Dragon Clan: I'm too lazy to talk to you, you're not worthy to listen!

The black leather wheelchair was pushed to the ground.

Herzog swung its dragon claws rapidly.

The blue-faced beast waved its hands frantically.

The blue-faced beast shoved Herzog wildly, unable to understand why this complete stranger, this foreigner, would treat him so cruelly.

He turned his back to Herzog and crawled quickly, trying to escape Herzog's embrace.

Herzog pounced on him like a hyena seeing a skinny antelope lying on the African savanna.

His lizard-like claws gripped the Blue-Faced Beast's shoulders tightly, greedily licking its back.

His tongue had some tiny barbs from his dragon transformation. These barbs constantly pierced through the epidermis and irritated the dermis of the blue-faced beast's back, causing itching but not pain.

The blue-faced beast dared not raise his voice and frowned slightly. He first closed his eyes in embarrassment, pursed his lips, and bent his waist to avoid that rough, barbed tongue.

I felt as if it were a thorny rose, whipping my sensitive skin.

Herzog's terrifying Gungnir, with a whoosh, the threads of fate had already drawn the two together, piercing through the Blue-Faced Beast's nylon-clad trousers, dealing tons of damage, billions of critical hits.

In an instant, the blue-faced beast felt the pain spread to every cell in its body, as if it had been swept into a dense jungle of thorns, leaving it covered in wounds!

His body hair stood on end, and every pore opened!

Cold sweat slid down his cheek and onto his chin, and his face instantly turned deathly pale!

Herzog remained silent, only waving his lizard-like claws, his bright red nail beds exposed to the air, seemingly weak, but in fact incredibly effective!

The blue-faced beast's eyelids twitched, its eyelashes fluttered, and with the continued effects of weakened armor and bleeding, its upper and lower teeth clashed incessantly.

His face turned deathly pale instantly, devoid of any color, and he was in so much pain that he couldn't make a sound.

When the pain becomes unbearable, there is no strength left to even vibrate the vocal cords; one can only slightly open their mouth and exhale weakly.

The blue-faced beast's head drooped down, its left cheek pressed tightly against the marble floor. Its expression kept changing, its eyebrows sometimes raised and sometimes lowered. The blue-faced beast did not want to be disfigured, so it weakly reached out and grabbed the corner of the table to stabilize itself and reduce the friction between its face and the marble floor.

His tears of grievance could no longer be held back and burst forth like a spring.

Herzog, however, was like a fearless warrior charging into battle, his eyes filled with courage and determination. His biceps were taut, as if he were galloping on horseback, his bow drawn as full as a full moon, gazing northwest, aiming at the heavenly wolf!

About three hours passed, and Herzog's endurance after transforming into a dragon and being empowered by the Strength Pill was simply too strong.

at last.

It spurred the enemy formation forward with tremendous force, as if seeing the sunlight pierce through the clouds!

The battle ended, and the light in Herzog's eyes dimmed. His powerful, dragon-transformed body crashed onto the marble floor, turning into specks of light that gradually dissipated. He had fulfilled his mission, but he did not belong to this world. Everything before was irrelevant. Now, he was an outstanding warrior…

The blue-faced beast stuck out its tongue, resembling a large, ornate stone lion in front of a mansion. The pain stimulation to its cerebral cortex had exceeded a certain threshold, leaving it with no time to control its muscles.

The blue-faced beast lay prostrate on the white marble floor with apricot-colored veins, trembling uncontrollably, tears streaming down his face.

Herzog trembled.

White marble with yellow veins,

Like plum blossoms falling on a white, snow-covered ground,

Ye Jingchen coldly watched the scene before him as a line of subtitles appeared:

[Ding! Special mission completed: Issue "Anywhere Door"*1, taking Herzog to the True World to punish the Blue-Faced Beast. Reward: Choose one item from the host's past.]

[Ding! Please make your selection promptly!]

The portal appeared behind Ye Jingchen. He glanced at the disheveled blue-faced beast, then turned and walked into the portal.

His heart was as calm as a cold, frozen pool.

"In the end, we can't rely on the power of words. Constantly canceling words is too useless. Survival is the most important thing."

“I don’t need to worry about spiritual matters; what I lack is a physical one.”

"Once the power of words is imprisoned, I will be nothing more than a weak and ordinary person."

When a person's primary motivation is to survive, they will inevitably think about increasing their resistance and life points.

Most people talk about the fragility of flesh and blood and the ascension of machinery, but if given the chance, who wouldn't want to achieve physical sainthood? Ye Jingchen thought.

After careful consideration, Ye Jingchen silently recited in his heart:

"To ascend to godhood, I choose the God of War's Body."

[Ding! Bound to the Battle God Body, initiating the integration...]

【1%...】

【20%...】

【90%...】

【100%!】

[Successful match!]

【

Fighting God Body:

Quality: Supreme (It can grow along with the host.)

Strength: Two tons.

Speed: 100 meters per second.

Defense: one thousand points.

Health: 2,000 points.

Talent 1: Survival of the Fittest. (This allows you to adapt to harsh situations by gradually increasing the values ​​of the other three attributes (excluding health points) by 20%, or you can choose to focus on increasing one attribute by 60%.)

Talent 2: Sudden Devour. (Permanent growth attribute, stacking without limit. During combat, when an enemy is marked, attacking them grants a permanent bonus of 10% of your total health.)

】

As he integrated with the Battle God Body, Ye Jingchen's body grew two centimeters taller, his shoulders broadened by three centimeters, and his muscular physique became noticeably more defined.

A flash of white light appeared before my eyes!

A sound pierced through the barriers of time and space!

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Bottom of the Red Well.

Ye Jingchen stepped out of the Anywhere Door, looked down at his hand, clenched his fist, and first made a sonic boom!

Those who frequently herd horses are very familiar with the sound of a sonic boom. When herding sheep, they swing long whips, and the tip of the whip, under terrifying acceleration, easily produces a sound like it's exploding the air.

Then came the sound of bones colliding between the finger bones.

Looking at the clear lines of skin on his fist, Ye Jingchen thought to himself, "Indeed, this feeling is much more reassuring than the feeling brought by the Word of Power."

"Ye-kun, you've gotten even stronger." Erii said with a smile, her hands clasped together and placed quietly in front of her lower abdomen.

Ye Jingchen walked over, took Erii's hand with his left hand, and reached out with his right hand to tuck Erii's maple-red hair behind her ear, whispering:

"Eri, in this world, you are the strongest right now."

Erii reached out and hugged Ye Jingchen tightly around the lower back, rubbing her chin against his shoulder with a look of indulgence.

"Ye Jun, I vaguely saw the future, and the man on the throne... it was you..."