Limitless Evolution: I’m The New Dragon God?

The swarm did not stop. It was like fighting the tide itself—every time one Ant fell, three more clawed out from the ground. Their screeches shook the trees, their elemental blasts scarred the battlefield until it became a wasteland of fire, frost, poison, and blood.

Venus's gauntlets cracked as she shattered the skull of a Poison Ant, coughing blood from the toxins that burned in her lungs. Felix's arm was torn and bleeding, his sword arm trembling, yet his strikes remained fierce. Irina's arrows had dwindled, and she had to draw her dagger, slashing through Ants in desperate close combat.

Only Rudos's light held them together, weaving spell after spell, sweat dripping down his pale face as he forced his body to keep pouring healing magic into his comrades.

The endless pressure bore down on them. Their bodies screamed for rest. The thought of failure clawed at the edges of their minds.

But then—

Ryuzen roared. His claws erupted with blazing draconic power, black hair whipping wildly as crimson sparks flared at the tips. The golden slits of his eyes shone like twin suns in the gloom. He tore through the Ants with Solar Breath, incinerating dozens in a blinding torrent of flame. His corrupted draconic physique expanded with every strike, scales glimmering faintly along his arms as he embraced the storm head-on.

"Move!" he shouted, his voice carrying strength that cut through despair.

His allies responded instantly. Venus pushed past her pain, her fists blazing with crimson aura as she smashed an Ant into paste. Felix bit down on his lip until blood ran, then unleashed a whirlwind of sword arcs that carved an opening. Irina, battered and panting, still leapt into the air, shooting her last glowing arrow—piercing straight through three Ants in a row.

And Rudos, though his body trembled like glass on the verge of shattering, forced one last surge of light into all of them.

The battlefield ignited with their combined will.

BOOOOOOM!

A shockwave tore through the Chrysalis Forest, obliterating the remaining swarm in an explosion of flame, steel, light, and draconic power. The Ants that had seemed endless were suddenly silent, their corpses littering the ground in steaming heaps.

....

Hour passed in blood, sweat and destruction.

The Junior Blood Legion stood panting, their armor cracked, their bodies drenched in sweat and blood. And yet, they were standing.

They had won. Against the impossible. Against Hell itself.

But the victory was short-lived.

Rumble!

The forest trembled. The ground quaked beneath their boots. Cracks split open across the battlefield as if the earth itself could no longer bear the weight of what was about to emerge.

Then, from the abyssal fissure, she rose.

The Chrysalis Empress.

Her form dwarfed even the mighty Queen they had slain before. Nearly seventy meters tall, her body was a grotesque majesty of armor and nightmare. Her carapace shimmered like fractured glass, every shard refracting the dim crimson sky into a kaleidoscope of prismatic madness. The light bent unnaturally around her, making it feel as though the forest itself was caught inside a warped dream.

Behind her back unfolded six colossal wings. They were translucent, yet impossibly heavy with power, like frozen rivers of time suspended in the air. Each flap carried a sound that was neither wind nor thunder, but something deeper—a resonance that pulled at their very souls.

Her eyes, cold and endless, glowed with a violet radiance. They did not shine like fire or fury, but like the unblinking stare of eternity itself. The air shivered under that gaze, thickening until every breath felt like swallowing glass.

The same message burned across their vision.

[ Dungeon Boss: Chrysalis Empress (Level 40) ]

[ Unique Authority: Time Domain ]

[ Threat Level: Hell ]

The Legion froze again. Even Ryuzen, his draconic aura blazing, felt his instincts scream at him to run.

Irina staggered back, her voice a whisper. "No… it's her again."

"The Chrysalis Empress," Venus said grimly, clenching her fists.

The legendary ruler of the Chrysalis Forest. The one said to command all Ants in this dungeon, the terror that had swallowed countless evolvers who dared attempt Hell Mode.

Her mandibles clicked, a sound like grinding stone. Then her voice, low and resonant, echoed in their minds.

"You have slain my children. You have defiled my nest. For that, I shall show you what true despair is."

The Empress's voice thundered through the forest, deep and resonant, echoing both in their ears and within their souls. Her six wings snapped outward, and instantly the world seemed to darken under her shadow. The crimson sky fractured into shades of violet and black, as if reality itself bent beneath her presence.

Ryuzen and the others froze. Their weapons trembled in their hands, not from weakness, but from the crushing weight of disbelief.

"…It can speak?" Irina's voice was barely above a whisper, her sharp eyes wide with horror.

Rudos's grip tightened on his stff. "I thought Dungeon monsters don't have… intelligence."

"They don't," Felix muttered, his tone grim. Sweat beaded across his forehead. "At least, most of them. But… some high-level Dungeon Bosses… they can."

"Programmed?" Irina shot him a sharp glance.

"Yes. Programmed like this," Felix explained quickly, his own voice shaking. "Their cores are forged with echoes of will, fragments of higher existence. It's not thought, not like ours—more like… a curse given a voice."

Ryuzen's eyes narrowed, golden slits burning in the darkness. "Then this one… is programmed to attack with wrath."

"Exactly, Captain." Felix's knuckles whitened around his weapon. "And that wrath… is infinite. Can we really defeat it?"

The Empress's mandibles clicked together in eerie rhythm, her violet eyes burning like lanterns of eternity. A pulse spread outward from her body, and the ground twisted as if dragged by unseen tides. The Time Domain had not yet fully opened, but its weight already pressed against them—like drowning beneath an ocean that hadn't yet reached their necks.

"Time Domain…" Ryuzen muttered, clenching his fist until his claws dug into his palm. His blood hissed as it touched the ground. He raised his gaze, meeting the Empress's impossible eyes without flinching.

His voice was firm, unshakable.

"It's not a matter of whether we can or not. We have to. No matter how many times we strike. No matter how many blows it takes…"

His draconic aura flared, scorching the suffocating air around them.

"…we will bring it down."

The Legion steadied themselves, their fear still clawing at their hearts but bound by Ryuzen's conviction.

The Empress's wings lifted higher, their translucent veins glowing as if rivers of frozen time pulsed through them. Her shadow covered the battlefield like the hand of an executioner.

And then she moved.

Who would be the victor this time?