The fallen Dragon Head rolled to Losa's feet.
Even though it was just a head, it was still taller than a person.
The bony protrusions on top of its head seemed like the crown of a King fallen from his throne, waiting for a new ruler to pick it up and ascend to the throne.
Afterward.
The blood flowing from the severed neck of the Dragon Head quickly vaporized.
It only took a few breaths.
The entire Dragon Head turned into lead-gray rock, losing all traces of its special aura.
Over there, the dragon's body was the same, rapidly petrifying.
The scorching temperature gradually dropped.
The spewed lava also cooled quickly.
Losa, without hesitation, allocated all the points he gained from leveling up to Spirit, instantly elevating his Spiritual Power to the critical point of ninety.
He could feel the immense power within himself, with scorching Dragon Blood flowing through his veins. His Power, Physical Strength, and Endurance had all significantly improved.
