Skinwalker Belle – Chapter 489 – Just Kidding, Heehee

At the bottom of the scorched pit.

Deafening booms echoed without end.

Fifteen black and earth dragons, their bodies honed for physical combat, collapsed like mountains of flesh, locking Lin Fan’s joints in an iron grip.

The grating sound of bones grinding against each other reverberated through the pit.

Beyond them, twenty-one elemental dragons opened their massive jaws.

Countless searing crimson Dragon Breaths and frigid ice-blue streams wove together into a net, cascading down like a waterfall, slamming relentlessly into Lin Fan’s colossal pure-white draconic form.

Ice and fire intertwined.

The violent temperature differential caused the jade-white scales on Lin Fan’s surface to begin cracking.

Every second, hundreds of thousands of tons of physical impact force smashed through her scales and into her flesh.

High above, ten pureblood female dragons’ foreheads blazed with violet light.

Spiritual lances struck again and again into Lin Fan’s Mental Sea, forcibly interrupting her attempts to channel Spiritualization.

“BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!”

Dragon Breath scoured the ground, blasting the vitrified crystals around the pit into dust.

“Keep up the pressure! Don’t give her a moment to breathe!” Long Yue circled directly overhead, his dark-golden dragon pupils burning with frenzy and excitement.

It’s working!

The Dragon Control Array taught by the Grand Elder could actually restrain a monster of this size!

As long as they locked her joints, disrupted her mind, and wore down her stamina with high-frequency elemental attacks, what did it matter if she was Level 8?

Blue Star humans were Blue Star humans after all—without the Dragon Clan’s inexhaustible Bloodline heritage, she would eventually be ground down!

“Increase the Breath!” Long Yue roared.

The sea of Dragon Breath grew even more violent.

Just then, an odd sound came from the bottom of the pit.

The pure-white giant dragon pinned at the very bottom suddenly convulsed violently.

Then a piercing, miserable scream tore through the thick smoke and dust.

“AAAAAAHHHH…”

It wasn’t a dragon’s roar.

It was an extremely delicate female voice, laced with tears, carrying unmistakable pain and despair, even trembling with a hint of a sob from the agony.

“It hurts so much…”

The scream was jarringly out of place on the battlefield.

The black dragons pressing down on Lin Fan froze for a moment.

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They could clearly feel the massive body beneath them—once taut as a steel plate—now trembling violently, its resistance rapidly fading.

Long Yue was overjoyed.

Her defenses are broken!

The demon that had carved through Border Dragon City and crippled the Council of Elders had finally reached her limit!

“She’s done for!” Long Yue laughed aloud, his dark-golden Dragon Scales gleaming with bloodthirsty light in the sun. “Did you hear that? This is the limit of a Blue Star human! Now you see the might of the Dragon Emperor Hall’s personal guard!”

“Keep going! Burn through her scales! Grind her bones to dust inch by inch!”

The brilliance of the Dragon Breath surged once more.

The bottom of the pit had already turned into a seething lake of magma.

“AAAAAAHHHH…”

Lin Fan’s screams grew louder, now laced with rapid, ragged breaths.

But what Long Yue couldn’t see was that beneath the cover of magma and smoke, there was not a trace of pain in Lin Fan’s golden Vertical pupils.

Talent: Tyranny.

Converts all pain and fatigue into… power.

The agony of shattering scales, the torment of tearing muscles, the stabbing needles of mental assault.

All the damage that would drive an ordinary Level 7 Evolved being insane was, in this moment, being converted inside Lin Fan’s body into an unending tsunami of power.

Every convulsion of her massive frame wasn’t from pain at all.

“Not a bad massage chair.”

Lin Fan let out a sigh from the depths of her heart.

She narrowed her golden vertical pupils, gazing at the black dragon straining desperately atop her wing, and curled her mouth into an exaggerated grin.

The act had gone on long enough.

She’d had her fill of the massage experience.

Time to get down to business.

“Ahhhh…” Lin Fan’s agonized cries abruptly stopped.

The next second.

A lazy, teasing female voice rang clearly in the ears of every dragon present.

“Just kidding. Hehe.”

Long Yue’s laughter froze in his throat.

The fifteen physical dragons piled on top of Lin Fan simultaneously felt a chilling dread creep up their spines.

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Before they could react, something extraordinary happened.

Lin Fan’s massive pure-white draconic body suddenly lost its physical substance.

The scales, scorched black and cracked by Dragon Breath, dissolved into nothingness in an instant.

Then an indescribably terrifying heat erupted from within her.

“BOOM!”

It wasn’t Spirit Energy, nor ordinary flame.

It was pure-white fire born from peak Level 8 Mental Strength, compressed to its absolute limit and fused with mastery over fire elements!

Fire Elementation!

Flesh is weak; elements ascend.

In that instant, Lin Fan completely abandoned her physical form, transforming herself into a mass of pure exotic flame shaped like a dragon.

“ROOOAR!”

A bloodcurdling scream tore through the sky.

This time, it was the fifteen black and earth dragons piled on top of Lin Fan who screamed.

Physical restraints were useless against an elemental body.

Their formidable physical forms passed straight through Lin Fan’s flaming body and crashed into the magma below.

The pure-white flames erupting from Lin Fan clung to their scales like an unshakable curse.

The fire-resistant scales of Level 7 dragons were like paper before that pure-white flame.

In just three seconds.

The three black dragons closest to her were reduced to ash—bones, organs, and all.

The remaining twelve dragons thrashed wildly, desperately trying to extinguish the flames on their bodies, but could only be slowly burned to cinders amid despairing wails.

“Fall back! Fall back now!” Long Yue roared in fury, his eyes nearly splitting at the corners.

The twenty-one elemental dragons on the periphery who had been spewing Dragon Breath were scared out of their wits, frantically beating their wings to climb higher into the sky.

But it was too late.

The hundred-meter-long pure-white flame dragon in the deep pit rose slowly into the air.

No flesh. No scales.

Only leaping tongues of gold-and-white fire traced the perfect silhouette of a dragon.

The space around her warped violently under the terrifying heat, erupting in a series of piercing explosions.

Lin Fan hovered in midair, her blazing golden eyes coldly watching the dragons scatter in panic.

“Did you really think you could wear me down with numbers?”

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Lin Fan’s voice echoed across heaven and earth, dripping with lofty contempt.

“That old bastard Long Jingtian said one thing right.”

“The gap between Level 7 and Level 8 was never about having a bit more strength or thicker hide.”

Lin Fan raised a dragon claw wreathed in pure-white flame and lightly tapped the empty air before her.

“It’s the Domain.”

The moment the words left her mouth.

An invisible wave erupted from Lin Fan in a hemispherical shockwave, instantly enveloping a ten-kilometer radius.

Omniscient Domain, activate!

Within that range, every current of wind, every heartbeat of every dragon, every thread of Spirit Energy in motion—all of it flooded into Lin Fan’s Mental Sea as the most precise data.

She had become the sole true god of this realm.

Long Yue watched in horror as the Spirit Energy circulating through his body suddenly slowed to a crawl, as if mired in quicksand.

The ten female dragons who had been performing mental interference from afar simultaneously spat out mouthfuls of blood.

The moment their mental strength left their bodies, it was crushed by an even greater will.

“Not done yet.”

A cruel smile curled at the corner of Lin Fan’s lips.

“Life Domain, open!”

Emerald-green ripples followed, perfectly overlapping with the Omniscient Domain.

Under normal conditions, Lin Fan could only use Life Extraction on targets of lower rank.

But now, under the dual enhancement of Dragonization and Fire Elementation, her control over the Hymn of Life had intensified by more than a full tier.

“Shhh…”

A dense sound of extraction filled the air.

The thirty-five surviving dragons covered by the domain let out desperate wails simultaneously.

Visible green motes of light were stripped from their massive bodies, surging like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, madly pouring into Lin Fan’s form of pure white flames.

That was their most primal life force.

As their vitality drained away, the dragons’ once-full scales rapidly lost their luster, becoming withered and ashen.

Powerful muscles began to atrophy, and even the strength to flap their wings was being drained away.

“No… please don’t…” An ice dragon let out a feeble cry of anguish, its colossal body plummeting straight to the ground like a string-cut kite, smashing into a pile of desiccated, shredded flesh.

The second, the third…

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One after another, like dumplings being dropped into a pot, seventh-rank Pureblood Giant Dragons fell from the sky.

Their proud tactics, formations, and bloodlines had become an utter joke under the absolute suppression of the domain.

Long Yue desperately drove the dragon blood within him, trying to resist the loss of his life force.

He stared at the pure white flame dragon not far away, bathed in green motes of life light, its aura growing ever more terrifying, and deep despair finally welled up in his eyes.

This wasn’t a battle at all.

This was a one-sided slaughter!

“You… what kind of monster are you…” Long Yue’s voice trembled beyond recognition.

Lin Fan didn’t answer him.

She felt the pure life force pouring into her body without end, instantly replenishing the stamina she’d expended during the Dragon Breath barrage, and even faintly brushing against the threshold of the eighth-rank peak.

“Super Invincible Flame Omniscient Life Dragon Promax Form!”

Lin Fan gave this new combined combat mode a name in her heart.

Strong.

So strong it was almost boring.

Lin Fan withdrew her gaze, no longer paying attention to the dying Long Yue.

She turned her massive flame head, her golden vertical pupils precisely locking onto the ten female Pureblood Giant Dragons teetering in the high sky.

The Omniscient Domain’s data feedback flashed through her mind.

Ten females.

All uniformly late seventh-rank.

Mental arts specialists.

The flames deep in Lin Fan’s eyes flickered violently—the greed of spotting premium prey.

“You had fun stabbing my brain with your mental strength earlier, didn’t you?”

Lin Fan’s colossal flame form vanished from where it stood.

The next second, she appeared directly above the ten female dragons.

Her pure white flame Dragon Claws shot out, their terrifying pressure pinning them firmly in midair.

“With you ten added in, I’ll just barely exceed my quota.”

Lin Fan’s voice was cold and cruel.

“Legendary Grade Skin, Long Xi.”

“Finally, I can unlock her.”