"It’s done." Grey stretched with a satisfied expression.
He had completely finished comprehending the structural engineering of the two human transformation techniques. Now all that was left was the Endless Heaven of God Transformation technique.
This technique was crucial, because a god’s body was near perfect. Combining that with Alissa’s draconic body, the effects would be incredible.
Racial structure and features of two races. Wasn’t this what Grey wanted?
He wanted to beco stronger, and if combining them both could help him reach that result, then he would do so. And that was precisely why the Anchor existed.
He could switch between them any ti he wanted to.
The True Dragon possessed an extrely resilient body. If not for Nexus Overclock working overti to push his limits, he most likely would never have broken her scales.
In battle, the best offense was always the best defense.
"After the Endless Heaven of God Transformation, I still need to deduce the transformation technique that forges the genetic markings all at the sa ti." Grey let out a tired sigh.
If he was being honest, that transformation technique was going to be extrely difficult to deduce.
If he used the transformation techniques one by one and ford several hundred markings all at once, it wouldn’t work.
The Chaos Trait Modularization Art’s process was instantaneous, and he did not possess an endless supply of vital essence to keep the DNA structure stretched for long. In the worst case scenario, he would die because the process remained unfinished and his body initiated self destruction due to destabilized DNA.
Of course, that could be solved by having a massive amount of vital essence. He believed that an amount comparable to a large pool would be enough.
But where would he find that much vital essence? Even wiping the herb fields clean wouldn’t get him that amount.
In the end, if he could not deduce a transformation technique capable of invoking all genetic markings simultaneously, he would resort to the forr thod. He would spend a vast amount of ti engraving them first, then cut down the traits using the Chaos Trait Modularization Art.
But if he succeeded in deducing such a technique, he could not only make the process faster, but also require far less vital essence. He could condense hundreds of markings at once and then imdiately forge the perfect twelve markings.
Whatever the case, he would definitely forge it and reach the first level.
Just then, he sensed sothing from the secret realm.
"Oh. She’s out?" Grey’s expression turned strange.
Because he had been studying the clone’s transformation, he had likely cooped himself up in his room for too long. If he wasn’t wrong, exactly two days had passed.
Then a wide grin spread across his face. He still vividly rembered the way Alissa had acted a few days ago.
He couldn’t wait to see her face.
...
Alissa blinked.
She looked around in her human form with a blank expression. She already knew where she was. She still vividly rembered Grey bringing her here when she suddenly began her True Origin Dragon transformation.
Then her body trembled as mories from a few days ago resurfaced.
Her cold, expressionless face cracked slightly as a deep crimson flush blood from embarrassnt.
The next mont, the air around her distorted and a spatial crack ford in front of her.
Out of it, Grey slowly descended.
"Oh, looks like ’my wife’ is out of seclusion." His tone carried clear teasing and mockery.
In the following instant, the temperature plumted as a sharp icicle shot toward Grey at breakneck speed.
But Grey rely stood there with a grin. He didn’t even need to move, simply using telekinesis to shatter it apart.
Then a hurt expression appeared on his face. "What happened, ’my wife’? Did I do sothing wrong? I was thinking of going to the marriage office to officially register us."
"..." Dark lines ford on Alissa’s cold face.
She knew very well that Grey was making fun of her. Yet she couldn’t understand why she was so angry.
She would have strangled him to death right then if not for the fact that this entire situation was her own fault.
She took a deep breath and spoke. "You. Stop that!"
"Stop what?" Grey asked with a worried expression. "Are we not getting married? I thought we were a lovey dovey cou—"
Before he could finish, a white frost sword shot toward Grey with imnse speed. By the ti he registered it, the blade was already hovering between his eyebrows.
However, Grey rely grinned.
The mont the sword was about to touch his temple, his Saint’s Eye shone with mysterious light. Power surged endlessly as the world fell silent under a ti stop.
Yet neither Alissa nor Grey was frozen within the stopped world.
Alissa closed in with a cold expression, the source law of frost pouring out endlessly as she slashed forward. The strike transford into sword shaped icicles wrapped in True Source energy.
"I told you to stop!" Alissa demanded coldly as she launched the blades.
Seeing this, Grey laughed. "You little dragon aren’t strong enough to beat yet."
What he said was only partially true. Grey knew Alissa was stronger at this point, but that only applied to her dragon form.
In her human form, if he pushed Nexus Overclock beyond its limits, he could still beat her.
Black lines subtly erged across his hands as he moved. By now, ti had resud, and a terrifying shockwave erupted from his physical body alone, effortlessly breaking the sound barrier.
At his current level, even a simple action was enough to shatter the sound barrier.
Martial path evolvers possessed effortless control over their bodies. Since he had plagiarized from the martial path, he naturally possessed it as well.
In truth, he wouldn’t even need their thods. With his comprehension alone, he would eventually gain perfect mastery over his body.
He snapped out of his thoughts as he closed in on the incoming swords.
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