Mr. Dragon Knight, the dragon girls are chasing you!

After an unknown amount of time, the long, deep dream finally came to an end.

Eluvia slowly opened her sleepy eyes.

The familiar dark purple crystal ceiling of the secret room came into view, with fine magical patterns slowly flowing and glowing on the stone surface, emitting a soft, humming sound, like the even and steady breathing of the entire Eternal Night Dragon Nest.

Beneath her was a fluffy, soft plush mattress, and she was covered with a light, warm plush blanket. The corners of the blanket were carefully tucked in so that not even a wisp of cool air could get in.

Clearly, someone was taking care of her carefully and closely during her slumber and transformation.

Eluvia blinked her wet, gilded vertical pupils, her eyes still misty with sleepiness, and her head was still a little dizzy.

She subconsciously raised her fair little hand and rubbed her sore eyes, but the moment her fingertips touched her skin, she suddenly stopped.

wrong.

Her hands seemed to have changed.

Still fair, slender, and pretty, her fingertips had subtly lengthened slightly, and her originally delicate and rounded fingertips now had more sharp lines. The surface of her nails was covered with a faint dark purple dragon scale sheen, making her look noble and exquisite.

"Um?"

Eluvia gave a soft, puzzled hum, a surge of intense curiosity rising within her.

She sat up abruptly and looked down at her body.

Then she froze.

Because she noticed that her line of sight seemed to have... gone up?

She looked down at herself, then at the scenery around her—

No, it's not that her gaze has become higher, it's that she has actually grown taller!

Eluvia looked down at her chest, her eyes suddenly widening in surprise.

big.

It really has gotten bigger.

The dark purple dress she was wearing had previously looked loose and baggy, giving her a childlike and petite appearance.

But now, the neckline is subtly pushed up, and the originally flat lines have gained a bit of a girl's full curves. The waist is tightly fitted, outlining a slender and graceful waistline, shedding all the childishness and thinness of a child.

She paused for a moment, then cautiously reached out and poked it—it was soft, it was real.

My height, figure, and posture have all changed!

What... what's going on here?!

[System Notification: The Eternal Night Dragon King's transformation has been successfully completed, unlocking a new (temporary) form!]

The enormous surprise stunned Eluvia instantly. Her heart pounded wildly, and a bold guess that made her tremble explode in her mind.

She practically tumbled off the soft bed, her bare, smooth feet stepping on the cool crystal floor, and dashed to the smooth, mirror-like obsidian wall in the corner of the secret room.

Looking up, the reflection in the mirror was completely transformed.

Her deep purple hair cascaded down to her waist like a waterfall, with naturally languid curls at the ends. In the dim light, it shimmered with a low-key yet luxurious glow, smooth and dazzling.

The dragon horns on its head, which were originally small, tender, and childish, have completely transformed!

The horn had stretched and grown nearly twice its original height, with a beautiful and sharp curve and distinct edges. Its surface was covered with complex and ancient eternal night incantations, and a deep purple light flowed quietly around it. It was mysterious and noble, having completely shed the immaturity of a young dragon and was full of the aura of a dragon king.

The eyebrows and eyes retain their original exquisite features, but have been subtly reshaped in the details.

His eyebrows were sharp and defined, his nose bridge became more prominent, and his jawline changed from soft and rounded to refined and sharp. He shed some of his childishness and gained a more fierce and beautiful aura befitting a dragon king.

What made her ecstatic was her height!

Eluvia held her breath, tiptoed, then lowered herself, then tiptoed again—checking this several times.

It's changed, absolutely changed.

Previously, she could barely reach Luo Ye's chin when she stood on tiptoe, but now she reaches his chin even when standing normally.

Although he's still not as tall as that old woman, at least he's no longer at that awkward height where he has to look up to see her face.

In addition, there's the curve of the chest, the tightening of the waistline, and the transformation of the dragon horns—

She has grown up.

They've really grown up.

"I...I've grown taller?!"

Eluvia cupped her face in her hands, her voice filled with unbelievable joy: "I've really grown taller! I've grown up! I'm not a child anymore!"

She twirled in front of the mirror, her long, deep purple hair flying with the movement, her skirt billowing in a beautiful arc.

She spun around again. Then she spun around again.

After each rotation, she would lean close to the mirror and take another look to make sure she wasn't seeing things.

"Hahaha! I've finally grown up! That old woman Serafina can no longer make fun of me about my height! I'm going to go and show off in front of her—"

You have to understand, she is the mighty Eternal Night Dragon King, but after transforming, she is just a little bean sprout less than 1.5 meters tall, and she seems to lack a bit of domineering presence.

Now it's all good, I've finally grown taller!

Although he's not very tall, at least he's no longer the little dwarf who was mistaken for a child!

Eluvia was so happy that her tail almost reached the sky, her dragon tail swishing wildly behind her, the pom-pom at the tip of her tail shaking merrily.

She looked at herself in the mirror from left to right, becoming more and more satisfied, and the smile on her lips grew wider and wider.

"Hmph, now let's see who dares to call me a child!"

She put her hands on her hips, struck what she thought was a very powerful pose in front of the mirror, and then nodded in satisfaction.

"Perfect!"

After a while of being overjoyed, she suddenly came to her senses and subconsciously turned her head to look in the direction of the big bed.

That's right!

Where is that stupid dragon knight?

She's grown taller and prettier, I have to show him her right away! I also want him to compliment her! Ideally, he'll never dare to treat her like a little kid again!

Eluvia skipped around with light, quick steps, turning back to look at the figure on the bed with a smile in her eyes, her heart filled with anticipation of being praised.

Luo Ye lay on her side on the bed, sleeping peacefully.

The soft light fell on his profile, outlining his handsome and gentle sleeping face. His brows and eyes were calm and peaceful, as if all the storms of the world had nothing to do with him.

But the next second, all the smiles, all the ecstasy, all the pride and joy on Eluvia's face froze completely.

His pupils suddenly contracted to the size of pinpoints, and his blood seemed to freeze completely at that moment!

That blinding white frost struck her eyes hard.

That head of short, jet-black hair that she had run through countless times with her fingertips, that she had longed to touch, that shimmered with a vibrant sheen in the sunlight, that was warm and strong, had completely vanished.

It's white now.

Pure, dazzling, and without any impurities, the white of frost.

Like the first snow covering the green mountains, like moonlight condensing into frost, like all the vibrant and passionate life force being forcibly drained away, leaving only a desolate and silent pure white.

Eluvia's mind went blank.

All the joy, pride, and ecstasy she had felt were suddenly extinguished by a bucket of extremely cold ice water, which poured over her from head to toe, leaving her shivering and in excruciating pain in her chest.

Barefoot, she walked stiffly step by step to the bedside, each step feeling like stepping on a sharp knife.

When she reached the bedside, her knees buckled, and she knelt down on the plush cushion, reaching out her hand with trembling fingertips to touch the strand of white hair that fell beside the pillow.

The moment her finger touched the strand of hair, she jerked it back.

The feel was completely different from before.

His former black hair was supple, warm, vibrant, and strong, carrying the boy's burning body heat and boundless vitality.

At this moment, the white hair, though still seemingly soft, exudes a faint coolness and dryness, lacking all its vitality and full of desolation and death after the loss of life.

"Stupid dragon knight..."

Her voice was thin and trembling, a thick sob stuck in her throat, as if she might break down at any moment:

"Why has your hair become like this...?"