Read Novel Full Chapter 1600 Devour!
Chapter 1600 Devour!
Before him lay a line that could not be seen with the eyes, yet could be felt by every instinct in his body. Beyond that point, the atmosphere changed so drastically that it was like standing at the edge of another world. The air was thicker, darker, and saturated with ancient draconic force so dense that even space seemed burdened by it.
The ground ahead was blackened and cracked, covered in layers of old scales, shattered bones, and strange crimson crystals that had grown from the corrupted earth. Every gust of wind coming from that region carried a savage pressure that clawed at the senses.
This was the core region.
The true forbidden land of Dragon Death Valley.
Even Max, who had crossed the inner region with relative ease, did not step forward carelessly.
He stood in silence, staring ahead while weighing his options.
He had seen what happened to those who entered this place. The draconic beasts roaming the valley had once been human. They had come seeking opportunity, only to be consumed by the aura within the core. Their bodies mutated, their minds shattered, and their identities vanished beneath beastly instinct.
Draconification.
It was not a simple poison or curse that could be casually resisted. It was a complete transformation of flesh, blood, and mind.
Max frowned.
Even with his confidence, he could not claim certainty here.
Keeper's Dominion could protect the mind, but this corruption also affected the body itself. If his flesh began changing beyond control, even he might become one of the monsters wandering the valley.
For the first time since entering Dragon Death Valley, hesitation appeared in his eyes.
"Is it worth the risk?" he muttered.
The corpse of the ancient black dragon rested deeper within the core, radiating a pull that promised immense opportunity. Yet one wrong step could destroy everything he had built.
Then, at that very moment, something stirred inside him.
His bloodline.
A powerful movement surged through his body like a beast awakening from slumber. The Black Dragon Chaotic Bloodline began resonating violently, and along with it came another instinct buried deep within him.
Devouring.
The closer he stood to the core, the stronger that desire became. His bloodline was not recoiling from the draconic aura.
It wanted to consume it.
Max's eyes sharpened instantly.
"So that is your reaction…"
He could clearly feel it now. Instead of fear or rejection, his bloodline viewed the draconic energy as nourishment, something valuable that should be taken in rather than avoided.
And Max knew that the corpse of the Black Dragon was the main cause of the devouring intent from his bloodline that he had been forced to keep in check.
After several seconds of thought, Max exhaled slowly.
"I will bet on my bloodline."
If anyone had a chance of enduring this place, it was him.
Without wasting another moment, Max activated Dragon Scales Transformation.
Dark dragon scales rapidly spread across his body, covering his arms, chest, legs, and neck in layers of powerful protection. Each scale shimmered with metallic brilliance, carrying both defense and draconic authority. His aura rose sharply, and his presence became far more imposing.
Only after fully preparing himself did he step forward.
He crossed into the core region.
The moment he entered, the draconic aura rushed toward him like a living storm. It pressed against his scales, invaded the air around him, and sought to seep into his flesh.
Max remained still.
One second passed.
Then another.
Then several more.
He waited patiently, senses fully alert, ready to react to the slightest abnormality.
Nothing happened.
No mutation.
No madness.
No loss of control.
Instead, the draconic aura that should have corrupted him was being naturally resisted and partially absorbed by his bloodline.
Max slowly smiled.
"I was right."
Relief and excitement surged through him at once.
This most feared region of Dragon Death Valley had become accessible to him alone.
Without further hesitation, Max lowered his stance and burst forward like a thunderbolt.
The ground shattered beneath his feet as he sprinted through the core region, heading straight toward the very center where the colossal corpse of the ancient black dragon lay waiting.
Max moved through the core region at astonishing speed.
The deeper he went, the more terrifying the pressure became. The draconic aura in the surroundings was so dense that it formed visible streams of dark energy drifting through the air like smoke.
The ground trembled faintly beneath each pulse released by the ancient remains ahead, and the broken landscape around him seemed permanently shaped by the corpse's lingering might.
Yet Max did not slow down.
His Dragon Scales Transformation remained active, his body wrapped in dark scales as he pushed through the storm of oppressive energy. With every step, the enormous shape before him grew clearer.
Then, at last, he arrived.
Max came to a stop before the gigantic corpse of the black dragon.
Even though he had seen it from afar, standing before it directly was an entirely different experience.
It was vast beyond reason.
The skull alone towered like a mountain fortress, its jaws large enough to swallow palaces whole. Endless ribs rose into the sky like ancient pillars, while the spine stretched across the earth like a broken ridge dividing the land. Bones blackened by age and power still carried an eerie sheen, as though the creature's strength refused to fade even after death.
Every fragment of the corpse radiated terrifying dominance.
This had once been a being that stood at the peak of power.
Even dead, it could still suppress weaker lifeforms through instinct alone.
Max's breathing slowed.
Then, the moment he stood before the remains, something inside him erupted.
His Black Dragon Chaotic Bloodline.
The bloodline within his body began stirring violently, far more intensely than before. It surged through his veins like a raging tide, shaking his body from within. An overwhelming instinct rose in him, primal and absolute.
Devour.
The desire to consume the corpse, absorb its essence, seize its draconic source, and make it part of himself reached its highest point.
Max's eyes turned sharp and blazing.
He no longer hesitated.
Without wasting another second, he shot upward and landed near the center of the dragon's colossal remains, where the chest cavity and ancient core bones still held the densest concentration of draconic energy.
The moment his feet touched the corpse, the entire valley trembled lightly.
Max crouched low and thrust both hands directly into the ancient remains.
The instant his palms made contact, black flames burst outward from his body.
They roared into existence like a living inferno, wrapping around him in spirals of dark fire filled with hunger and chaotic power. The flames spread rapidly across the dragon bones, crackling with violent energy as though eager to consume everything in sight.
Max's aura surged.
His bloodline screamed with excitement.
Then, with eyes burning like black stars, he spoke a single word.
"Devour."
At once, the black flames exploded across the corpse, and the ancient essence hidden within the gigantic black dragon began to awaken under the pull of Max's bloodline.