Lena’s body began changing, twisting and bending in all directions. She grew in size, reaching up to eight feet tall, with purple skin. Her horns grew out of her head and curved backward.
Her demon figure was completely stunning. This was the first time Silva had actually seen a demon transformation that looked good—it looked nice for the first time.
She was rocking her curves with her voluptuous shape. She let out a deafening roar, and the area shook violently, her aura ripping into buildings and the ground.
Silva took a look at her in this new form and used his dragon eyes to see her stats. This time, all her stats had rocketed into the millions, with her strength at a staggering two million.
This was the first time he had seen the demon blood have such a massive effect. She had gained so much power from it that it seemed unbelievable.
“The empire keeps advancing the demon blood every short while,” Silva said.
“Now, you’ll see my true power,” Lena said, her voice resounding with a deep tone.
“Wait, what? You can control yourself in that form? You’re the first person who can do that? Did the empire come this far in such a short time?” Silva asked, but Lena didn’t answer any of that—she launched at Silva.
Silva understood that with his new swords, there was no way he could fight against this version of Lena without the Abyssal Blade.
He pulled out the sword and got into a battle stance, blocking Lena’s slash. Her claws hit the sword and were bounced back. Lena was pushed a step back, but she immediately pushed forward again, coming in with a barrage of attacks.
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Silva stood in place, blocking every attack. He used the willpower of the sword to create a stronger defense, blocking all the attacks until the combo stopped. Then he moved in for his own combo.
He spread out his wings and flapped them, shooting into the air like an arrow. He flipped in the air and flew downward, his sword completely covered in abyssal flames as he got ready to slash.
Lena moved out of the way before the sword reached her, evading the attack. The sword cut into the ground, causing a very deep and long crack to form.
He pulled out the sword and charged at her again. This time, he used Flash Step, moving faster than she could react. She slashed, but Silva had already vanished.
He appeared behind her, his eyes locked on the perfect opening to attack. He was about to make a slash when he noticed that Lena was moving to turn and face him.
So he made tendrils shoot out of the ground and latch onto her, forcing her to stay put for a split second—just long enough for Silva to land the attack.
The blade cut into her back with precision, blood spurting out like a fountain. She roared in pain and fell to her knee.
Silva stopped moving after the attack landed. He walked to her front, looking at her grunting face.
“Is this the best your demon form has to offer? You can’t even fight against me? A demon king candidate?” Silva taunted her. He squatted before her and looked into her eyes.
“The weak thinking they are strong—that’s what you are. And for me, a dragon, there is nothing more interesting than stepping on the prideful lower lifeforms that fill the world,” Silva said.
He made it seem like he had dropped his guard, and that was when she moved to attack.
Her body shot from the ground. She lifted into the air and came down with a powerful slash. She hit Silva, but it was only an afterimage—the real Silva stood a small distance away, a mocking look still on his face.
She attacked again but still hit only the afterimage. She kept going, but Silva easily dodged and dodged her until she got frustrated and started thrashing about, trying to hit him.
Silva carefully dodged while watching for the opening he could use to end this.
“You are not powerful enough. The empire will destroy you!” she roared as she tried to attack again. Silva heard what she said, and he took that as an insult.
“Hell’s Domain,” Silva said, and his domain spread out immediately, covering ten kilometers. Lena froze when she saw the dome and the changed environment, but that only lasted a few seconds before she attacked Silva again.
Silva raised his finger up and then pointed it down. The gravity around Lena suddenly increased and slammed her into the ground so hard that some bones must have shattered.
Lena tried to get up. She tried to push against the gravity, but the more she pushed up, the more the gravity pushed her down, until her skin started ripping and blood started pouring out.
She struggled and fought, but she couldn’t move at all. Silva walked to her head and looked down at her, disgust in his eyes.
“You are nothing but dust to me. Who do you think you are? What do you think you are?” Silva said and stomped her head into the ground. He stomped it repeatedly over and over again until her head started bleeding.
The others watched Silva stomp her, but they didn’t say anything—they couldn’t. He kept going until Lena passed out.
He removed his domain and grabbed her body, and right in his hand, the body transformed back into her human form—another thing Silva was seeing for the first time. But he didn’t bother with it. He carried the body and started walking away.
When he was a good distance away, he turned his head and spoke. “I will go and bind her. We leave here in thirty minutes. Anyone I don’t see by then will be left behind,” he said and continued walking away.
Aaron watched him go, his heart conflicted on what he should say or do at that moment.