Chapter 1300: Dipper Seven
“How long’s it been?” Ogras asked.
“Just over two weeks,” Zac said and briefly recounted what happened while Ogras absorbed his prey.
While catching Ogras up to speed, the demon started a parallel conversation through telepathy. ‘No wonder that bastard suddenly acted like he’d been injected with chicken blood. It almost overwhelmed me after the Dao burst.’
‘Are you okay now?’ Zac asked.
The subtle changes to the demon’s appearance hadn’t passed Zac by. His horns were an inch longer with a rougher surface. The outline of his skin-like scales had also become slightly more pronounced, moving closer to the crocodile’s shape. Ogras also exuded the brutal aura of a primeval beast, though he was already learning to rein in that aspect.
‘I should count myself lucky that misery loves company. The other guests inside my Spiritlock Physique lent a helping hand. I suppose they couldn’t live with the idea of some arrogant newcomer claiming the prize they’ve eyed for years,’ Ogras said. ‘With how things played out, I should light a stick of incense for that old bag of leather for disrupting my breakthrough.’
‘It ended up helping, after all?’
‘Little Antuka’s bloodline gained a boost, and the extra energy saved me months of Body Tempering to stabilize the stage. The old ancestor even imparted a few memories holding extremely profound insights into the Dao of Shadows.’
‘And the bloodline itself?’