ROOOOOAAAAAAAAARRRRRR!!!!

The pressure that exploded from Rin’s mouth was overwhelming.

The roar transformed into visible torrents of force that surged across the battlefield like a tidal wave. Violent hurricanes erupted in every direction, tearing through the blizzard and scattering enormous walls of snow and ice. Entire sections of the frozen storm collapsed beneath the sheer force of the sound alone, revealing fragments of the battlefield that had remained concealed since the false world was activated.

Meanwhile, Damian remained seated calmly upon his floating throne. His gaze never left the battlefield below.

More specifically, the cracked prison of ice surrounding the Death Bloom Formation.

Rin’s mere presence had nearly shattered the structure. The same structure Damian’s Ninefold Samsara Firefox had failed to destroy despite bombarding it relentlessly moments ago.

The difference made his eyes narrow slightly.

"I’ll leave the formations to you," Damian said calmly.

His eyes remained fixed upon the battlefield.

"I’ll deal with the rest."

Rin nodded firmly.

There was no hesitation. The moment Damian finished speaking, Rin opened his jaws.

The purple markings covering his colossal body immediately shifted as crimson replaced violet light on his fur. The change spread rapidly across every inch of his fur as crimson rolled violently within his throat.

The flames swelled, expanded and compressed. It gathered enough destructive power to make space itself distort around his mouth.

"Now step out of the shadows and try to stop it. I dare you." Damian’s voice dripped with hostility.

His eyes swept across the battlefield and he stared directly toward the densest concentration of frost-covered mist.

He already knew that was where the assassins were hiding.

"Tch... The inheritances of the Seven Deadly Sins are always a hassle." An elderly voice emerged from the storm.

Within the storm, a figure stepped forward. The speaker was an elderly Kasok. His height barely reached four and a half feet. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Yet the pressure radiating from him was immense. He wore an expensive blue fur robe lined with silver dragon scales.

Ancient frost runes glowed faintly across the sleeves and his eyes resembled frozen lakes.

"But they aren’t impossible to deal with." A second figure emerged.

This one appeared considerably younger. Long white hair was tied into a ponytail that reached his waist.

His features were sharp and handsome.

Like the elder, he also wore an elaborate blue fur robe. The aura around him was no weaker.

"Then tell me how you plan to do that." A third voice suddenly rang out.

The moment those words sounded, the world seemed to freeze. The two Kasoks stiffened and their eyes widened.

Instinctively they turned around and there he was.

Damian, still seated upon his throne. One leg crossed casually over the other. One hand supporting his cheek and a purple eye glowed brightly upon the ring adorning his finger.

For a brief moment, genuine confusion appeared on both Kasoks’ faces.

"How?" the elder muttered.

His gaze immediately shifted back toward Rin.

The Damian seated beside the colossal fox still remained there. Yet violet flames had begun leaking from his body. His form was turning translucent.

"Illusions!" the younger Kasok gasped.

"Of course."

Damian smiled faintly.

"I am the Sin of Lust after all."

Using the Eye Of Asmodeus, locating them had been embarrassingly easy. The fools had hidden their presence, not their existence.

And the ring excelled at exposing things that wished to remain unseen. Damian casually reached forward.

The two Kasoks immediately retreated.

Too late.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

The surrounding mist exploded.

Four cloaked figures burst from concealment. Each moved with terrifying speed.

Dark red lightning crackled around their fists as they attacked simultaneously from four directions. Every strike carried enough force to shatter mountains.

"Ooh?"

Damian’s eyes brightened. There was no surprise, only amusement. He had expected this.

[ASURA BLOODLINE ACTIVATED]

Buzz!

Dark purple energy erupted violently from Damian’s body. The explosion resembled a whirlpool swallowing the battlefield.

The attackers were blown away instantly. All six demigods found themselves hurled backward.

The vast sea of dark purple power condensed into a gigantic figure behind Damian.Three faces emerged and six arms formed.

The monstrous avatar towered over the battlefield. Its presence alone caused the surrounding blizzard to distort.

The false world groaned beneath its weight.

At that moment, a bow materialized within Damian’s hand. The weapon appeared entirely forged from dark violet energy.

The avatar behind him possessed an even larger version. The moment the bows appeared, every demigod present felt danger.

Real danger.

Damian’s power had already doubled through the Throne Of Power. The Handfan had further amplified his destructive capabilities.Now the Asura Bloodline pushed everything beyond its limits.

His aura exploded and the heavens darkened.

"You will die at the hands of your own weapon."

Damian’s voice boomed across the battlefield. The bowstring drew back.

BOOOOOM!

Boundless demonic force erupted from him. The energy resembled an endless ocean. The surrounding space twisted violently as immense amounts of power gathered into the shape of a single arrow.

Damian’s gaze settled upon the elder Kasok. He was the oldest, most experienced and probably most dangerous.

Naturally, he would die first.

Meanwhile...

BOOOOM! BOOOOM!

The battlefield surrounding Rin had transformed into a sea of crimson destruction.

The Death Bloom vines desperately attempted to reach him. Countless black tendrils surged toward the colossal fox.

Every single one burned before making contact.

The moment they entered the range of his hellfire, they were reduced to ash.

Rin ignored them entirely.

His attention remained fixed on the massive azure formation rotating high above the battlefield.

Without hesitation, he opened his mouth wider. The crimson markings covering his body shifted once again. This time emerald light spread across his fur. The change caused even more pressure to flood the battlefield.

Hellfire rolled violently within his jaws. Something devastating was coming.

Meanwhile...

Inside the frozen mansion, Rah stood beside the glass wall. Her eyes remained fixed upon the battle unfolding outside.

Genuine shock filled her face.

One man against six veteran demigods. The situation alone sounded absurd yet the reality was somehow even more ridiculous.

"You’ve never stood this close to a Prince of Hell before."

Hazel’s cold voice sounded from behind and Rah turned immediately.

Hazel stood beside the bed, Ruby stood beside her and Racheal stood slightly behind them.

All three stared toward Rah. Their eyes carried unmistakable hostility. It wasn’t directed toward her personally. It was directed toward anyone foolish enough to believe Damian could lose.

"When he was still mortal, he could defeat demigods."

Ruby’s voice dripped with disdain.

"Do you really think ordinary demigods can defeat him now that he’s become one himself?"

Rah opened her mouth then closed it because she didn’t have an answer.

Racheal slowly nodded.

"The gap between normal demons and the Princes is difficult to understand."

Her eyes returned toward the battle. Outside, another explosion illuminated the crimson sky.

"It’s unfortunate, your clan will understand this fact in blood."