Max was not surprised.
He took out more resources and consumed them without hesitation.
This time, the pressure in his body increased severalfold. His muscles expanded slightly, then compressed again. His bones released crisp cracking sounds as they were washed by the gathered power. Every inch of his flesh felt as though it was being hammered by invisible divine blacksmiths.
But Max did not show pain.
Compared to the torment he had endured in the past, this was nothing.
More importantly, his body was too strong now.
The 5000 Dragon Scales formed a hidden protective layer beneath his skin, preventing the violent energy from damaging his physical structure. The 5000 Draconic Essences acted like anchors, stabilizing every surge of power and forcing it to move according to his will.
Because of this, the process that should have been extremely dangerous became almost smooth.
Max continued gathering force.
One wave.
Two waves.
Ten waves.
