My mom is waiting for treatment, and you're summoning me to be a hero?

Mianmian's little mouth opened completely.

The size of her mouth was completely disproportionate to her body size.

At the same time, a terrifying suction force suddenly erupted from the hole.

The energy on the black curtain was torn and rattled, and the pebbles and dust in the air were the first to be swept in.

Next came the jade paperweight on the conference table, the shattered cups and saucers, and even the holy light crystals that had been inlaid on the wall for hundreds of years. They were all uprooted, somersaulted in the air, and disappeared into the bottomless vortex in her mouth.

Fentian was standing at the very front of the line, still wearing the same mocking expression he had just worn. Before he could even retract the smile from his lips, he was lifted off the ground by the suction force.

"Holy crap! What's going on?!"

By the time he realized what was happening, he was already beside Mianmian.

At this moment, only he could see that Mianmian's true form was not that cute little demon at all.

It was a giant spider whose size rivaled that of a dragon!

But he didn't have time to tell his compatriots behind him about this discovery.

He only managed to utter a cut-off "No—" before being swept into the vortex in Mianmian's mouth.

The sound stopped abruptly, as if an invisible hand had pressed the mute button.

The suction suddenly disappeared.

Mianmian closed her mouth, let out a small burp, and a wisp of dragon breath with a sulfurous smell escaped from the corner of her mouth, condensing into a faint golden smoke in the air.

She stuck out her little tongue and licked her lips, blinked her big, dark eyes, and then turned to look at the Golden Dragon Elders who were frozen in place in the hall, her eyes shining with the special light that comes with seeing food.

She wasn't full.

The laughter in the hall had completely disappeared.

"What the hell is this thing?"

Jin Gu took a step back, Cangya took two steps back, and the elders who had just been shouting to kill A Jin were now all silent.

"Ranged attacks! Attack her from range! Don't get close!"

Someone was the first to react, raising their hand to conjure a dragon-powered spear and throwing it forcefully at Mianmian.

The other elders seemed to awaken from a dream, and in an instant, various dragon-powered attacks converged on the palm-sized spider on the table from all directions.

Dragon flames, light spears, golden blades...

The attacks were as dense as a torrential downpour, exploding into dazzling bursts of light as they landed on the conference table.

Mianmian tilted her head, and her body suddenly became ethereal just as the attacks were about to touch her skin, turning into a wisp of elusive mixed elements.

All the attacks passed through her body, slamming into the wall behind her and creating a row of craters of varying depths, while she herself remained unharmed.

Clumps of mixed elements re-coalesced in the air into palm-sized spiders, which landed steadily back on the conference table, even stretching as they did so.

She had just been woken up by Yin Xue and hadn't fully warmed up yet.

"Elementalization!"

Lieyun cried out in shock, his voice trembling with disbelief.

"That's an innate ability! A talent that even top-tier monsters might be able to comprehend!"

"This...this guy...if he continues to grow stronger, he'll definitely become the next Demon King!"

"Where did Lin Mo find such a freak?!"

……

In fact, if it comes down to level, strength, and combat skills, Mianmian can't beat anyone.

But her fighting style has never been like that; she fights using the laws of nature.

Even Lin Mo didn't know how many of the Divine Guide abilities she had devoured and mastered.

After all, every time Lin Mo finished killing someone, he would let her choose the best corpse to eat.

In addition, there is the Devouring King's own Devouring Law.

In other words, these elders were facing the law of devouring and countless divinely bestowed abilities.

"Mmm, it's delicious. I'd like to have another one."

A soft, innocent voice rang out, as if she was still savoring the taste of Hong Lü's words.

Several elders immediately swallowed hard.

"Run!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Mianmian opened her mouth again.

……

Meanwhile, inside the black curtain.

There was no sound, no wind, no light, only pure, thick darkness.

The ground beneath my feet was made of some unknown material; it felt neither like stone nor like soil.

Lin Mo looked around, but could see nothing but endless darkness.

The only exception was "Honglu" standing not far in front of him... or rather, Auduin.

"Is this all you're capable of?"

Lin Mo's voice echoed in the darkness: "Seems to be of little use."

Auduin smiled.

He clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking, and looked down at his aging but rapidly growing stronger body, his tone full of smug satisfaction.

"Of course you don't feel anything. The real effect of the Death Arena is not to suppress you, but to nourish me. There is only one rule here: every life that dies here will permanently transfer its physical strength to me."

He looked up at Lin Mo, his dark golden pupils burning with two cold flames in the darkness.

"So far, the number of lives lost here has exceeded ten thousand, and my power will increase tenfold."

Lin Mo continued to stare at him coldly, without saying a word.

"You must be terrified."

Alduin read the meaning he wanted from Lin Mo's silence, snorted coldly, and his tone became increasingly arrogant.

"Plus, my dragon race already possesses formidable physical strength... do you think you still have a chance of winning?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his body began to swell.

Golden light emanated from his body; it was Hong Lü's own golden dragon bloodline burning.

However, the golden light was covered with dense black lines, which were the black dragon laws carried by Alduin's remnant soul eroding this body.

The two forces collided, tore apart, and merged within his body, each conflict causing his size to increase dramatically.

His bones emitted a thunderous thud, his muscles writhed violently beneath his scales, and his dragon tail burst forth from the end of his spine, creating a visible shockwave with a gentle slap in the air.

His body was tens of feet long, but he did not touch the edge of the Death Arena, which seemed to be infinitely large.

Before long, a giant dragon, which had never appeared on this continent before, coiled itself above the boundless dark arena.

The tips of his dragon scales were a dazzling gold, while the base was a thick, jet-black.

The two colors intertwine and interweave within the scale texture.

His dragon horns were enormous and twisted, with the upward curve of the tips extremely unnatural, as if even the direction of bone growth had been distorted by the laws of nature.

He lowered his head, his dark gold and black dragon eyes looking down at Lin Mo, who was as insignificant as an ant, from dozens of feet above. A ferocious smile appeared on his lips, and his voice was rough and deep.

"Boy, prepare to die!"

The dragon's claw slammed down on his head.

That claw, just the tip, was as tall as Lin Mo himself, carrying the oppressive power of the Black Dragon's laws and the bloodline power of the Golden Dragon, plus the physical strength of ten thousand dead souls.

The force of that claw was enough to tear the sky apart!

It quickly landed on Lin Mo's chest.

rub--!

The claws rubbed violently against Lin Mo's skin, producing a sharp, piercing metallic clang and sending up a dazzling shower of sparks.

Then came silence.

Lin Mo looked down at his chest, where a faint red mark remained on his skin where the dragon's claw had scratched him.

Then he nodded to himself, "Hmm, the strength is indeed impressive."