Chapter 239: Ancient Dragon Sovereign Physique

Amon sat on the edge of his bed, turning the Origin Devourer between his fingers as he examined the strange markings covering its surface.

The Mythical-grade relic had absorbed the enormous dragon’s leg inside the ancient dungeon.

It had already converted the remains into a mass of energy that was now ready to be injected into his body.

He opened the System panel again.

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[Mythical Relic: Origin Devourer]

[Status: Ready for Injection]

[Compatibility: Confirmed]

[Safety Assessment: Stable. Temporary physical discomfort may occur due to the quantity of energy being absorbed.]

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’Temporary physical discomfort, huh?’

Amon leaned back against the headboard and stared at the ceiling.

The System had confirmed that the energy was compatible with him, but that didn’t mean the process would be pleasant.

He had no idea how powerful the dragon had been when it was alive.

Judging by the size of its leg, however, even a fraction of its original strength could significantly improve his physical abilities.

’Should I use it now or wait until I learn more about dragons?’

The second option sounded sensible, but it also meant keeping an enormous opportunity unused for an unknown amount of time.

There was no guarantee that further information would make the process any safer.

After thinking for another minute, Amon closed the panel. "Well, there’s no point sitting here all day."

He stood up and walked toward the bathroom, deciding that he would rather undergo the transformation somewhere he could manage the heat.

If the System’s warning proved accurate, he would at least have plenty of water available.

After removing his clothes, he turned on the tap and filled the bathtub with cool water.

He checked the temperature with his hand before stepping inside, allowing himself a moment to settle comfortably.

Once he was ready, he summoned the Origin Devourer. "Let’s see what you’ve got."

The markings across the relic began to glow as Amon activated the stored energy.

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[Origin Devourer activated.]

[Beginning power injection.]

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A faint stream of golden-red energy emerged from the relic and entered his chest.

Amon initially felt nothing more than a slight warmth beneath his skin.

However, the sensation spread rapidly, moving through his torso before branching into his arms and legs.

His heartbeat grew heavier.

Thump! Thump!

Each beat seemed to send another wave of energy through his body, and his muscles tightened involuntarily as the unfamiliar power began working its way through him.

Amon gripped the edge of the bathtub. "Damn...."

The warmth soon became intense enough to make him sweat.

He could feel the energy moving along his blood vessels and seeping into his bones, reinforcing his body from the inside.

Something about his entire bodily structure was changing.

Faint golden-red patterns appeared beneath his skin, resembling overlapping scales.

They spread across his chest and shoulders before gradually fading, leaving no visible marks behind.

His fingernails hardened, while an uncomfortable ache spread through his jaw and teeth.

For a brief moment, his reflection in the water revealed pupils that had narrowed into reptilian slits.

Amon blinked, and his eyes returned to normal. ’So this is what happens when you absorb a dragon’s power?’

He tried to examine the changes more carefully, but the energy suddenly surged toward his core.

His mana churned violently.

The Mana Furnace inside him reacted to the incoming power, attempting to absorb and refine it alongside the ambient mana entering his body.

For several seconds, the two energies clashed, sending waves of heat through his abdomen.

Amon clenched his teeth and forced himself to remain still.

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[Transformation Status: Stable.]

[The user’s Mana Furnace is adapting to the incoming draconic energy.]

[Please remain calm. Interrupting the process is not recommended.]

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"Easy for you to say."

The water around him had begun warming considerably.

Amon could feel the heat radiating from his body, and faint wisps of steam rose from the surface whenever he moved.

He considered stopping for a moment, but the System’s warning made him hesitate.

If the process was already underway, interrupting it might create more problems than allowing it to finish.

He took a deep breath and endured the discomfort.

Minutes passed slowly.

The energy continued spreading through his body, strengthening his muscles and reinforcing his bones.

His senses became sharper, allowing him to hear the faint movement of water inside the pipes and the distant footsteps of someone walking through the building.

At the same time, the heat continued to rise.

By the time thirty minutes had passed, Amon was breathing heavily, and his entire body felt as though it had been placed inside a furnace.

The bathtub water had become uncomfortably warm.

He pulled the drain plug, allowing some of the heated water to escape, then turned on the tap to refill it with fresh, cool water.

The temperature dropped gradually, providing some relief as the last traces of energy settled inside him.

Finally, a notification appeared.

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[Transformation Complete!]

[Congratulations! The user has awakened a new physique.]

[Ancient Dragon Sovereign Physique]

[Grade: Divine]

[Description: A powerful physique born from the absorption of ancient draconic energy.]

[Current Stage: Initial Awakening]

[Notice: The physique remains unrefined. Time is required to unlock its full potential.]

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Amon stared at the notification, then slowly grinned. "Divine-grade physique? Now that’s more like it."

The discomfort had been considerable, but the result was worth it.

His body felt stronger than before, and even the way mana flowed through him seemed to have changed.

However, the transformation wasn’t entirely over in a practical sense.

Powerful energy still surged beneath his skin, making it difficult to control his movements.

His abdomen remained unusually hot, and every breath seemed to carry a trace of warmth.

Amon waited several more minutes before climbing out of the bathtub. He dried himself, changed into fresh clothes, and examined his reflection in the mirror.

Apart from a faint redness across his chest, he looked almost the same as before.

Yet when he clenched his fist, the strength beneath his skin was unmistakable.

He would need to test his new physique later.

’...For now, I am really fucking horny.’

Amon left his room and headed toward the first floor.

As he reached the bottom of the stairs, he spotted Marielle nearby.

She was standing beside a table, apparently examining some documents, wearing a black lace lingerie set beneath a loose robe.

Her purple hair fell over her shoulders, and she seemed so focused on her work that she hadn’t noticed him approaching.

Amon stopped.

For a moment, he forgot about the heat surging through his body.

Marielle looked up, noticed him staring, and immediately narrowed her eyes. "What are you looking at?"

Amon blinked and forced himself to look at her face.

He slowly walked towards her. "We made a bet remember?"

Marielle didn’t said anything as she looked at his naked body and his erected dick that stood up for her majestically.

She blushed and looked away from him before asking. "What do you fucking want?"

"Come with me." Amon said with an unusual heat in his voice.

Marielle said nothing and only brought her hand up.

Amon quickly grabbed them and rushed towards his room.