"What on earth is going on with you?"
Temude immediately stood up from his chair and grabbed Lanle's arm to inspect it closely.
There was no mistake, these scales were nothing like the Dragon Scales should be,
"This is the influence caused by the Demon Clan's bloodline."
Lanle, without a change in expression, tore off a piece of the scale forcefully. Despite his arm being covered in blood, his face remained unchanged, as if he couldn't feel the pain.
The lacerated wound grew new flesh visibly, repairing itself.
This speed seemed much slower than an authentic Demon Clan, but it was still an extraordinary Recovery Power for a human.
"Diminished pain sensation, enhanced Recovery Power, growing all sorts of bizarre organs... These are the general effects of this tainted bloodline."
"How could this be..."
Temude's face was full of disbelief.
