Read Novel Full Chapter 558: System, Display Status
Chapter 558: System, Display Status
Lightning erupted from his body in uncontrolled discharge, golden electricity arcing across the throne room to strike walls and ceiling with force that shattered stone and created smoking craters.
Fire followed immediately after, orange flames bursting from his skin to consume the air around him in a sphere of heat that would have vaporized normal matter.
The throne room’s tall windows exploded outward, unable to withstand the force of the released energy.
Glass rained down on demons working in the courtyard below, the shards glittering in afternoon light as creatures scattered to avoid the falling debris.
[Demonic Transformation: 25%]
Jack’s screams continued, the sound carrying such raw agony that every demon on Floor 25 heard their master’s suffering and froze in whatever tasks they’d been performing.
The bound creatures didn’t rush to help or investigate.
They waited, their supernatural awareness recognizing that interrupting this process would be worse than useless.
His skin began changing, flesh darkening as scales erupted from beneath the surface.
They started to burst through in waves that made him feel like he was being flayed alive from the inside out.
The scales were pure black, harder than his previous skin, each one overlapping with its neighbors to create armor that covered his entire body.
His face restructured, bones shifting as his jaw extended and cheekbones became more pronounced.
His teeth exploded outward, human dentition shattering to be replaced by rows of razor-sharp fangs that filled his mouth.
His tongue elongated, the muscle splitting at the tip.
The intensity of the pain was all-consuming, rendering all prior experiences, including fractured bones, electrical burns, and the self-inflicted amputation of his hand, comparatively insignificant.
[Demonic Transformation: 50%]
Something erupted from his back, tissue tearing as two massive protrusions burst through the scales covering his shoulder blades.
Wings unfurled in an explosion of blood and membrane, the leathery structures expanding to an eight-foot wingspan that knocked over nearby furniture as they achieved full extension.
His spine extended further, something growing from the base that he couldn’t see but could feel with terrible clarity.
A tail, thick and muscular, with bone spikes running along its length that terminated in mace-like growth at the tip, capable of pulverizing stone.
Outside the throne room, Loryn stood guard as Sylph, Rhys, and Father Caelen approached at running pace.
The ancient mage’s skeletal form blocked the doorway, one hand raised to prevent entry despite the concerning sounds emanating from within.
"Master is undergoing change," Loryn stated flatly, his raspy voice carrying authority that made even Sylph’s frantic concern pause.
"He cannot be bothered at this moment. Whatever is happening inside must be completed without interruption, or the consequences could be..."
A lightning bolt struck the wall between them, golden electricity punching through stone to create a smoking hole that revealed glimpses of the throne room’s interior.
Through the aperture, they observed Jack’s convulsive state, witnessing the profound physical transformations reshaping his physique and hearing his screams, which resonated with a volume that transcended anything they thought they could hear from a human.
Then the hole sealed itself as more lightning struck, the continuous discharge making the wall too dangerous to approach.
Loryn didn’t move from his position. "As I said. He cannot be bothered."
[Demonic Transformation: 75%]
Jack’s height continued increasing, his frame stretching until he measured over seven feet tall.
His enhanced musculature expanded proportionally, gaining mass and definition that made him appear carved from obsidian.
His blackened arm was changing along with the rest, the rigid, dead tissue becoming as flexible as healthy flesh as demonic transformation overwrote the condition.
Horns erupted from his skull, a bone and black obsidian mixture bursting through scalp to curve upward before sweeping back along his head.
The growths were substantial, one foot long, harder than steel, and sharp enough to gore through armor with a simple headbutt.
His gaze intensified, the previous yellow and orange hues of his elemental manifestation giving way to a complete crimson.
His voice deepened as his vocal cords restructured, the screams that had been tearing from his throat taking on resonance that made them sound demonic.
The throne room was destroyed now, the ceiling cracked and partially collapsed, the walls bearing scorch marks and impact craters from uncontrolled elemental discharge.
Furniture reduced to kindling or melted slag.
The obsidian throne remained intact through sheer durability, but everything else had been consumed or damaged by the transformation’s violent progression.
Every demon on Floor 25 remained frozen, waiting, their collective awareness focused on their master’s suffering with something approaching reverence.
This represented a profound transformation achieved through intense suffering, elevating the mortal form to a state akin to a true demon.
[Demonic Transformation: 100%]
The pain ceased instantly, cut off as if a switch had been flipped.
Jack collapsed completely, his newly transformed body sprawled across broken stone as he gasped for breath through restructured lungs.
For several seconds, he lay there, consciousness struggling to reassert control over a frame that felt simultaneously familiar and completely alien.
Everything was different: his height, his weight, his center of gravity, the way his enhanced senses processed information through demonic physiology.
Then he noticed his arm.
His right arm, which had been blackened and rigid and covered with spreading cracks just minutes ago. He raised it slowly, watching the limb respond with perfect precision and no hint of the dead weight that had plagued him for days.
The scales covering the arm were pure black like the rest of his body, gleaming in the throne room’s damaged lighting.
He deliberately extended and retracted his fingers, observing the precise mechanical action of his claws.
The necrosis was gone, transformed tissue rewritten so thoroughly that no evidence of the condition remained.
He pushed himself to stand, his enhanced strength operating on an entirely new scale as his seven-foot-four frame rose to full height.
The throne room’s proportions felt different now, his perspective elevated beyond what his original human height had provided.
Broken glass littered the floor near the shattered windows, larger fragments reflecting distorted images of the destroyed chamber.
Jack moved toward the biggest piece, his new tail swaying behind him for balance as he adjusted to the additional appendage’s weight and momentum.
The reflection showed him what he’d become.
Black scales covered every inch of visible flesh, creating armor that gleamed with obsidian beauty.
His wings were folded against his back now, the leathery membranes pressing close to his spine to avoid catching on doorways.
His horns curved back from his skull in elegant sweeps that added to his already impressive height.
His face was still recognizably his own despite the demonic features.
Sharp fangs visible even with his mouth closed, forked tongue occasionally flicking out to taste the air, blood-red eyes glowing with power that transcended mortal limitation.
He looked like a demon lord from ancient texts, the kind of entity that commanded legions and reshaped reality through sheer force of will.
’System, display status.’
His vision flashed with a familiar interface.
[Name: Jack Kaiser]
[Level: 50]
[[Strength: 450 (+100)]
[Stamina: 450 (+45)]
[Agility: 450 (+45)]
[Vitality: 450 (+25)]
[Endurance: 450 (+30)]
[Magic: 450 (+90)]
[HP: 221,350]
[Mana: 12,871]
[Skill Points: 21,650]
[Stat Points: 41]
Reputation Points: 11,116,121
Death Tokens: 38,087,250
Magic Talent Rank: SS
Martial Talent Rank: SS
Affinity: Lightning, Fire
Demonic Essence: 1000
Blessings: Draven’s Pendant (level 4), Soul Warden (Level 1)