The End

"It's getting interesting..."

Looking at the scene before him and taking in Ankela's fully manifested demonic body, Arthur wore a faint smile. He appeared completely at ease, his expression hardly changing at all.

The aura around him remained as peaceful as before, without a trace of a demon's savagery or terror.

But as he gazed at Ankela, he couldn't help raising a hand. The aura around him began to change.

A pair of demonic wings, more than ten meters long, slowly unfurled. As the aura around him shifted, Arthur's body began to change as well.

Black mist churned through the area. Vast torrents of Abyss Power came rolling in, drawn toward him from every direction.

Then, within the spreading black mist, a figure slowly unfolded.

His body was just as enormous. Fully extended, he stood four or five hundred meters tall, with a pair of black wings on his back. Mysterious scales covered the wings, like a layer of armor.

A mass of black markings surfaced across his body, etched with demonic patterns. Mysterious power stirred faintly within them. Anyone who looked upon them would be swept into endless hallucinations, lured into corruption and turned into the demon's slave.

His pure, unclouded eyes gazed ahead, glimmering faintly. Though they seemed calm, they held a suffocating bloodlust.

A terrifying aura poured from this demonic body, sweeping across the surrounding lands.

At last, Arthur's demonic body fully unfurled. He stood directly opposite Ankela, facing him head-on.

In an instant, the two terrifying demonic domains collided.

Amid the chaos, it was as if a natural disaster had struck. One moment, all was calm; the next, the earth was shaking and storms were rising.

Fierce gales wrecked everything around them, sweeping across the surrounding lands and leaving the world in ruins.

Screams rang out