Devour! Evolve!

Surtur and the Fire Dragon were groping around blindly, searching for Lin Feng's trail.

Unbeknownst to them, Lin Feng had already arrived above the Fire Dragon's head, hovering silently.

As the Fire Dragon sniffed the air, it sensed Lin Feng's scent continuously drifting down from above.

It kept raising its head to sniff, while scratching the top of its head with its claws, looking as though it had caught lice.

The Fire Dragon's strange behavior drew Surtur's attention. He turned to look at the restless Fire Dragon, the white light in his eyes seeming to flicker.

"What's wrong?"

Surtur asked as he reached toward the Fire Dragon's head, trying to soothe it.

But the Fire Dragon roared at Surtur and recoiled its head.

Lin Feng was hiding at the back of the Fire Dragon's neck. He used an illusion to alter Surtur's appearance.

Turning him into a Bieshtim from Jotunheim.

The Fire Dragon had not originally feared Bieshtim. After all, a Bieshtim did not possess its fire magic and could only rely on physical strength.

But in terms of physical strength, it was no match for the Fire Dragon either.

Yet Lin Feng had made the Bieshtim's body incomparably enormous. Before the Bieshtim he had conjured, the Fire Dragon was like a little dog.

No wonder it had backed away.

Surtur did not know what the Fire Dragon was seeing. He only assumed that it had been affected by Lin Feng's illusion, which was why it had become like this.

Just as he himself had once been tormented by Odin's nightmare and nearly fallen completely into it.

As he prepared to wake the Fire Dragon, he saw its expression suddenly turn exceptionally savage.

It opened its mouth and coughed, then violently spewed a torrent of flames at Surtur.

Surtur raised an arm before himself. The flames were like a spring breeze to him and could not harm him at all.

But after breathing fire, the Fire Dragon pounced and bit down on Surtur's Crown.

Without moving a single soldier, Lin Feng had used nothing but illusion to guide the two giants into hurting each other.

He watched Surtur and the Fire Dragon fight, and the scene was utterly shocking.

The Fire Dragon, in particular, showed no restraint at all. Surtur had initially held back, but after enduring its relentless attacks, he too grew enraged.

He swung the Twilight Sword at the Fire Dragon's neck.

The greatsword, filled with searing heat, easily sliced into the Fire Dragon's flesh, but lodged against the spine in its neck.

A spray of steaming dragon blood erupted, splashing directly over Lin Feng's position and drenching him from head to toe.

Lin Feng felt as though he had taken a hot bath. He controlled his body, causing a dense layer of fine crimson threads to emerge across his skin.

The threads were extremely thin and long, devouring the dragon blood along the surface of his body.

From afar, Lin Feng looked as though he were bathing in boiling red flames.

"This genetic material is almost comparable to that of the Eternals."

The Fire Dragon's genes were exceptionally superior. Once Lin Feng's Blacklight Virus broke them down and devoured them,

he immediately understood the Fire Dragon's structure and abilities.

Among all the genes Lin Feng had devoured, the Fire Dragon's were second only to those of the Eternals, equal in excellence to the Six-Eyed Ice-Blue Giant Bird's.

"This dragon is already badly wounded. Time to eat."

Lin Feng had only devoured some dragon blood, yet the Blacklight Virus rapidly absorbed and assimilated it.

He extended his hand, and a gorgeous flower of flame blossomed in his palm, continuously changing shape according to his will.

Lin Feng smiled faintly as he gazed delightedly at the Fire Dragon, whose neck had been half severed.

Splat!!!

Surtur pulled his Twilight Sword from the Fire Dragon's neck, bringing out a great gush of blood.

Dragon blood slowly dripped from the Twilight Sword as Surtur kicked over the Fire Dragon, which he had beaten half to death.

He raised his greatsword to strike again, but the Twilight Sword froze in midair above his head.

Surtur shifted his gaze to a spot near the Fire Dragon's neck wound. There, a humanoid shape faintly appeared in the dragon blood.

Lin Feng lowered his head to look at the dragon blood that had drenched him once more, then controlled his body to devour it again.

But at that moment, Lin Feng felt a sharp, piercing sensation rushing straight toward him.

He abruptly looked up, his pupils instantly shrinking to pinpoints.

Surtur's Twilight Sword had already reached him, its scorching heat and sharp blade tightly following Lin Feng's neck.

Lin Feng's expression changed drastically, and his figure vanished in the blink of an eye.

Just after he disappeared, the Twilight Sword swept through where he had been, carving a semicircular arc through the air.

With Surtur's terrifying strength combined with the Twilight Sword, which was practically a divine weapon, this strike unleashed an invisible sword aura.

The sword aura tore through the air and struck an active volcano behind it.

The sharp sword aura split the hundred-meter-tall volcano in two at its waist, and magma within burst forth like fireworks.

Seeing Lin Feng disappear again, Surtur was overcome with rage. He raised his sword and began hacking and slashing wildly, fiery sword auras flying in every direction and carving scar after scar into the ground.

By then, Lin Feng had already hidden inside the Fire Dragon's body.

He squeezed in through the wound in the Fire Dragon's neck, bathing in boiling dragon blood all the way.

Countless crimson threads extended from the surface of his body and plunged deep into the Fire Dragon's flesh.

Then Lin Feng parasitized himself inside the dragon. The threads extending from his body quickly wrapped around him, forming a blood cocoon.

Like the Fire Dragon's heart, the blood cocoon pulsed rhythmically within its body.

With every pulse, Lin Feng drew from the Fire Dragon's body through the crimson filaments extending from his blood cocoon.

At the same time, he suppressed his presence, doing his best not to let Surtur discover him before he finished devouring the Fire Dragon.

Unable to find Lin Feng, Surtur was swinging the Twilight Sword in his hand and hacking wildly at the surrounding land.

Without realizing it, he had moved several kilometers away from the Fire Dragon's body and had no idea Lin Feng was inside it.

One of the fiery sword auras Surtur unleashed happened to strike the Fire Dragon's body, completely ending its life.

Surtur paid no attention to it whatsoever. He seemed to have fallen into madness and no longer cared about anything.

About five minutes passed. The Fire Dragon's body grew smaller and smaller, replaced by a giant crimson cocoon resembling an egg.

The blood cocoon pulsed as if breathing. It slowly emerged from the Fire Dragon's body, and the bulging blood vessels on its surface extended outward, turning into tentacles.

They devoured the remaining flesh of the Fire Dragon, consuming every last bit of it.

Once all the flesh and blood had been completely devoured by Lin Feng, he began a new evolution.