'Just how strong is Xenos?' Ian couldn't help but shudder as he thought of this. First of all, obviously, Xenos is the oldest as the Progenitor of Vampire. It could be said that Xenos must be like a god among vampires due to his unknown age. Xenos must be an old antique from a distant era. Now, an old unstoppable ancestor.
'Well, there's no point thinking about it. That guy was in the so-called Upper Realm after all.'
Just like that, Ian proceeded to consume biomass to increase his height. Under everyone's dumbfounded gaze, Ian, from 4.75 meters, grew another two meters in the blink of an eye. Now, Ian had reached an astonishing 6.75 meters!
His arms and feet became longer and sturdier. The Kagune behind Ian grew sharper, thicker, and longer, making it much more dangerous. Every body part grew at a speed visible to the naked eye. Everyone couldn't help but take a deep breath at such a surreal scene. Even Garry who had seen a lot was quite astonished at this moment, reflected by his mouth subtly wider.
Garry couldn't help but think. 'What is this? I could feel that his blood quality was still the same as before... So how could he suddenly grow bigger !?'
Although at Garry's current body size, a meter 6.75 meters wasn't a threat. However, for True Werewolves, this is quite a blow. The werewolf races were known for their exaggerated body sizes while the vampire races were known for their growth through aging. So, how could a lesser vampire be bigger than a true werewolf!?
Most true werewolves only stood at four meters on average and five meters at maximum. The lesser vampire in front of him was clearly abnormal!
'He must have a secret!' A light of greed flashed through Garry's pupils. He couldn't help but have thoughts in his heart. 'No, I must keep him alive and understand his secrets. I don't know if it's just a special constitution or something else...'
In the Curtained Imperium, there are existances with heaven-defying special constitutions. Each body is unique on its own. One of the most famous ones was the Asura Constitution!
It was an elf who had that special, one-in-a-hundred-thousand years kind of body. Due to the uniqueness of his body, it allowed him to fight opponents that were seven major realms higher than him. His peers had been left to dust. The older generations had to bow down to him. Asura Constitution allowed him to heal/regenerate any injuries, no matter how grave, in just a millisecond. Even with just one cell, that guy could recover in just 0.1 seconds. His constitution is perfect for battle, his magical energy is nigh-infinite, the hand he could fight forever, and spam high-level magic with ease.
If Ian has a secret. It would be worth it for this trip! Of course, if it's due to a special constitution, there's nothing Garry can do about it. After all, these unique physiques cannot be stolen, unless you have the means to seize a creature's body.
On the other hand, Daniel and others were numb at this moment. Time and time again, Ian had given them a surprise. A growth of two meters isn't as exaggerated as that from before.
"You guy, you really keep surprising us. At this rate, you're on the path of becoming 100 meters Behemoth or even more." Daniel looked up at Ian enviously.
Ian chuckled. "Nah, I'm not like that."
Liz, on the side, patted the dust on her body and looked up at Ian with complex eyes. Well, she really had to look up because Ian was too big. "I wish I had a special body like yours. Although it's a hassle to have such a big body. It gives you the capital to fight with those big bad werewolves."
Hearing this, Ian shrugged. "Having a gigantic body is indeed troublesome." Then he grinned. "Nah, but not for me. My body doesn't slow me down, not in the slightest."
"What do you mean?" With doubtful eyes, Liz asked. For her, isn't common sense that usually, large bodies that could topple mountains are bound to be incredibly slow. According to logic, the larger the matter, the heavier the mass. Gravity affects bigger things, etc...
Daniel and Kate who were curious also gave Ian a look. Kate rolled her eyes. "I think you're bullshitting us again, aren't you."
Daniel raised his hand, pointed his fist at Ian, and raised his middle finger. "Indeed, this guy had been doing nothing but play tricks on us. Always trolling with us." Daniel's expression turned sour. "I don't know why. But you guy is synonymous with mischief."
"That's a bit far-fetched?" Liz said with an uncertain tone. "I mean, yeah, Ian likes to play around but he can also be serious when the situation calls for it."
"Nah, that's bullshit I say." Daniel shook his head in disgust.
"Tch..." Ian clicked his tongue. "I don't care about what you guys think about my personality. In the end, you have to put up with me because I'll become the strongest."
Suddenly, Barseagle's panicked scream caught everyone off guard.
At this time, a huge shadow enveloped Ian. Then the hair on his skin stood up, and a strong pressure descended upon him, making him unable to move. The feeling? It was like he was carrying a mountain on his shoulder, he was stuck.
"I'm eager to know how you grew so big. You are a lesser but you have the size of a true werewolf. What is your secret, kid?"
Hearing this, Ian's body felt cold. It was Garry's voice. 'He can feel my true state?'
"What secret? What F- art!"
A gigantic fist slammed against Ian's back. Against Garry's fist, Ian was akin to a mosquito. Ian catapulted in the air, his five orifices spilling blood profusely.
'I feel like every bone in my body is screaming.'
It was the first time he felt this kind of pain. Every inch of his exoskeleton armor which was designed to bear massive loads had a crack. In just one punch, Garry almost incapacitated him!
Ian vomited blood. 'Is this the gap between me and a Higher Werewolf?' It was a slap in the face. A reality check that woke him up.