Chapter 162: We’re Rich
**BOOM!**
On the main planet, on a continent where the Mannaz lived without anything too flashy, the ground seemed to explode. A thick cloud of dust covered everything.
Up in the sky, a Dragoness flapped her wings with a cold stare. She didn’t move, but then a serpentine figure slipped out from her clothes.
Darian let out a huff, and his body lit up.
He started floating as his physical form turned ethereal. Quickly, he began to change... all his rainbow colors faded, and he turned completely black.
The black power took over him entirely. He felt a huge surge of strength coming from that body of his and smiled. Now, he didn’t need to fight just with daggers, using either black or white power. While Niara used one, he’d use the other, also transforming.
But they were really different. Niara was a melee fighter, a true war tank. Darian, thanks to his rings and his domain, would use black and white power in completely different ways.
In that instant, he felt like something inside him was catching fire. A near primal urge to let it all out took over.
The little black dragon opened its mouth... the world went dead silent like it was bracing for a disaster.
The dust on the ground started to clear.
There, a deep abyss appeared. Inside, there were several buildings and structures. Before, that place was just a flat, ordinary plain. Countless spatial runes and inscriptions had hidden the abyss. Anyone passing by would’ve felt nothing underneath. They’d just see a normal dirt path and walk right over it without noticing a thing.