Snap, crack.
The eerie sound of tissues breaking apart and reforming echoed through the air.
[Seongjin, something’s wrong! The virtual world energy that was flowing from it suddenly disappeared!]
Before the Demon King could even finish his startled cry, Seongjin, sensing something, was already moving Max.
‘The demon has decided to abandon its familiar!’
He had a feeling this would happen.
Whoosh—
As he slid down the dinosaur’s body on Schnischhero, a fierce vortex erupted behind him. It was the friction between worlds, caused by the entity’s essence completely transforming.
Boom boom boom—
And just like that, the dinosaur’s entire body began to reconstruct itself right before his eyes.
Its unnecessarily massive form shrank bit by bit, and the tissues, which had been flimsy compared to its mass, grew denser.
Its once-bulging, hippo-like belly slimmed down, and its stout legs revealed defined muscle contours.
Even the veil of magic that had been wildly dispersing in all directions underwent a subtle change. The black smoke, having lost its center, seemed to scatter rapidly into the air for a moment.
However, most of the magic didn’t dissipate; instead, it began to gather and condense around the dinosaur in a swirling vortex.
Shwooosh—
But strangely, a small portion of the dispersing magic…