"Don't you think it's hot?"
Although Ethan couldn't open his eyes and couldn't see, his ears hadn't been affected. At this moment, listening to the 'glug glug' sounds coming from inside the wooden bucket, he didn't need to think to know just how high the water temperature was.
It was probably already boiling.
And yet the Eye of Nightmare actually looked like it was having a great time soaking in it?
"A little," The Eye of Nightmare sighed comfortably, "Then do you know what you look like right now?"
"If you don't tell me, how would I know? I can't see."
"Basically, uh…"
The Eye of Nightmare paused several times before continuing, "How should I describe it? Like a puddle of sludge, I guess!"
"There's a layer of black scales protecting your torso and your head, so you still look vaguely human. Oh, but your face and your nose have already melted, so you look a little like a potato."
"And then, your hands and feet have all turned into puddles of liquid human flesh, stuck to the floor. You look kind of miserable!"
"..."
Hearing this, Ethan realized that his feeling had indeed been right.
He really had melted.
And his brain and torso seemed to be fine because they were protected by the Demonic Armor.
It couldn't be said that they were completely fine, but at least he was still alive.
As for his limbs…
From the moment Ethan could no longer move his hands and feet, he already knew that something had probably gone wrong with them.
It was just that who could have imagined that the problem would be this…
Serious!
"Forget it."
After learning the truth, Ethan felt that as long as he wasn't dead, that was already pretty good.
He simply lay down and waited for the Demonic Armor to finish fusing… then he would see.
He wasn't afraid that he would actually die in here.
Since this Fusion Tempering Furnace hadn't managed to kill him right from the start, that meant it probably couldn't kill him in the short term.
And once enough time had passed, even if Ethan couldn't leave this place, the attendants and the two Archmages would definitely discover that something was wrong with him.
By then… at worst, he could just become a stone man like Nostradamus.
Better to live badly than die well.
As long as he was alive, there would always be hope.
It was just a pity…
If he couldn't participate in the Demon Tree Climbing Race by then, he wondered whether his lord ranking would be overtaken.
[Demonic Armor: Fusion 77%]
[Demonic Armor: Fusion 83%]
[Demonic Armor…]
As time slowly passed.
The fusion rate of Ethan's Demonic Armor also rose rapidly.
Meanwhile, the Eye of Nightmare, which was soaking in the hot spring nearby, suddenly let out an 'eh' and said, "These black scales of yours are really strange. They're actually growing out from that puddle of sludge that used to be your hand."
"What do you mean, growing out?", Ethan was somewhat shocked when he heard this, "What does growing out look like? Go ahead and describe it."
"How do I describe it? It's like feathers or fingernails, growing out from inside the flesh, and then covering your skin layer by layer, or rather, covering your rotten flesh," The Eye of Nightmare sounded somewhat helpless, "But at least your upper arms have a shape now. They look better than when they were just a puddle before."
"Really?"
Hearing this, Ethan also tried to raise his arm.
He discovered that his arm could actually move now. Although he still couldn't feel anything in his forearm or hand, at least his upper arm could be raised, as if sensation were returning.
"Hey, don't move around!", The Eye of Nightmare hurriedly stopped Ethan, "Although your upper arm has grown black scales and can move for the time being,
"Do you know that the forearm attached to your upper arm is still a puddle of flesh? When you just raised it, you almost pulled the rotten flesh on your forearm apart."
"I estimate that if it gets torn off, it'll really be ruined!"
"Alright!"
Ethan was given quite a scare. He hurriedly put his hand back where it was and continued lying there waiting.
After all, so much time had already passed.
Ethan wasn't in a hurry over this short amount of time.
If he really moved around carelessly and tore it apart… he probably wouldn't even have tears to cry.
[Demonic Armor: Fusion 97%]
[Demonic Armor: Fusion 98%]
[Demonic Armor: Fusion 99%]
"It's almost done."
Ethan was overjoyed.
However…
Ten minutes later, Ethan discovered that the fusion progress of the [Demonic Armor] had remained stuck at 99% and wouldn't move.
It was just like certain annoying games, making people so angry.
"Fuck! What's going on?"
Ethan was genuinely furious.
After all, with the state he was in right now, getting stuck halfway, neither here nor there, was really annoying.
However… after lying there for a long time.
Ethan suddenly felt that his eyes seemed to be able to move slightly.
He struggled to open a narrow slit and looked toward the inside of the red-hot Fusion Tempering Furnace. He discovered that in the middle of the fair scale, there really was a red exclamation mark.
[Insufficient Materials: One creature with an independent consciousness must be added and made into the Spirit of the Armor of the Demonic Armor in order to complete the final demonic transformation step of the Demonic Armor.]
[PS: It is best to choose a creature originating from the Dark World as the independent consciousness. This can greatly increase the chance of successful fusion.]
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