Skinwalker Belle – Chapter 302 – Successful Fusion, The Bloodline of the Incomplete Life Ancestor!

Time grew viscous and stretched on, mired in absolute agony.

If the previous Skin fusion was a remodeling of her body, then this time, it was like being thrown into a meat grinder, pulverized into paste, and then kneaded back together.

Inside the ice cave, violent torrents of energy, like tangible blades, carved countless gashes into the hard rock walls.

At the center of this storm, Lin Fan was enduring a hellish torment.

“Ngh…”

A muffled groan, suppressed to its absolute limit, was forced from the depths of her throat.

Her naked body was currently in an extremely bizarre state.

On the left half of her body, golden scales grew with abandon, a golden dragon seeming to writhe beneath her flesh. This was the will of the Pureblood Dragon Clan from the Mythic-grade Skin [Long Wu]—proud and domineering, attempting to completely subject this body to Dragonization.

On the right half of her body, black keratin layered upon itself, muscles swelling to three times their original size, with bulging veins like coiling flood dragons. This was the tyrannical Tyrannosaurus bloodline contained within the Epic-grade Skin [Long Xueqi]. It represented pure destruction and power, madly trying to tear everything apart.

And in the crevice between these two terrifying powers, a pink phantom was stirring up a storm in Lin Fan’s sea of consciousness.

It was the bloodline of the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox.

“Warning… Warning… Genetic chain disintegrating… Rejection reaction has exceeded the critical threshold…”

The system’s cold notifications exploded in her mind, but to Lin Fan, they sounded like delirious ramblings from a distant horizon.

Was it painful?

She couldn’t feel it anymore.

Her nervous system had been burned out three hours ago and was now rebuilding itself at a visible rate.

“Is… is this all you’ve got?”

The last shred of Lin Fan’s sanity roared in defiance.

The life energy from the hundred Skins she had invested, which should have been a harmonizing agent, had instead become a fuel, fanning the flames of this war for her body.

The golden dragon roared, the black dragon bellowed, and the fox tails swayed.

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They all wanted to be the master of this body.

Lin Fan’s own consciousness was like a small boat in a vast ocean, on the verge of being smashed to pieces by a colossal wave at any moment.

Lin Fan bit down hard on the tip of her tongue, using the instantaneous, sharp pain to forcibly gather her Mental Strength.

“Submit to me!”

“If you won’t obey, then I’ll devour you all!”

This was the desperate gamble of a madwoman.

But in a life-or-death crisis, only the mad often survive.

Perhaps it was because they sensed Lin Fan’s will to take them all down with her, or perhaps the energy from the hundred Skins had finally hit rock bottom and rebounded.

A mutation occurred.

The “Blue Star Human Bloodline,” Lin Fan’s original genes, which had been passive and utterly unnoticeable, suddenly stirred.

It was like a black hole that had slumbered for eons, abruptly opening its eyes.

Voom—!

An indescribable suction force erupted from the very depths of Lin Fan’s body.

It lacked the Dragon Clan’s dominance, the Tyrannosaurus’s ferocity, and the Celestial Fox’s cunning charm.

It had only one characteristic—inclusiveness.

Like the ocean that accepts a hundred rivers, its capacity was immense.

Or perhaps… it was greed.

Humans were, after all, the most avaricious creatures in this world.

Stealing divine fire, enslaving all beasts, reshaping heaven and earth.

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Before this most primal “greed,” the proud Dragon Clan and the tyrannical dinosaur were nothing more than prey.

“Roar?!”

A terrified dragon’s cry echoed from within Lin Fan’s body.

The golden phantom seemed to have sensed something and desperately tried to flee, to peel itself away at the genetic level.

But it was too late.

The “black hole” opened its maw without reason and bit down on the golden dragon’s vital spot.

Crack!

That was the sound of a fundamental rule shattering.

Next was the black Tyrannosaurus. It didn’t even have time to struggle before it was violently torn apart by the suction force, reduced to a stream of pure black energy, and swept into the black hole.

As for the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox, it didn’t even have the will to resist, obediently merging into the void.

The agony vanished.

In its place was an unprecedented sense of relief.

It was like land that had been parched for a millennium finally receiving a blessed rain.

Lin Fan could clearly feel every one of her cells cheering, transforming.

The chaotic scales began to fall off, and the grotesque muscles started to recede.

The pair of iconic, pure-white Dragon horns on her forehead slowly dissolved in a soft white light, retracting back into her body.

The nine-tailed phantom behind her disintegrated into motes of starlight, merging into her spine.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

An unknown amount of time passed.

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“Hah…”

A puff of turbid air was slowly exhaled, condensing into a straight arrow of mist in the cold air. It lingered, refusing to dissipate, and pierced straight through the ice wall ten meters away.

Lin Fan slowly opened her eyes.

The rainbow-colored light in her pupils had vanished, replaced by something more restrained and profound.

Without a close look, one would only think they were a pair of exceptionally beautiful black pupils. But if one were to meet her gaze, they would discover a cosmic nebula slowly turning within, captivating the soul.

She stood up.

The ice wall, as smooth as a mirror, reflected her current appearance.

Want a sip of my, Sister Fan’s, Holy Water? Open wide.

No Dragon horns.

No fox tails.

Even that aggressive, oppressive aura had disappeared.

The person in the mirror had the same facial features and the same stunning, perfect S-shaped curve of a figure.

Yet she gave off a completely different feeling.

As gentle as jade, as sacred as holy light, as unfathomable as the abyss.

Her originally silver hair seemed to have been dusted with a layer of frost, turning a pure white that cascaded down to her ankles. It moved without wind, stirred by energy fluctuations, and shimmered with a luster like crushed stardust.

The feeling was like… a statue of a goddess had come to life.

“Is this… returning to one’s true, unadorned self?”

Lin Fan raised a hand, looking at her fair, slender fingers.

The knuckles, once hardened for combat, had become rounded. Her skin was as delicate as a newborn’s, yet beneath that seemingly fragile surface lay a terrifying power capable of easily crushing superalloys.

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“System, pull up my status panel.”

With a thought, a light blue screen unfolded before her eyes.

[Host: Lei Li]

[Bloodline: Incomplete Progenitor of Life. Description: The ultimate bloodline forged by fusing multiple top-tier genes, including Human, Pureblood Dragon Clan, Branch Dragon Clan, Ancient Tyrannosaurus, and Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox, using the Human gene as the crucible.]

[Body Constitution: 15,420]

[Mental Strength: 16,800]

[New Bloodline Talents]

[Progenitor of Life: The host can freely utilize the abilities of any fused bloodline in any form and weaken the residual side effects within the bloodlines (e.g., the Tyranny side effect of the Tyrannical Tyrannosaurus).]

[Lord of All Spirits: Exerts a natural bloodline suppression on all living beings.]

[Unity of Spirit and Flesh: The body is the vessel of the spirit, and the spirit is the extension of the body. Can switch between spiritual and physical forms at will. Immune to physical damage in spiritual form.]

[Talents: God-level charm, bloodline affinity, Spirit Energy Purification, Faith Feedback. (All other abilities have been integrated into the bloodline talents.)]

Looking at the string of skyrocketing numbers, even Lin Fan, who had been mentally prepared, couldn’t help but suck in a sharp breath.

Fifteen thousand!

A Body Constitution of fifteen thousand!

Her Body Constitution alone had now reached the level of a mid-stage Rank 7. If she went all out with her trump cards, she could even take on a peak Rank 7.

Moreover, as long as she didn’t encounter an enemy specializing in Mental Strength or other special abilities, she could rely on her newly acquired spiritual form ability to retreat unscathed even from a Rank 8.

“The Progenitor of Life Bloodline…”

“This feels amazing!!!!!”