Meanwhile, back at the army encampment. The remaining 130 Crimson Bone demons who were about to follow the trail of their master and help tear the attackers apart. Paused as their senses warned them of the two armies attacking them from behind.
They turned and saw two armies surrounding them.
They recognized one of the armies; it was the remnant army of the Thorn Vixen, what was left of it after she lost over half of it in the world she last visited. As for the other, they didn't recognize it, and they didn't need to.
They roared, then blurred towards them with demonic fury. Even though they had lost some of their members from the earlier attacks, they still outnumbered both armies by one to two.
In no time, both clashed, ripping each other apart with primal savagery. There were no thoughts or schemes, just a chaotic dance to the death. Their blood and flesh splattering on the sand.
Amongst this bloody and raw spiral of death, there was a figure akin to a weeping banshee. This figure was at the forefront of the battlefield, clad in white garments that matched the color of her skin and hair, but they were stained with the filthy blood of her master mate's enemies.
Her enemies.
Alexandra, with a cold expression, blurred around the battlefield, ripping apart and roasting any unlucky demon who met her gaze, with her hands that blazed with fallen crimson flames that was once-holy flames.
She suddenly arrived before a giant baby-looking demon with three heads. Before it could react, her right hand penetrated its back and grabbed its spine, then she ruthlessly pulled it out, bit by bit.
Spl-splat!
The demon wailed and struggled, but there was nothing it could do.
"Eeeek!"
A moment later, she stood, her eyes closed, her head slowly swaying left and right, as if she were in a trance. With the spine attached to the three heads raised high above her head, its blood dripping on her, further staining her face and body.
'I'm sure he will be happy after he sees my appearance.'
She pictured him, gazing at her with eyes that don't just hold objectification, but also recognition. A small smile crept on her beautiful lips as she smelled the blood. Her tongue slid from her mouth and licked some of the blood off her cheek.
"So delicious," she muttered.
One of the Bloodling demons, which was nearby, launched at her with its disgusting tentacles, aiming to penetrate her body. But before it could reach within three meters of her, it exploded into a bloody mess, its guts and limbs splattering everywhere.
An invisible creature had struck it down ruthlessly for daring to raise its flight toward its master's possession while she was not looking.
Alexandra opened her eyes, grinned, then turned into a blur.
Whoosh!
…
Hundreds of kilometers away from that battlefield,
Stood the Thorn Vixen, her armor gone, revealing her naked but feral body, her crimson hair swaying in the wind, and her tails stretched out stiff behind her like a demonic peacock. Her eyes narrowed as she locked gazes with the two demons who stood a few tens of meters before her.
"Why aren't you running anymore? Have you finally accepted your inescapable fate of death?"
shouted the Wrath demon, who was now a walking flame ball of anger.
The Sloth demon remained silent, only its eyes, nose, and ears twitching around as it scanned the surroundings.
The Vixen remained silent for a moment before her face morphed beastly. Her fox ears stood up straight, her lips scrunched upwards, showcasing her fangs clenching tightly. Then she muttered,
"You two! For ambushing me in the other world and killing my pet, I will kill you! For chasing me from the land which I ruled for over a hundred years. I'll rip you apart. AND FOR RUINING MY OPPORTUNITY FOR NOBILION, I WILL USE YOUR CORPSE AS A SACRIFICE FOR NOBILION ASCENSION."
Her voice was akin to growls.
Immediately after, she fell on all fours like a beast about to pounce on its prey and whispered,
"Ignitional Vitala Bloodial Thorn."
As she whispered, her crimson heart froze for a second before thumping a thump akin to an explosion.
BA-DUMP!
After which, it lit up with crimson flames that spilled across her body. And, the ground below her sank four meters deep from the pressure.
"Good, good! It seems you have forgotten how we ripped you apart the last time you faced us!"
Shouted the Wrath demon, and it took a single step forward and shouted,
"Ignitional Vitala Bloodial Wrath!"
Its heart also burst into flames. the flame on its body blazed brighter, turning into a pillar of tens of meters high into the sky.
The Sloth demon's body also lit up with a flame that was akin to smoke.
Their eyes locked. Vixen's hands dug into the sand, her body tilted back slightly, her mouth opening wide as she let out a beastial roar,
"ROAAR!"
And,
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The sand within three hundred meters of them vaporized, as they vanished toward each other at Mach 1.5.
In a blink, they clashed.
The vixen's claws collided with the Wrath demon's flaming fists. Her tails lanced toward the Sloth demon, who had reappeared beside her, finger extended at her skull.
And,
Boom!
The area within five hundred meters around them collapsed to a disastrous degree, and vixen was sent flying. Her body spun uncontrollably while her blood splattered in the air.
She landed five hundred meters away, on all fours. The claws of her feet dug into the sand, leaving a 70-meter trail as she slid backward before coming to a stop.
Two of her tails were limp as if they had fallen asleep.
Both her arms were non-existent, but they were healing at a visible speed, as her vital blood blazed.
...
Ignitional Vitala Bloodial.
an ability reserved for demons with a noble bloodline. It allowed them to temporarily increase their strengths and abilities, plus gain new abilities at the price of burning their vital blood. The side effects include temporary weakening or injury, depending on how much vital blood is burned, and it might even lead to death if all is burned.