I love you, brother, but you, the evil god, must fall into good.

Obviously...

I am the one who is possessed by misfortune!

As it turned out, the night doctor on the other side was even less human than himself!

boom!!!

The only response he received was the ceaseless roar of crimson dragon breath.

The entire center of the arena was completely transformed into a sea of ​​crimson fire.

He Tao could only keep swinging his knife.

One!

Two!

Three!

The grayish-white [Severing Force] strikes continued to be unleashed, but each strike could only barely weaken the dragon's breath by a tiny bit.

It's impossible to split it completely.

Just then, a sound like glass being jammed rang out from within the wooden Nuo mask for the first time.

"……Walk."

He Tao's body trembled.

"What?"

The voice came again, even more urgent than before.

"Run! Don't fight him!!"

"Run!!"

He Tao's pupils suddenly contracted.

This is the first time that [Cracked Nuo Mask] has actively urged itself.

And... he was actually afraid?

"impossible!"

He Tao roared inwardly.

"You're a calamity! What are you afraid of?! Besides, we're at the late first stage! We're a small realm higher than him! Our mental strength will eventually wear him down..."

The cracked Nuo masked demon was silent for a moment, then its voice took on an unprecedented solemnity.

"Human... is not a normal night doctor; his body... is constantly undergoing mutations."

"But it's not out of control; it's actively managing the mutation."

"This kind of madman...is more dangerous than a calamity!"

Meanwhile, Lynn's smile grew wider as he watched the system notifications pop up.

[The player has consumed a high-quality Tier 1 hematopoietic potion.]

[Blood recovery speed is increased.]

[Dragon's Breath fuel is currently plentiful.]

[The player has consumed a high-quality Tier 1 Mental Calming Potion.]

[Mental fluctuations have subsided.]

[The player has consumed a high-quality Tier 1 recovery potion.]

[The body's workload has been reduced.]

A series of notifications kept refreshing, and Lynn nodded in satisfaction.

"As expected of medicine made after reaching the maximum level, the quality is indeed high."

He even had the leisure to make a comment.

"It just takes up a few points."

As he spoke, he casually pulled a bottle of medicine out of his pocket.

Gurgle.

Drink it down in one gulp.

The entire audience: "...?!"

No.

How come you still have medicine?!

In the audience, a teacher's lips twitched violently.

How many bottles of medicine did he have in his pocket?

The pharmacist next to him looked utterly bewildered.

"The key point isn't the quantity, the key point is... these drugs were all made by him, so it's not considered a violation."

"And the quality... is at least excellent."

Upon hearing this, the teachers around him all gasped in shock.

Senior year of high school...

So they can refine high-quality potions? When did the bar for becoming a night doctor become so high?

On the other side, system notifications started flooding the screen again.

[Shock from the audience, points +36!]

[Shocked by the students, +58 points!]

[Shocking news from the pharmacist: Points +127!]

[The fear from the Cracked Nuo Mask Demon, points +399!]

Lynn paused slightly upon seeing the last message.

"Um?"

"Can calamities also award points?"

The next second, his eyes lit up instantly.

He stared intently at the cracked Nuo mask on He Tao's face.

The gaze grew increasingly intense, as if it were upon a gold mine that could walk on its own.

The moment He Tao met those eyes, his scalp tingled with fear.

"What are you doing?!"

Instinctively, the grayish-white blade of light slashed out, but was shattered by the dragon's breath.

Simultaneously.

The center of the arena did not return to calm; instead, it seemed to have been completely occupied by some living thing.

Lynn's right arm... no, it can no longer be called an arm.

It was a flesh and blood structure that was constantly expanding, wriggling, and reconstructing.

The bones stretched and creaked inside, as if being forcibly pried apart and then reassembled by some unseen giant hand.

Muscle fibers proliferate layer by layer, intertwining to form patterns that are not part of human anatomy.

The skin had already been torn apart, yet it was constantly covered and healed by newly formed tissue, only to be torn apart again.

The strangest thing is the dragon head.

It is not a head in the literal sense, but more like a concept that grows out of the depths of flesh and blood.

It has no fixed skeleton, yet it can maintain its shape.

There are no real eyes, but red holes resembling pupils are vaguely visible in the gaps of the torn tissue.

"Roar roar roar..."

In the stands, some people had already subconsciously taken a step back.

"This...this is the Night Doctor's medicine?"

He swallowed his words before he could finish, because the long, fleshy dragon had already moved.

Whoosh!

The dragon's body did not completely detach from Lynn's right arm, but rather swung along Lynn's shoulder blade like a living organ parasitizing a human body.

next second.

boom!

A dragon of flesh and blood swept across suddenly, crushing everything with the most primal physical power!

Lynn never expected to get to experience the feeling of numerical values!

He Tao had just regained his footing and hadn't even had time to straighten up when he was struck head-on by the dragon's head.

boom--! ! !

The ground instantly exploded with fan-shaped cracks, and he was swept away like a cannonball, tumbling several times in the air before barely managing to stop himself by planting his broken blade into the ground.

Another crack appeared on the wooden Nuo mask.

The gray miasma surged wildly, as if it were angrily repairing its host.

However, Lynn's movements clearly faltered after that attack.

His breathing became erratic.

No! It's not just breathing; the entire body's blood circulation is being forcibly accelerated.

The hematopoietic agent was operating at full speed, producing new blood that was immediately drawn away and injected into the long, fleshy dragon.

A primal pain exploded from the depths of my bone marrow.

It feels like someone is constantly releasing water from inside your body and then forcibly replenishing it.

His consciousness was bombarded by wave after wave, and he even saw a brief white noise before his eyes.

But at the same time!

A certain boundary was forcibly torn open.

[Player detected to be in a state of high health overload!]

[Passive trigger via extreme path: Breaking the limiter]

"Awesome!"

Lynn gritted his teeth, and the flesh on his right arm swelled up again.

"...Not enough."

The long, fleshy dragon emitted a low, rumbling sound, as if in response.

He took a step, and the ground collapsed.

The flesh-and-blood dragon lunged out again, this time not with a simple lash, but by directly entangling the target!

boom!

The moment the dragon's body coiled around He Tao, the entire arena seemed to be locked up by a living giant python.

The sound of bones squeezing could be clearly heard.

He Tao roared, and Fu Duan Xingjun's gray-white blade light erupted wildly, attempting to cut through the restraints.

But each strike only cuts through a layer of flesh before being immediately swallowed back by the deeper proliferating tissue.

It was as if this dragon had no concept of being severed.

Only by continuing to grow!

Lynn's body trembled violently at that moment.

Blood is lost and regenerated, lost and regenerated!

Each cycle felt like pushing him to the edge of some limit.

pain.

But I am also clear-headed.

When you are extremely clear-headed, you are actually in an unusually calm state.

"That's about it."

[The player's life support system has reached a critical load!]

[The conditions for breaking through to the first-order limit have been met!]

boom!

The next moment, an invisible shackle within his body was broken.

He instantly transcended the first-tier mid-stage.

First-tier advanced stage!