Charles slowly rose to his feet. This advancement was complete.
Charles now stood around four meters tall.
And this was not even the largest size he would reach from this advancement. Once he replenished enough nutrients and power, his body would continue to grow slowly, eventually reaching a maximum height of around four and a half meters.
The wings behind his back unfurled, their span reaching sixteen or seventeen meters.
Even the slightest tremor of his wings gathered fire magic around him. If Charles wished it, this magic could be directly transformed into searing flames or lava and shaken down below.
Charles's horns had grown thicker and stronger, becoming powerful sorcerous organs. Their affinity for fire and their amplification of fire and demonic sorcery even surpassed sorcerous wands of the same level.
His broad, powerful body, resilient skin, and densely packed scales formed formidable defenses.
Hard, sharp bone spurs protruded from the joints of his limbs, while uneven rows of sharp bone spurs ran along the outer sides of both arms.
At this moment, Charles resembled a powerful weapon of war.
Every part of his body possessed tremendous combat potential.
It was difficult to imagine how savage an onslaught one would face in close combat against such a powerful body.
"Huff!"
Charles suddenly drew in a deep breath, then exhaled.
A terrifying wave of heat burst forth, filling the area with the thick scent of fire and sulfur.
Charles's features remained handsome. That was the Succubus Bloodline he had originally possessed at work.
With a light wave of his hand, fire power gathered in his left hand, and he grasped a Flame Whip.
The whip moved as naturally as an arm or finger in his hand. With a casual flick, it lashed out fiercely, producing a piercing crack through the