Chapter 326: The Absolute Authority
"If you don’t summon realm Bosses!! You won’t last long!!" Vespina yelled, her voice a chorus of overlapping demonic echoes. She was gleefully sucking the vitality from all the surrounding monsters, her aura expanding into a suffocating, crimson-black mist as thousands of low level husks crumbled to ash around her. She wasn’t just fighting; she was attempting to force the gatekeeper’s hand to secure higher level subordinates for her new sovereign.
The dragon leaped backward, its heavy armor groaning as it desperately dodged another razor-thin tentacle, landing lightly before the swirling dimensional gateway:
’Realm Bosses? Why does she keep asking me to summon them?’ It thought, struggling to process the anomaly. In standard dimensional warfare, one never asked their opponent to bring out their ultimate weapons. It moved its gaze all over the devastated place, scanning the horizon for the hidden variable that made this demoness so terrifyingly confident:
’And where is her Master?’
"I see you don’t want to summon them, oh well, I know how to make you." Vespina redrew all her tentacles, sliding them back into her pale palms after draining the vitality of every single monster present. She looked completely refreshed, her red eyes burning with excess energy.
"What is she doing now?" The Dragon asked aloud, its grip tightening on its battleaxe as it was looking up at her floating form. The sudden drop in her offensive pressure felt more dangerous than the attacks themselves.
"Hehehe, survive my strongest ability and I will let you live!" She yelled, her sadistic glee reaching its peak as her physical body started glowing with a blinding, corruptive light.
"Demonic Manifestation."
BOOOOM!!
The laws of biology and physics shattered entirely. Her delicate, humanoid body violently shattered into countless singular tentacles, an explosion of pure abyssal creatures. Each undulating limb ended with a grotesque, snapping creature maw lined with circular rows of teeth, dripping with highly corrosive acid. It was the true, apocalyptic form of the Nine-Star Demon.
SCREECH!!
The thousands of tentacles let out deafening, simultaneous shrieks that physically tore up the asphalt, and shot towards the dragon, moving in the air like a tidal wave of impossibly fast, starving snakes.