god of tomorrow

As the bloody feast began, his flesh and severed claws fused together, and the bloody and domineering dark red energy instantly swept through his limbs and bones, causing him to gradually become monstrous and human-like.

Rupert felt a terrifying power surging through his body, enough to tear the heavens apart. He groaned contentedly, greedily enjoying the ever-growing torrent of energy. Completely unaware that his human body was collapsing and rapidly reassembling, reverting to its original form of severed claws.

Click!

Kara-la-la————

A series of teeth-grinding cracking sounds suddenly rang out. Rupert's body, which was about 1.8 meters tall, was forced to grow by a pair of invisible hands. His spine grew taller and taller, and his muscle fibers tore and multiplied wildly as if they were alive.

The red and black robes he wore held on for a moment before finally bursting apart, turning into strips of cloth that barely covered his body.

The black and red robes have tough runes that ensure Rupert's movements are not restricted by the clothing, and the clothing will not be damaged by the internal explosive force. It is one of the most basic runes of clothing-type magical artifacts.

However, this robe was designed for humans, not monsters. Three meters was far too large, exceeding the maximum stretch of the tough rune. A perfectly good magical artifact was torn apart on the spot, beyond repair.

Fortunately, even tattered clothes are still clothes. They were tucked around his waist and hips to cover his enormous size, so they didn't bother Gao Wen.

Dawn won't be discouraged, not because he's so Dior, but because he's not that boring and won't pay attention to weird things.

The eerie feast continued as countless scarlet buds emerged from Rupert's pores, intertwining and pressing against each other, quickly hardening into scales that gleamed with a cold metallic sheen.

When the feast finally subsided, Rupert, with his seemingly refined but scoundrel-like face, completely disappeared, replaced by a three-meter-tall, scaled monster!

Its head was enormous and ferocious, its jaw stretched to its ears, its mouth full of sharp teeth, and its hands and feet had sharp claws. It stood tall, like a small mountain covered in scales, with thick limbs and exaggeratedly bulging muscles, full of destructive explosive power.

Lizard people!

Gawain recalled a defeated Man, whose main adversary was the Lizardman.

The AI ​​assistant disagrees. There are legends of dragons on the universal continent. Although no one has ever seen one, the earliest texts of universal theology clearly record that there was once a dragon that destroyed the world.

Respect objective facts and stop using lizards so readily. The monster Rupert transforms into should be a dragon-man or a half-dragon-man.

Furthermore, the severed claw on the altar is not the remains of a demon god at all, and has nothing to do with hell. It should be a descendant of dragon blood, or a derivative of dragon blood.

Dragons, well, their XP is very wild, they always like to do some weird and wonderful things, so it's not surprising that they give birth to all sorts of things.

The AI ​​assistant analyzed a lot based on the classic texts, and Gawain said he thought so too. He cast a curious look at Rupert, "Hell magic can transform... can it turn back?"

If not, just bring it to the coffee table.

On the universal continent, those unfortunate souls whose flesh mutated due to the failure of the Chaos Sacrifice are all called monsters.

Rupert was unaware of all this; he had lost the ability to think, his mind overwhelmed by a powerful force. His scarlet eyes, devoid of any intelligence, locked onto Dawn, and a deep, metallic growl escaped from the depths of his throat.

"Roar--!!"

Simply put, Dawn is nearby.

Dawn's expression changed drastically. Due to his limited mobility, he only saw a blurry figure flash by, followed by a gust of foul wind and his entire head being enveloped in a damp, dark aura.

Click!

Rupert took a bite, his sharp teeth clashing, but he got nothing.

Gawain activated his Shadow Flash, transforming into a golden light as he sped across the ground. At the critical moment, he saved Dawn, who was in dire straits. After rushing hundreds of meters away, he left Dawn aside, picked up the Door Panel Sword, and returned the way he came.

"roar---!!"

"Why are you yelling so loudly? The neighbors have to go to work tomorrow!"

A lizard is a lizard. If you don't have wings, don't pretend to be a dragon. You like to roar so much, take this!

The flash of light propelled Gawain to his peak speed, his entire weight concentrated on the sword's edge, roaring as it scraped against the air, coating the golden surface with a layer of red light. Before the magic descending from the sky even landed, terrifying pressure crushed down, a torrent of energy shattering the cracks in the ground, exploding and spreading fissures rapidly.

Bang!

The cyclone spread, and dust waves crashed in all directions.

In the crater, Rupert caught the door panel sword with one hand. Although his legs sank into the ground up to his knees, he did not dodge and took the blow head-on.

"..."

Gao Wen: ∑(OωO;)

Sorry to bother you!

"Dear host, Rupert's current strength attribute is very likely to have broken through four digits..."

"Shut up, don't dampen my fighting spirit, give me some good news!"

"A very powerful force, obtained by sacrificing one's intelligence."

"Isn't there any better news?"

Gawain thought to himself, "What's the use of a system?" He used all his strength to try and take back the door-mounted sword, but the effect was mediocre. Rupert casually tossed him aside, causing him to lose his balance and fall to the ground in a sorry state. Helpless, he gave up on the door-mounted sword.

The lizardman gets new equipment; what looks like a door panel to an ordinary person becomes a kitchen knife in his hands.

Rupert, who had absolutely no intelligence, tried on his new outfit and waved the kitchen knife with the same happy look as a three-meter-tall child who had just received a new toy.

There are cows here!

Gawain was furious and switched to an assassin's dagger, circling Rupert around.

A flash of golden light, sixteen strikes in a single second.

Good news: It can break through defenses; the new, tender scales are soft and not as hard as they look.

Bad news: Master Gao's gua sha skills are mediocre, and Rupert showed no reaction whatsoever.

What's the point of fighting?!

Gawain flashed in front of Dawn: "Boss has transformed. Do you have any special moves, like raising your hands high and smashing down a sun or something?"

I vaguely remember this move being called Gaia Spirit Bomb!

Gawain, having lost his weapon, instinctively asked Dawn if he had one, since they had just teamed up and it was better to rely on some kind of cheat code than on some so-called bond.

Dawn won't open it, but he will!

"..."

Dawn fell silent.

He does indeed have a trump card up his sleeve: he can transform into a giant of light. However, this is a closely guarded secret of the Church of Dawn, and it involves too many complexities. Moreover, he himself strongly opposes it, so he would avoid using it if possible.

Of course, if Gao Wen insisted, he could grit his teeth and do it.

"Never mind if you don't have it."

Seeing that Dawn remained silent, Gawain sheathed his assassin's dagger, took out the Ferryman from his pocket, and said solemnly, "Don't tell anyone what happened next. Just pretend you didn't see anything, or I'll storm into the girls' dormitory and pose your knight master in 108 different ways."

Oh, aren't we colleagues?

Besides, she's Hervy's older sister!

Dawn suppressed his speechlessness and stared intently at Gawain, curious about what kind of comeback the latter had up his sleeve.

If he fails to flip the page, it will be his turn to reveal the secret. Since they both hold each other's secrets, it's fair and just, so Gawain shouldn't make things difficult for Lily.

boom!

Under Dawn's gaze, Gawain took a deep breath, and a rich life force burst forth from his body.

The next second, Gawain unleashed some kind of magic, and his entire body transformed into a mass of disintegrating black mud, instantly merging into the shadow beneath his feet.

When he reappeared, Gawain had already entered Rupert's shadow.

The dark, shadowy mass rose from the ground, coiling around Rupert's body and moving swiftly before pulling the trigger at his back. The bullet pierced through the scales, penetrated layers of tough muscle tissue, and exploded in a spray of blood at his heart.

Rupert roared in pain, raising his hands to grab a shadowy mass above his head.

The shadow vanished in an instant, returning to Rupert's shadow, where a thin, limp arm extended upwards from the ground, spitting out the Ferryman to press against Rupert's chest.

boom!

The trigger was pulled, a gunshot rang out, and Rupert became a clear-headed man.

"Roar roar roar—"

Rupert clasped his hands together, gripping the shadow in front of him tightly.

Light and shadow cannot be grasped. The moment Rupert clenched his fingers, the darkness created in his palm became the new birthplace of shadows. A black arm emerged from between his fingers, spitting out the ferryman hidden within the shadows.

The gun barrel was pressed against the scarlet eyeball. With the sound of the gunshot, the bullet pierced the vitreous humor, turning the brain, devoid of any intelligence, into a complete mess.

boom!

The three-meter-tall body fell backward to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Dawn: (д)??

Dawn was so shocked his eyes almost popped out.

At this moment, he had to admit that Herwi's vision was far superior to his, and that the Gauss he knew was far inferior to Gawain.

Curious, did Hervy know that Gawain possessed such powerful magic?

The shadow rose from beside Rupert, transforming back into Gawain, his face somewhat pale, a consequence of excessive magic consumption.

The Shadow Jump perfectly demonstrated the unpredictability and indefensibility of magic. Before it, there was Vansen, who wielded the Seven-Colored Gem and had maxed-out defense mechanisms, and now there was Rupert, who mastered hell magic and had maxed-out basic stats. Both were no match for the Shadow Jump.

The only downside is that it consumes a lot of mana!

If it weren't for the life essence that the golden blood had imbued it with, allowing Gawain to briefly unleash his power, it would be difficult for him to maintain continuous use of Shadow Leap with his current magic reserves.

"Two shots to the chest and one to the head, even a god would shake his head."

Once Gawain was certain Rupert was truly dead, he silently added to his mind—see you in the underworld!

Next comes the much-anticipated corpse-looting segment.

With the corpse master right before him, the adventurer Gauss, upholding the fine traditions of his predecessors, stripped off his tattered black and red robes.

This discovery gave Rupert, who had five legs, a huge fright.

"Whoa, what is this thing? Is it a lizardman or a centaur?"

The visual impact was so strong that Gao Wen was startled and retreated repeatedly, feeling a sense of relief.

Luckily, I didn't crawl into Rupert's crotch just now, otherwise, if I had been hit on the head with a club, I would have been traumatized for the rest of my life.

"Gawain, is this the chaos magic you've mastered?"

Dawn limped over to Gawain, but after only a couple of steps he was out of breath and plopped down on the ground.

"You noticed that? You have good taste, young man!"