The perfect creature rapidly aged before 'he' could approach. As the perfect creature took a step forward, all its organs had completely aged, turning into flying ash before the Nether River Consciousness.
"Time Worm!"
The Nether River Will was shaking to its core; could this Horror Demon even wield such a creature's ability?
Does it mean that 'he' could traverse the river of time anytime?
It conceived a possibility—could he evolve the source of all things? Can 'he' use the ability of any species?
Impossible!
Such a power would put one on par with the Chaos Gods—how could Disaster Fog dare create such an existence?
It roared angrily, its body instantly retreating, utilizing the abilities of dozens of the Dead, making its speed imperceptible to the naked eye.
However, in the next moment, a roar erupted from the Unscaled White Dragon, its body instantly expanding. Dragon Scales grew, Dragon Claws appeared, Dragon Wings unfolded!
