The flames roared upward, instantly engulfing Lanyling’s body.
At that exact moment, a centaur suddenly pointed at Xieli II and screamed,
“Look! Look at the Young Khan! He’s really changed!”
Everyone spun around in shock.
Then they all gasped.
Xieli II was still a centaur, but something had indeed changed.
His upper body was rapidly shrinking.
Not only was it shrinking, it was becoming thinner and weaker.
His powerful muscles melted away at a speed visible to the naked eye.
His thick, fierce beard vanished.
The proud, mighty torso of a centaur was becoming more and more like that of an ordinary human.
“Ah… Ah…”
Xieli II looked down at his own body in horror.
He watched helplessly as his powerful upper body kept shrinking.
Within moments, his upper body had become no stronger than that of an average human.
Compared to the enormous horse body beneath him, it looked absurdly small and weak.
“No! No! This isn’t happening!”
Xieli II let out a terrified scream.
He tried to summon the immense strength that had once filled his body, but it was gone.
His terrifying power had disappeared without a trace.
The entire square fell deathly silent.
Every centaur stared at him with terror in their eyes.
Although Xieli II had not literally turned into a horse, he no longer looked like a true centaur warrior.
His human torso had become tiny and feeble, as if the divine blood of the Moon Demon God had abandoned him.
“This… this…”
Xieli Khan’s face turned deathly pale.
His hands trembled violently.
His entire body shivered uncontrollably.
The flames continued to burn around Lanyling.
Yet Lanyling’s calm voice echoed from within the fire,
“Xieli Khan, do you still believe I am a fraud?”
His voice was steady, without the slightest trace of pain.
It was as though the blazing fire could not harm him at all.
Every centaur present stared blankly at the burning figure.
Fear spread through the crowd like a plague.
Could he really be…
The envoy of the Moon Demon God?