Chapter 122 - 5) Floor two round two -2
A shadow passed over Eva .
It wss very fast and sharp.
Tia froze, mid-chant, her lips parting in horror.
"Move!" Alan roared, shoving her aside using his magic, just as a massive clawed foot slammed down where she had floated seconds ago, carving a deep crater into the rock.
The Centilord had descended again.
And it wasn’t the same beast anymore.
Its entire body radiated puredeath.
The black-and-purple hellfire had fully consumed its form. Spiked wings arched from its back, laced with ember veins pulsing like hearts.
The skull-like face had split wider, jaws twisted unnaturally open in a perpetual scream.
A status prompt flickered above its head:
[Centilord Ascended Form – Void Incarnate]
[Passive Skill Activated: Soul Burn – All damage inflicts permanent stat drain.]