Chapter 147: 145 True Dragon Otto_l


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    It wasn’t until now that Gaenor Keren finally realized this.


    Moreover, as he created new battleaxes, the speed at which his soul power condensed significantly slowed down.


    Not only that, after he created those stone walls, the orc’s running speed had also slowed down considerably.


    Now, he could only maintain a brisk walking speed at most, and if he had to continue creating wooden boards as stepping stones, his speed would be even slower.


    “So there is a cost to creating objects out of thin air after all…”


    Finally understanding this point, Gaenor Keren took a few deep breaths and slowly approached Otto with his battleaxe clenched tightly in his hand.


    From the beginning, he had no intention of controlling the output of his soul power.


    Both creating the Legendary Battleaxe and arge number of temtes to act as stepping stones had consumed a lot of his soul power.


    Most crucially, just now, he had created several thick stone walls out of thin air from quite a distance away.


    Even with the soul power reserves of a legendary being, his soul was now nearly depleted.


    Although he had noticed it a bitte, at least he had sessfully restrained that damned human, hadn’t he?


    Knowing nothing about this strange world, Gaenor Keren did not know what would happen after achieving victory, but he felt it was worth attempting.


    One wooden board after another materialized under his feet, and Gaenor Keren was already proficient in this operation.


    If he hadn’t wasted so much soul power creating the stone walls from a distance earlier, he could have easily run towards Otto as if treading on t ground.


    “Now, let me cut off your head!”


    It had been a long time since he had indulged in his hobby, and as he got closer to Otto, he felt an itch in his hand.


    “Crack…”


    Suddenly, Gaenor Keren felt as if he had stepped on some strange metal object, very different from the wooden boards.


    He didn’t recall creating such a thing using his soul power, so he looked down at his feet.


    It was a green-painted individualndmine, which had used up arge portion


    of Otto’s remaining soul power to create.


    However, Gaenor Keren clearly didn’t recognize this object and thought it was some strange container.


    Thus, under Otto’s mocking gaze, he slowly lifted the foot that was on thendmine.


    “Boom!”


    As the orc’srge foot lifted, the metal container under it instantly exploded violently and rmingly.


    Unprepared, Gaenor Keren was sted into the air, a red me burst out from the explosion point, followed by arge amount of grey-ck smoke.


    “Tsk tsk… What a splendid sight!”


    Otto removed the metal te blocking his body and his form began to change.


    He became like a paper person, easily squeezing through the gaps in the stone walls.


    In this strange space, imagination was the root of everything.


    Whether it was creating objects out of thin air or changing oneself, it was all the same.


    As the smoke gradually dispersed, Otto discovered Gaenor Keren’s body not far from the explosion point.


    To be precise, it was only half of Gaenor Keren, as his entire lower body had been blown off.


    He was trying to condense new limbs like Otto had, but he had lost his entire lower body instead of just a small severed arm, so the condensation process was pathetically slow, and he barely had any soul power left.


    Perhaps this powerful legendary orc had some trump cards to deal withndmine explosions when he had a physical body.


    But now, like Otto, he had been forcibly pulled into this pure white void where everything was empty.


    The only advantage he had over Otto was his astonishing supply of soul power. But now, his one and only advantage was gone.


    Approaching the temporarily incapacitated orc, Otto created a stic barrel filled with fuel in his hand.


    Without any regard for the furious gaze of the orc, Otto sshed the fuel onto what remained of his body.


    Although he had been a bit bewildered at first, the ordeal had ended without any major mishaps.


    Sighing, Otto threw a lit firecracker at the orc soaked in fuel.


    With an explosion reminiscent of his childhood, Gaenor Keren’s body was engulfed in unquenchable mes.


    “Bastard, I curse you!”


    Gaenor Keren let out an unwilling roar, but in the end, he could not change his destiny. Afflicted by the fire, he gradually turned into stardust-like particles and dissipated into the pure white void.


    “Finally, it’s over…”


    Having achieved the final victory, Otto looked around and found the surrounding pure white scenery was warping, and he was soon engulfed in endless darkness.


    After an unknown amount of time, Otto opened his eyes once again.


    This time, he was in the familiar Council Chamber of the ckstone Castle.


    Shaking his still somewhat dazed head, Otto began to examine the changes in himself.


    The first thing he noticed was that the attributes of the Legendary Battleaxe had been fully inherited by him.


    Moreover, Gaenor Keren’s soul had been consumed, enhancing Otto’s own soul strength.


    Now, the feeble human soul, which had made little difference, was no longer


    Otto’s weakness.


    Because of the increase in his own soul’s strength, Otto even felt that controlling his colossal dragon body had be much easier.


    In short, he felt in better mental shape.


    Apart from that, the Light Ball Boss had evolved once more.


    Flipping through the Light Ball’s eating records, Otto discovered that Gaenor Keren’s memories of being a legendary powerhouse had been consumed by the Light Ball, simr to the previously consumed heritage memories.


    It seemed that the evolution of the Light Ball Boss had urred thanks to this.


    This time, there were two changes in the evolution. Firstly, the Light Ball’s eating records had be moreprehensive.


    As Otto scrolled through, he found that it went back to the timeline when he first crossed into this world.


    Upon reaching the top of the records, Otto couldn’t help but twitch the corners of his mouth.


    “Fine, so that’s how it is…”


    Feeling a bit helpless, Otto dragged his dragon chin with his ws.


    Look what he had seen: the first item consumed in the consumption list of the evolved Light Ball was clearly recorded.


    It wasn’t the Barbaric Bull Otto had thought, nor was it any eggshell, but himself…


    By consuming Otto’s own dragon veins, the Light Ball had been able to sessfully reside within him.


    Not only that, even after devouring the True Dragon bloodline, it stillcked a bit of energy to sessfully reside within Otto.


    So, Otto had paid the price of a pair of dragon wings…


    The second consumed item was Otto’s own heritage memory, which had given the Light Ball enough power to activate sessfully.


    So, without this mysterious Light Ball, he would actually be a genuine True Dragon, right?