Chapter 75: 75
When The Black Dragon Roars, All Mortals Shall Bow .
When The Black Dragon Roars, All Demons Shall Cry .
When the Black Dragon Roars, All Gods Shall Tremble .
Draco's freed bloodline energetically melded with his body, as he felt a wild and rampant power flow through him . It was much more intense than gaining any legendary or divine item in the game world .
It was a thrilling and euphoric feeling, like a prisoner finally being freed from confinement after years of being locked up .
The Black Mass that contained the Black Dragon as well as the other God Serpents melded with Draco's body . It rushed through his blood vessels, destroying all of his red blood cells and white blood cells, expelling them out of his body .
The Black Mass then penetrated into his marrow, expunging all the spongy tissue and the red marrow which produced red blood cells for the body .
It then replaced those parts of the human body with itself, leaving black marrow as the source of red blood cells, white blood cells and platelets . It evenly spread itself throughout his body, the large majority of the Black Mass going into his heart .
When there, it once again rent everything apart before expelling it like trash, replacing what it destroyed with itself .
On the outside, Draco's body froze as a blood poured out of his seven orifices as well as some dark brown goop that stank like death . First was the brownish substance and then the red blood, which washed away the filth from his skin .
However, Draco's eyes became blank and lifeless . He stood ramrod straight, no outward movement showing from him, not even breathing . For all intents and purposes, he was no different from a dead person .
Unfortunately, Draco was dead in truth . Whether or not his bloodline was a part of him, it had destroyed his blood and marrow as well as the lining of his heart, which caused that very organ to stop functioning .
All his blood and impurities that had been built up from eating low quality food and treated water were also expunged, using his blood as an means to do so .
Draco was human, he wasn't a God . Putting aside his heart stopping, just having every single drop of blood in his body expelled sent him straight to death .
Yet, he hadn't keeled over .
Even though his body was empty of any liquid, it wasn't dried up or dessicated either .
The Black Mass in his body began working, pumping out new blood cells that were drastically different from the old ones . These had no specific blood type and no set shape, only bearing the typical red color .
They seemed to possess endless vitality and strength . If we were to give the average healthy human a blood vitality of 1, then Draco's would be 100!
These new cells rushed through his vessels, rupturing them and repairing them in the same instant . White blood cells followed, their shapes no longer spherical but looking like tiny serpents with huge mouths and red eyes . Anything that was an impurity would be swallowed to death!
The Black Mass naturally provided the plasma, which was the liquid that allowed these cells to move around in the body . Draco's plasma was thick and hot, bearing a heavy density that would normally block the vessels of a normal human .
The salts and proteins in his blood were incomparable to anything food could provide, managing to supply his powerful blood with the necessary nutrients to survive .
Draco's blood vessels were destroyed and repaired with each beat of his now black-colored heart, they too becoming a dark black in color as they were refined . Keeping his old vessels would not allow his blood to flow properly .
As his vessels were refined, so too were his organs and inner flesh . They were like malnourished children being fed the highest grade of NuSmoothies, soaking up the nutrients provided by his Lucifer Bloodline .
As they did, the transformed and became blackish and smaller . Their mass compacted on itself many times over, allowing its density and thickness to rise substantially . Now, a common bullet from a non-military grade weapon would have difficulty penetrating his organs in anyway .
Once his organs were strengthened, it was left with his flesh and bones . The inside of the bones had been replaced, but the exterior was still the same .
It was his flesh first . On the outside, Draco's skin began to flake off like sawdust, revealing brand new skin underneath . This was what Fyre had described the other time, which was molting!
The new flesh of Draco's that came up to the surface was incomparably firm, yet smooth like jade . Despite his terrible upbringing, his skin had been largely unblemished previously, which was surprising .
In fact, majority of his handsomeness - of anyone's handsomeness or beauty - came from the quality of his skin . A person's facial features could be lackluster, but if their skin was smooth and neat, they would still be attractive to the eyes of many .
If Eva stood beside Draco - or even any beauty in the world currently - she might just jump of a cliff due to defeat . After all, how could a man possess such beautiful skin that even surpassed the most beautiful woman?
His features didn't change and neither did his skin color - except becoming brighter - but Draco was incomparable to before . Before, he was good looking in a devilish and mischievous way, making any female who looked at him have a moderate interest depending on their tastes .
Now though, he looked heavenly and ethereal . He looked like the very incarnation of the most beautiful fallen angel, Lucifer . It was said that before Lucifer had fallen from heaven, even God had praised his beauty .
On his chest, right where his heart was located, was a small rhombus shaped black scale . This was his reverse scale, the one weakness of any dragon, but also their source of power .
Inside his body, his bones cracked and were broken down into dust, rapidly consumed by his voracious and snake-like white blood cells for nourishment .
Over the now exposed marrow, was the formation of new bones which were sturdier and shined with a resplendent sheen .
Of course, this occurred somewhat slowly and at different sections of his body at a time . Had all his bones been shattered like this at once, he would've collapsed like a wet sack of meat .
Once his body was perfected, the Black Mass hesitated a bit before dealing with the most trouble some aspect of his body…
His nerve system!
It began with his spinal cord . The external bone was refined by each segment, while the blood vessels and nerves within were rent and replaced with newer and more powerful versions .
Especially his nerves . What was the most fragile part of the human body became elastic and tensile like the strongest rope, while still maintaining the ability to transmit neural information throughout his body .
After his spine came the various nerves in his body, before the last and most dangerous hurdle, which was his brain!
Here, the Black Mass didn't dare to be rampant . Like a fuckboy trying to convince his recently acquired 'girlfriend' to open up the path to heaven for him, it was incomparably gentle and soft in its actions .
His brain was broken down, reforming countless times but in small segments . The rate at which this occurred was so slow that compared to the earlier refinement, it seemed like watching paint dry .
By the time this was done, Draco's brain was much more firm and the tissue that comprised its mass was like blubber, able to absorb all impacts without being damaged in the least .
At this point, there was only a tiny bit of Black Mass that had been idle all this while, not attached to any particular organ or blood vessel .
This mass now moved and wrapped around Draco's brain, fusing with it seemlessly . Draco's brain became darker in color and the cerebrospinal fluid that covered his brain became much more viscous and dense .
Now that Draco's body had been rebuilt from scratch to suit his newly released bloodline, it was time to wake him from his slumber!
Dead? Utter nonsense!
If a Dragon could be killed so easily, why would literally every culture or religion hold it in the highest esteem?
The Black Mass that existed in his brain let out a little shock, jolting Draco's brain a bit . However, he still remained lifeless like a dead puppet .
The mass in his heart also did same, pushing his blood and vitality to the limit as it pumped in tune with the jolts from his brain . His nerves connected with this rhythm as well, allowing a wealth of information to flood through with every beat .
Draco's fingers twitched and his eyes lost a little of their murkiness .
The tempo of the jolting as well as the beating of his heart increased steadily, like a beautiful musical piece reaching a crescendo .
Once it reached the point where it occurred rapidly within a second, Draco's whole body began to twitch and shake madly .
It was like someone being shocked by electricity in certain areas . He flinched, twitched and twisted, looking like a weird robot .
An expression of ferocity appeared on his face as he clenched his teeth .
His eyes became clearer and clearer every second, until his brain and heart made one final and heavy jolt, totally reviving Draco's consciousness from the abyss of death!
A bright beam of light burst out from his eyes as he roared to the sky, or in this case the ceiling .
Draco felt the limitless power and vitality flowing through him, which felt incomparably great . He felt like he had been a paralyzed and dessicated old man his whole life, having now achieved his youthfulness once again .
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