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The form of a demon is uncertain. It is difficult for them to predict what they will grow into, because a demon has a very strong mutation. Even if they are willing, they can always maintain the form of a [Abyssal Worm] and advance to the legendary domain in battle and slaughter.
Theoretically, a dretch can also maintain its form and advance to the legendary tier. At that time, the gap in its various abilities with other demons will not be very large.
And the demon before them was called a [Abomination Demon]. They were the failure of a demon in advancing to the legendary tier, a pitiful creature that had been devoured by endless chaos.
There was no reason in their minds. They were completely controlled by an endless desire for slaughter. Even in the eyes of a demon, they were a group of madmen, a loathsome existence.
If even a demon thinks you are a madman… then you can imagine how crazy you are.
At the same time, they were also one of the demons who most liked to respond to others’ summons. As long as there was a place of slaughter, they were willing to participate. No matter what place, as long as someone summoned them, the Abomination Demon was the most willing to rush up.
Theoretically, as long as there were still this kind of madman full of slaughter in the Abyss, a legendary spell to summon a demon would not have to worry about not being able to summon a suitable fighter.
If they didn’t grow up in a mess, and roughly had a distinction in their demon form, they were considered a successful breed. Like a legendary-tier succubus, hezrou, or balor…
But there was also one point that needed to be explained. Madness and a defective product did not mean they were weak.
The Demon Prince had a defective product, the kind that was strange and bizarre.
In the rise of the tanar’ri, there was such a passage, “The first tanar’ri, born from the initial fear, was considered a failure.”
“This was an ugly monster with long, serpentine arms, two baboon-like heads, reptilian legs, and a twisted tail.”
“The Queen of Chaos had unhesitatingly discarded this failure and had continued with other transformations.”
“…”
“After a series of heavy blows, the obyrith demons’ power was gone. Their former honor and territory were replaced by the tanar’ri demons.”
But in fact, the story did not end here. The story of the tanar’ri demons had just begun…
“For a long time after that, these new rulers of the Abyss had a fierce competition for the title of [Demon Prince].
Two powerful tanar’ri stood out from the many demons—Orcus and Graz’zt.
Almost all the demons thought that the title of [Demon Prince] would fall on one of them.
However, while Orcus and Graz’zt were fighting for this honor… no one noticed that from a forgotten, damp layer of the Abyss, a strange and ugly shadow was slowly approaching.
When this ugly demon suddenly appeared, no one was prepared. Therefore, when it declared itself as the [Demon Prince], no one could stop it.
Twelve of the most powerful tanar’ri lords had launched an attack on this new competitor, hoping to defeat it, but they had all failed. Their bodies had withered, and the power of life had been completely shattered.
In an instant, just an instant, the number of abyssal demon lords had decreased by twelve.
The other demon lords understood that the demon standing before them possessed a power that they could not contend with. Even powerful demons like Orcus and Graz’zt had to kneel before the new [Demon Prince]. Their power and energy had long been exhausted in their mutual battles.
Standing proudly before countless demons, the former [failure], the now [Demon Prince], let out a terrifying howl. It declared its status to the entire Abyss, and also declared its arrival to the entire multiverse.
The age of Demogorgon had come.
[The Demon Prince, Demogorgon.]
It, one of the most powerful demon princes… was that former failure.
Even by demon standards, Demogorgon’s physique was quite strange. It stood about six meters tall and had two baboon-like heads. Demogorgon’s body was slender, like a giant snake, and was covered with dark green scales. Its upper limbs were like winding, octopus-like tentacles. Demogorgon’s tail was also forked, and its legs, although they looked slender, were in fact strong and powerful.
It was a living example of a point…
“Sometimes, for a demon…”
“Good looks really don’t mean strength.”
“Looks are a sacrifice. The uglier, the stronger.”
The Abomination Demon before them was a prime example of this. Its body had the residual limbs of many other demons, and on them were blade-like cold lights. They were natural killing machines.
An Abomination Demon’s skin was even harder than a dragon’s skin, which was also an important reason why Katerina had not been able to break through its defense.
Clang.
Katerina’s two swords became one and rushed into the Abomination Demon’s brow… but just as she entered and had not yet completely broken through the defense, she felt a strong resistance. At the same time, a huge sense of crisis rushed toward her side.
Helpless, Katerina could only give up her two daggers and quickly kicked off its head and flew backward.
The next moment, a red light appeared in the position where Katerina had originally been.
“Finger of Death.”
And it was a version enhanced by divine portfolio ability. If Katerina had taken this blow, the consequences would have been absolutely unimaginable.
Kiaransalee, at this time, although her eyes were also filled with madness, she was much calmer than before. At least she was not talking nonsense.
Kiaransalee felt a crisis. She was undoubtedly a madwoman, but that did not mean she was an idiot. Kiaransalee would not let these people destroy her defensive power for nothing, and then have a free hand to deal with her.
She had to take the initiative to interfere.
But she had thought wrong again…
The tough skin of the Abomination Demon was like a fragile piece of parchment in front of the sharpness of Pale Justice.
Shelley had plunged the entire sword into its huge back of the head.
“Roar, roar, roar!”
The Abomination Demon let out a crazed roar, shook its head like a madman, and slammed it against the ground. At the same time, its three tentacles twisted and stabbed at Shelley.
Shelley drew his divine sword and teleported to Katerina’s side, leading her to retreat at high speed.
The Abomination Demon’s wound sprayed out purple-black demon’s blood, which landed on the ground and gave off a brown smoke.
“Not a one-hit kill… its blood is so thick.”
A dying Abomination Demon would fall into a frenzy. Even Shelley could not resist it too many times and could only temporarily avoid its edge.
Shelley put down the Katerina in his arms, did not ask, and quickly arranged, “You go and hold it back. Don’t fight it head-on, and don’t try to attack it.”
Katerina did not ask why and silently nodded. Then she looked at Shelley’s eyes, which were full of a desire for slaughter, and asked, “What about you?”
“Me?”
Shelley flicked the blood from his sword, stared at the Kiaransalee floating above the tide of corpses in the distance, licked his lips, and said, grimly, “I’m going to slay a god.”
