Alshfaro's spirits rose. The fact that the Dragon Soul Contract could be invoked meant the other party had not deceived him. With his doubts gone, he agreed at once.
Green was delighted. He immediately took physical form beneath the cover of the Dragon Wings; he could not use Death Corruption to transform the Young Red Dragon while in spirit form. What he had said to Alshfaro had not been idle talk, either. He needed the dragon's cooperation, not his resistance.
There was already a vast gap in strength between Green and the Young Red Dragon. If he forced the transformation, his chances of success were slim, and the spell's failure might even backlash against him. Only with the Young Red Dragon's willing cooperation and a boost from spending money did he have any hope of succeeding.
"This really is the power of the undead!" The moment Alshfaro felt that cold, sinister force enter his body, he recognized it as the Death Psychic Energy wielded by Necromancers. But the Dragon Soul Contract gave him assurance, so he did not resist. Instead, he opened himself to it and did his best to help it spread through his body.
Even so, Green felt immense pressure. The Shadow Leopard and Shadow Warriors he had transformed before were about the size of humans, or had been human themselves. Using Death Corruption on them had not been difficult. This time, his target was a True Dragon. Though Alshfaro was only an immature Young Red Dragon, he was far beyond the Shadow Leopard and Shadow Warriors.
Green felt as though his Psychic Energy were pouring into a bottomless abyss as he transformed the not-yet-dead Red Dragon, bit by bit, into a Shadow Red Dragon.
Meanwhile, in midair, Hiddink, Sonic, and Nikolayevich faced off against the three Fallen