. Not only living beings, but even the unruly elements must surrender to the dragon.

The dragon magic mastered by the dragon is the most powerful magic in the continent, and the word dragon not only represents a race, but also represents the ultimate of the demon path. It's not that he can't perceive the elements, it's that the elements are too afraid of him. Dragons don't need to sense the elements, they just enslave the elements and become the master of the elements.

The awakening power that welled up in Albert's body was constantly expanding, as if it was about to break him.

At the same time, his mind became more and more chaotic, and the massive amount of information gushing out of the depths of his soul made his spirit almost collapse.

At the moment when the bloodline awakened, Albert was invaded by violent emotions to the last shred of reason, and only endless killing intent was left in his heart. The power of the incomparably powerful dragon bloodline is not yet something that a sixteen-year-old boy can control.

The killing intent in Albert's heart was constantly climbing and increasing.

He raised his head and raised his head to the sky to let out the sound of a dragon's groan, and the dragon bloodline in his body was completely stimulated at this moment.

At this moment, the furious fire elemental in the air also came alive.

As if guided and driven, the fire elementals of Buffia's imperial capital all gathered in the sky. Even the stoves, furnaces, and candle flames were no exception, and they flocked to the sky.

"God, what happened?" saw the flames in the stove suddenly overturn the rice pot and rise into the sky, and the woman who was cooking the rice screamed.

"What's going on!" roared the fire mage who was dueling, horrified to find that he couldn't communicate with the elements. To be exact, there is not a trace of fire in the air.

As the fire elemental flowed, the sky formed a huge red vortex that covered the entire Buffia Imperial Capital, illuminating it into a fiery red world. The sky was distorted by the flames, like an apocalyptic vision.

And the center of the flame vortex is the imperial capital execution ground.

Albert, to be exact.

"What's that? Who's casting the spell, or is it the wrath of the gods?"

"What the hell is going on? How can there be such a big movement? Why is the sky full of flames? Is it the sun god punishing mortals for their sins?"

"Great and merciful Sun God, forgive us our sins and do not send calamity. ”

Buffia is boiling-

Frightened by this apocalyptic scene, the inhabitants fell to their knees and prayed to the heavens.

At the same time, several powerhouses raised their heads and looked in the direction of the imperial capital of Buffia.

"Is that you? son of the dragon. The middle-aged man with a touch of unruliness between his eyebrows stood with his hands in his hands, looking up at the sky.

"Dragons, it's been 10,000 years, I've been waiting too long. A teardrop flowed from the corner of the eyes of the graceful and luxurious, alluring country and city-captivating female banshee.

"Little one, you're finally awake. The beautiful female elf in a gorgeous robe walked slowly out of the tree tower, staring at the dark red scales in her hand, stunned.

The flames at the center of the vortex rushed towards Albert, connecting the heavens and the earth like a tornado.

The scorching flames poured into the body frantically along the pores and facial features. Albert roared and broke the chains on his body. Seeing this, the people at the execution site scattered and fled like frightened birds. However, there were too many people at the execution site, people pushed each other, and the scene was chaotic, and it was impossible to maintain order with only 100 or so guards at the execution ground.

What's more, dozens of timid guards had already sneaked away in the crowd.

Albert stood in the middle of the field, closed his eyes, and remained motionless. With the continuous influx of fire elementals, his body began to undergo abnormal changes.

In an instant, in the center of the chest, an almost transparent blood-red scale came out of the body, as if a dazzling ruby was inlaid on the chest.

At the same time, his height skyrocketed to two meters in an instant, and the incomparably hard dark red dragon scales covered his entire body, like armor. Hands and feet turned into razor-sharp dragon claws, which shimmered with a terrifying chill. Two small meat buns bulged out on his forehead, and then swelled dozens of centimeters, turning into a pair of dragon horns that snaked backwards and were terrifying. The shoulder blades extend out of the body, turning into a pair of dark red dragon wings with a wingspan of nearly five meters. A dragon's tail, nearly two meters long, like a steel whip, grows along the tailbone.

Albert was surrounded by scorching flames, like the mythical god of death who was responsible for overhauling the undead, and like the legendary fire demon who was dedicated to destruction.

The vortex of flames grew smaller and smaller, and when the last wisps of fire elemental had penetrated into his body, Albert opened his eyes. However, the inky eyes were gone, replaced by scarlet eyes.

His eyes glowed with fire, like two passages to purgatory, which made people shudder.

His expression was extremely cold, like a dead netherworld, cold and piercing.

"Roar!"

Albert roared in the sky, and the dragon's chant resounded through the imperial capital of Buffia.

The scorching dragon flame erupted from his mouth, connecting the heavens and the earth. Everywhere it went, the air twisted so much that it seemed to melt the heavens. After the flames dissipated, a violent, bloodthirsty, and oppressive aura diffused and enveloped the entire execution ground. Albert stared at the guards and the fleeing civilians, his scarlet eyes regaining a hint of clarity and showing a look of pain. Although his sanity has fallen, the last vestiges of humanity are still struggling to resist the erosion of murderous intent.

The Dragon Clan has a record that if you can't control the power of your bloodline, you'll become a bloodthirsty dragon. Albert didn't want to sink there, he didn't want to hurt anyone, and he didn't want to be a walking dead who only knew how to kill. He held his head in his hands, screamed in pain, forcibly suppressed the restlessness in his heart, vibrated his wings and flew into the distance.

In the end, human nature still suppressed the killing intent in his heart.

"Look!"

"What's that?"

"What do I see above the sun god?"

Millions of people looked up at the sky and looked at Albert as he flew away, and the same thought flashed through their hearts.

Antelope horns, bat wings, scarlet eyes, and flames. Albert's appearance at this time was exactly the same as the demon described in the classics.

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The main hall of the Royal Palace of Buffia.

On the throne, the old man in a yellow robe looked down on the ministers.

After learning that the death row prisoner had escaped from the execution ground as a devil and caused such a great panic in the imperial capital of Buffia, the Emperor Buffia was not angry, but his face was overjoyed.

For decades, due to the escalation of the conflict between the Terrans and the Orcs, a great war broke out between the two races. The Bafia Empire, located in the eastern part of the Pampas Plain bordering the orc land, inevitably became the front line of the war. As a result, the prestige of the Buffia royal family has deteriorated and has fallen to the bottom. Now's a godsend for your prestige. As long as you kill the death row prisoner who has turned into a demon, you can use this to build momentum and restore the dignity of the royal family.

"This is really the favor of the sun god, God bless Buffia. Emperor Buffia looked through the open door of the temple at the still reddened sky, and his frowning brow was finally stretched at this moment.

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Just as Albert was about to fly away from the imperial capital, he was surrounded by an uninvited group of guests.

Albert roared, trying to knock the man back in front of him, but to no avail. He endured the rapidly rising killing intent while thinking with what little sanity he had left.

The leader was dressed in well-made gilded plate armor, held a golden sword, and rode a king-rank magical beast that was larger than an elephant, the golden-headed griffin. Behind him were a hundred knights wearing silver-plated chain armor and armed with spears, and white-headed griffons, a gold-rank nine-star demonic beast the size of a buffalo.

They all wore a uniform gold coat of arms on their chests, carved with cornflowers and swords.

Cornflower is the surname of the royal family of Bagfia and represents royalty. The sword is obvious, and it is a symbol of force everywhere.

Albert studied at Barfia's Academy of Magic for three years, and although he did not become a magician, he gained enough knowledge. He quickly recognized the origin of the coat of arms, the coat of arms of the Royal Knights. There are ten Royal Knights, and they are the strongest force in the Bafia Empire. Although there are only 100 knights in each knight order, each of them is a strong man who can dominate one side, and the ten knight captains are even more super-strong.

"Roar!" Albert tried to explain to the crowd, but after taking on the dragon form, the structure of his mouth also changed, and as soon as the words reached his mouth, he immediately became a heaven-shattering dragon groan.

Albert's actions were misinterpreted by the Royal Knights as a provocation, and the various sabre-rattlings were on edge. Of course, even if Albert did explain something, they wouldn't listen, let alone want to. The knights only wanted to kill the creatures in front of them in order to make a name for themselves, and they didn't care if the other party was really a demon or not.