The painful screech of the aggregate echoed in the night sky, like the wails from the depths of Hell.
Ron slowly raised his head.
In his gold-red pupils, lightning snaked around like serpents, with tiny arcs flashing at the corners of his eyes every time he blinked.
The changes brought by the Bloodline Awakening were comprehensive.
He could feel every cell in his body cheering with joy, as if finally breaking free from some kind of shackles, gaining true freedom.
The most intuitive change was power.
Ron clenched his fist, able to clearly feel the magma-like hot energy flowing in his muscle fibers.
This power was not a simple physical enhancement but a fundamental uplift from deep within his bloodline.
Hexagonal Dragon Scale patterns began to emerge on the surface of his skin, each piece shimmering with a metallic luster.
Under the moonlight, these scale patterns presented a gradient of colors.
