The true body of Destruction Demon God Kela was a mass of shadowy demon form wrapped in black mist. That figure wasn't particularly tall, not even as big as an Abyssal Demon Demigod in full combat state, yet no one dared to look down on that lump of pitch‑black darkness, for it was the most utterly dark, utterly mighty horror in existence.
At this moment, that face of his—like some botched handiwork abandoned by the Creator halfway through treatment, twisted to the ultimate extreme of ugliness—was shrouded in a dense killing intent. Earlier, his Sub-Soul in the Lower Realm had been ruthlessly crushed by the Guardian Demon God, costing him dearly in that round; fortunately, he'd been willing to even cut off his own Power of Faith, so of course he'd long since prepared for the Sub-Soul being destroyed.
