The recovery of its Power, its own evolution, the hope of escaping... The Fearful Great Serpent's wishes had all been fulfilled. Its purpose for being here was achieved.
Now that they had turned on each other, there was no longer any need to pretend.
Zhou Chen took out his Magic Staff, the gem at its tip glowing with a dangerous green light. He swung the staff, and amid the sound of a high-pitched Spell, a green laser like an arc welder's flash shot out and struck the Fear Pseudo-Dragon's body.
BANG!
The Fear Pseudo-Dragon, in the midst of its metamorphosis, was sent flying by this seemingly insignificant blow. Its massive body slammed heavily onto the ground as pieces of what looked like tattered rags fluttered down from it. It was its shedding skin!
The scales on the parts where it had already molted had reshaped themselves to resemble Dragon Scales. They were more lustrous, taking on an inky, jet-black sheen, and looked as menacing as a suit of Armor.
