At this moment, it was already the seventh day in the dungeon, and in about two hours, the dungeon would end.
But Wang Zhifan was not in a rush to hunt monsters. Although he was still in the ruins of the Holy Capital Aifilan, he had stopped his busy activities of the past few days and started doing something else.
He took out a fiery red, imposing armor from his personal space and put it on, looking like a majestic ancient general.
"Demon Dragon Transformation!"
With a clear shout, the fiery red armor he wore began to undergo an astonishing transformation! The armor seemed to have life as it swiftly expanded from his torso and, in the blink of an eye, enveloped his entire body! It formed a fiery red dragon-shaped helmet with two horns on his head, and a tightly bound protective layer of fiery red scale armor on his limbs, making him look like a powerful warrior clad in full fire dragon armor!
