Yeon-woo felt his body heating up, as though he had jumped into a pit of fire. Steam rose from his hot scales. He was completely exhausted after using all of his strength and magic power, but he felt proud. ‘I didn’t know I could push away space itself.’

His eyes widened at the sight he’d created. Although the Demonism had torn out space by eating it, the Breath had completely annihilated everything it passed, not even leaving the physical laws of concepts behind. It was the power to turn anything into nothing, which was the same as summoning emptiness. The flawless Strike of Breath condensed with Sword Thunder was vastly destructive.

Yeon-woo was sure that even the Summer Queen’s Breath wouldn’t equal it. He’d seen it during the time Red Dragon and the Sword God clashed. Back then, he wondered how he would ever deal with it, but now it didn’t seem too difficult at all. ‘Demonic Divine Draconic Body…is it because I have three transcendent Factors?’

If he was this powerful even before polymorphing into a Draconic species, what would happen once he managed it? And if he could attain the last Factor of the giants, what exceptional achievements would he be able to...