Saral felt the threat of death.
That feeling was like a cold venomous snake, crawling from his tailbone all the way up to his crown.
He had no time to think. The dark red spiritual energy within him rampaged wildly, and his Asura Battle Physique was pushed to its limit.
"Roar——!"
The three heads simultaneously let out deafening roars, the sound waves exploding in the cave, shaking the walls and dislodging rocks that fell with a clatter.
In that moment, Saral's body swelled again, shooting from over three meters to nearly five meters, with muscles bulging as if filled with air, and veins coiling like dragons beneath his skin.
The keratin scales became even thicker, changing color from dark red to deep black, with bizarre patterns emerging on each scale, exuding a suffocating evil aura.
The veins on his six arms bulged, and his fists clenched so tightly that the knuckles turned white, with each arm growing thicker than before.
