Chapter 40 Tree Of Death

• Alaric smiled but it was obvious that it didn’t reach his eyes. “If I did, you shall not be alive to find out,” and right then, right before everyone’s eyes, golden scales started appearing on his body. They covered his skin and up to his face, making him look like he was clothed in golden armor. His long white hair was flowing around him in the gentle breeze emanating from him. Alaric then point his sword at him, “let me see how strong thy are, angelic warrior.”
• If the man wasn’t scared before, he was now. If the God killer can summon his dragon scales, it only means one thing, he was one step to taking his dragon form. He gulped, considering his life choices, whether he should stay and fight or should he flee and report to his god?
• “In case you do not know, I am only a step away from recovering the last of my strength, and you of all people should know that a fight with a worthy opponent can break the last shard of a seal. I thank you, for coming at the right moment. I was hoping to use the demon king and son of Aspa, but you,” he grinned eerily, “you shall suffice.”