It was a wonderful feeling… It was like cotton…
At first, it was white. Now, someone began to secretly add iron powder into it. After completely filling the gaps in the cotton with iron powder, he burned all the cotton with fire, burned the remaining iron powder into molten iron, cooled it down, and then tempered it to remove the impurities inside.
Caspian could sense that his body was undergoing such a transformation. No one knew where the black flame came from. But, it did have such a magical effect. The countless resentful souls under his feet were to make the flames burn more and more vigorously and not rest for a long time!
Caspian understood that what the person behind the Gates of Hell did was definitely not just to make him stronger. The greater possibility was that the guy hoped that when his soul occupied this body in the future, he could perfectly exert its strength. But now, it was Caspian who had gained the upper hand.
In that case, Caspian would not refuse it. After all, if Caspian became stronger, he would have more confidence and capital to fight against this man behind Gates of Hell.
This was a game between them. It all depended on who would be able to gain the upper hand, and obviously, it was Caspian.
In the flames, Caspian’s clothes were gradually burned clean. However, he was not hurt at all. There were no clothes on his upper body, and the black flame kept licking every inch of his skin. Waves of powerful power poured into it. Soon, runes appeared on Caspian‘s skin. These runes exuded a vast and ancient aura. In the heart, the resentful souls, which had not been burned yet, suddenly screamed in horror when they saw this scene. They kept hiding deeper and deeper. It was as if what they feared most was not the black flame, but Caspian!
As if sensing the appearance of runes, the guy behind the Gates of Hell sneered.
“What is this? Body inscriptions?” Caspian looked down and asked in confusion.
He could feel that runes was extraordinary. At this moment, he could clearly feel the surging power without even touching it.
“No… It is more profound… Than body inscriptions… You will… Know in the future…”
“You’re deliberately mystifying,” Caspian snorted. “How long will it take to recover?”
“One eighth…”
Caspian looked down at him. His upper body was almost full of this kind of tunes. This made him look a little ferocious. But at the same time, there was an obvious increase in power. He couldn’t help but think of what the man said before, “I don’t know magical power.”
Powerful body, terrifying power, this was clearly the sign of a Body Refiner. Caspian really wanted to ask if it was the powerful body refiner from back then. But after thinking about it, even if he asked, the other party would definitely not answer. On the contrary, the other party might even make fun of him.
Anyway, he already knew some key information. By then, he might be able to find out the identity of this guy behind Gates of Hell. And it seemed that this guy was besieged and killed. Since that was the case, he would laugh at the guy after he found out who the other party was.
With this thought in mind, Caspian stopped thinking nonsense and concentrated on feeling the changes in his body. He then saw that runes below his right rib was not obvious. But as time went by, runes in that area became clearer and clearer under the skin. It seemed the one eighth mentioned by the guy before was this area.
Just as Caspian was guessing, the voice of that guy behind Gates of Hell rang again.
“Do you… Have another… White Tiger… ”
“What are you going to do?” Caspian frowned.
He had never released Little Candy from Earrings of Echo when the guy occupied his body. And now the other party actually knew the existence of Little Candy.
Then the only possibility was…
“You peeked at me?” Caspian was angry.
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