Both were clad in fleshy armor that veiled their grotesque forms.
'Today is the day you die,' The Vixen swore, eyes burning with crimson focus.
Suddenly, her gaze snapped upward.
where she saw the purple spear blazing across the sky like a fallen star. Her eyes flickered, then she locked back on the demons, the Wrath one, to be exact, for he was the one who noticed.
He rose with a frown, tossing a pair of blood-slick lungs to the ground. Without hesitation, he turned toward the attack and blurred forward at subsonic speed.
In a flash, he stood before the incoming spear.
Then came the mist.
That was when she decided to make her move.
Her body pulsed. Above her, a five-meter-long crimson thorn materialized. Her tails coiled tightly around its base. Eyes flashing, she launched into the sky, the thorn dragging her upward.
Whoosh!
In just a few seconds, it arrived a km above the fleshy building where it stalled. Her tail twisted the thorn around, making its pointed side face downwards, and she stood atop the flat end. Then she raised her right foot and stomped it, boom! increasing its downward momentum to supersonic.
Whoosh!
It descended like an arrow shot from the bow wielded by the demon titans that slumber in the gut of the Demon Terror Thou Shalt Not Look.
It streaked down faster and faster.
And just as it crossed the final few hundred meters, the two demons noticed it, they looked up.
But it was too late.
The only thing they could do was roar at her venomously before,
Boom!
The thorn slammed into them. The ground ruptured. A crater forty meters deep and fifty wide burst open, spraying bloody sand like blood from a torn artery, and bloomed a shock wave of death that nearly killed everything within two hundred meters. Hundreds more fell wounded, buried beneath storming dust and cracked earth.
The Vixen stood a few hundred meters from the impact zone. She had hurled herself backward at the last moment. Her eyes shone as they penetrated the dust cloud and gazed down at the two demons.
They stood at the center of the crater weakly, limply. Injured.
Their fleshy armor gone, destroyed, revealing their grotesque figures.
One was a Wrath demon, humanoid, with a bull face, four crimson horns atop its nose, yellow fur that dripped a brown goo of rot, and a huge gap at the center of its stomach, with its insides hanging out. but that was not the injury, no, this was its natural form. The injury was on its back and legs, laced with large wounds and broken bones, but even those were healing at a visible rate.
The other was a Sloth demon, in the form of an amalgamation of bloody eyes, ears, and noses, forming a humanoid thing. Its body didn't have any visible injury, but its aura flickered weakly, evidence that it had suffered in some form.
The Wrath demon's eyes shone with extreme anger. Its body lit up with abyssal black flames, then it roared,
"ROAAARR! Thorn. Vixen. I will tear you limb from limb and feast on your bones!"
Then he vanished into a blur.
The Sloth demon also blurred toward her, its eyes flickering with venom.
Whoosh!
They arrived a meter before her almost instantly, their claws laced with flame and a force that wanted to make her slumber, aimed at her armored head. But right before they could make contact, her tails flashed before their attacks, shielding her,
Boom!
Her body launched into the air backward as she took advantage of the force from the impact to distance herself from them.
As she soared, her eyes darted over the hundred-plus Crimson Bone Rank demons swarming that spot.
Her eyes then focused on two of her tails that were injured but healing at an extreme speed.
She landed on the mangled bone-rank corpse of one of the demons who had died from her attack, and without waiting for a second, she launched herself hundreds of meters into the air, out of the zone of the army.
She landed on the desert sand and like a red fox racing through a blazing forest. she shot off on all fours at supersonic speed,
Whoosh!
The demons gave chase, tearing across the sand at supersonic speed.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The Sloth demon sprinted comically, its disgusting body wobbling side to side as if it would fall before it took the next step.
'It seems I have miscalculated. She didn't have enough corpses to initiate a Noblion Ritual, and that mist?' it thought.
While the Wrath demon was also on all fours, its eyes blazing with flames, laced with the anger that burned in its heart,
'Not only did she have the audacity to attack me, she also had it to flee after the act, forcing me to chase her… how dare she... ' he thought wrathfully.
"Stop fleeing and accept your death! Coward!"
He roared loudly while conjuring a meter-long flaming sphere above his horns, before shooting it at her.
Swish!
It moved at extreme speed and arrived at her almost instantly. But right as it was about to make contact, she twisted inhumanely, dodging it.
Boom!
It slammed into the bloody sand a hundred meters before her, creating a 40-meter-deep crater.
She effortlessly jumped over it and continued her flight. The Wrath demon grew angrier and shot another flaming sphere, but it was also futile.
And just like that, the three streaked across the desert, leaving behind craters and a trail of sand in the air.
Unbeknownst to the two demons, a demon of lust and pleasure was silently following them, like a desert snake hunting its prey. He crept behind them from under the sand, keeping a distance of a kilometer.