As Tristan's presence loomed over the battlefield, the anticipation of his true power hung heavy in the air.
His Storm Devil God Fury remained dormant for now, yet even without its devastating force, he stood as a formidable opponent capable of taking on multiple King Realm warriors who valiantly protected Wang Hao.
The absence of these powerful defenders had dire consequences for Wang Hao, Wang Jian's factions, and Stella's beast forces, as their defensive line against the encroaching demons weakened significantly.
The overwhelming numbers of the demonic horde led to a surge in casualties among the human warriors, their lives extinguished in the face of the relentless onslaught.
Adding to their woes, the curse imposed by Zyrithia had taken its toll, sapping the fighting prowess of both humans and beasts, further tilting the scales in favor of the demonic forces.
Yet, amidst the chaos and bloodshed, a peculiar turn of events unfolded.
Tristan's return to the battlefield seemed to trigger a reaction from Zyrithia and her group, prompting them to retreat into the safety of the dense forest, bearing Ye Chen along with them.
The motive behind their sudden withdrawal remained shrouded in mystery, perplexing Wang Ying's faction.
However, they chose not to pursue, instead focusing their efforts on repelling the relentless demon assault.
With strategic acumen, Wang Ying made swift decisions to rally her forces.
She dispatched the fierce Jin Clan and the resourceful Mystic Creatures Handlers Union to fend off the encroaching demons and reclaim the lost ground, determined to support her Third Brother, Wang Chen's faction.
Wang Ying's heart blazed with an unrelenting determination as she commanded her loyal faction to bolster the ranks of Wang Hao and Wang Jian's forces, knowing full well the peril they faced at the hands of the demonic horde. She formed an alliance with Elder Hua, their shared resolve to confront Tristan head-on burning brightly.
They understood the urgency of defeating him before he could unleash his dreaded power once more, for in the face of such raw, destructive might, it seemed that no one stood a chance.
Yet, as the saying goes, the best-laid plans often falter in the face of an unpredictable destiny. Wang Ying's grand strategy would soon encounter unforeseen obstacles, the capricious hand of fate playing its tricks.
Tristan, ever astute, observed Zyrithia's faction retreating to safety after his arrival. He couldn't shake the feeling that she orchestrated this withdrawal to ensure his defeat at the hands of the humans.
She schemed to witness his demise while simultaneously weakening the humans' fighting prowess.
With the curse she had unleashed upon them, time worked against the humans, rendering them increasingly vulnerable to her malevolent designs.
In Tristan's eyes, Zyrithia's motives were clear as day. She coveted the power of the totem, eager to seize control and unlock its ancient secrets.
A cold glint danced in his eyes as a devious smile etched across his face. Little did she know, he held a secret trick up his sleeve, one that would catch her off guard and shatter her grand plan.
Tristan possessed a cache of hearts from Lord Realm demons and Demon Kings, carefully stored within his spatial ring.
These hearts granted him the power to invoke the Storm Devil God Fury technique not once, but a total of six times. The implications were staggering.
Just one activation of this devastating technique could slaughter both humans and beasts with ease, leaving no contender capable of standing against him.
In a moment of concentrated focus, Tristan closed his eyes, channeling his inner power toward the hearts of his fallen comrades.
As if a dark pact was forged, he crushed one of the six hearts of a Demon King, absorbing the pulsating energy within.
The surge of power coursed through his veins, invigorating him with an otherworldly strength—a power that would soon be unleashed in a tempest of destruction.
Tristan's decision was made. The time had come for him to unleash the Storm Devil God Fury, leaving a path of devastation in his wake.
A palpable wave of terror washed over the faces of every member of the factions of the Royal Family of the Everlasting Mystic Empire and the beasts of the Sacred Dominion. Their countenances drained of color, mirroring the gravity of the impending catastrophe before them.
Among the assembly, only Wang Hao possessed the potential to stand against Tristan's devastating onslaught.
However, it was a fleeting hope, for Wang Hao's power was severely diminished, rendering him incapable of mounting a formidable defense.
The realization settled heavily upon them, an unyielding truth that dashed any glimmer of salvation.
But it wasn't just the humans and beasts who recoiled in dread. Even the demons of the Oceanic Tempest Storm Devil Clan, once Tristan's brethren, now cowered in the face of his unbridled might.
A collective gulp swept through their ranks as they comprehended the gravity of the situation. Tristan's ability to wield the Storm Devil God Fury technique bore a sinister implication—it signified the sacrifice of a King Realm Demon's heart.
Yet, there was no visible heart held within Tristan's grasp, no self-harm witnessed. Instead, the grim truth surfaced—the hearts of the Oceanic Tempest Storm Devil Clan were hidden within his spatial ring.
The revelation spoke volumes, unveiling the horrifying fate that had befallen their comrades.
It was a chilling testament to Tristan's wrath, his vengeful response to their audacious attempt to experiment on him for the secrets of his evolved bloodline.
In this moment, the demons trembled, consumed by fear.
The air crackled with trepidation as the weight of their actions bore down upon them. No mercy could be expected from the depths of Tristan's fury, and the demons knew that they too would soon face the brunt of his wrath.
A thunderous command reverberated through the battlefield as Tristan's voice pierced the air, chilling the hearts of all demons present.
"Kill them all!"
Without a moment's hesitation, the demons lunged forward, their predatory instincts ignited with an unyielding ferocity that sent shockwaves through their human and beast adversaries.
The onslaught was swift and savage, catching their opponents off guard, forcing them to scramble to find their footing amidst the relentless assault.
Amidst the swirling chaos of battle, Wang Ying and Elder Hua propelled themselves towards Tristan, their unwavering determination etched on their faces. The air crackled with anticipation as their spirits, Frostwave Kraken Sovereign and Skyblade Wolf, stirred with a primal energy.
Wang Ying's Frostwave Kraken Sovereign, a majestic creature of icy power, summoned forth its most devastating attack, known as Glacial Cataclysmic Torrent.
With a resounding roar, the spirit unleashed a deluge of frozen fury, a tidal wave of crystalline ice and frigid winds that surged towards Tristan with unstoppable force.
Each shard of ice carried the weight of Wang Ying's resolve, seeking to engulf their target in an icy embrace that would freeze even the flames of his formidable power.
Simultaneously, Elder Hua's Skyblade Wolf, a spirit embodying unparalleled speed and agility, performed the intricate Zephyr Slashdance.
It moved with blinding speed, leaving trails of shimmering afterimages in its wake. Each slash of its razor-sharp claws carried the ferocity of a raging tempest, slicing through the air with a primal grace.
The very wind seemed to dance to its tune, gathering around the spirit as it prepared to unleash a devastating assault on Tristan.
As the two powerful attacks hurtled towards him, Tristan remained eerily calm amidst the chaos.
His eyes, filled with unwavering confidence, locked onto the oncoming onslaught. He understood the extent of his own power and the near invincibility it granted him at the King Realm.
The waves of ice and the furious slashes of wind were but feeble attempts to harm him.
With a mere flick of his hand, Tristan unleashed a torrent of pure dark energy that surged forth, voraciously engulfing the approaching onslaught of Wang Ying and Elder Hua.
The Glacial Cataclysmic Torrent collided head-on with the malevolent force, creating a cataclysmic clash that sent shockwaves rippling through the battlefield. Ice crystals shattered and scattered like shards of frozen hope, bearing witness to the destructive might of their collision.
The Zephyr Slashdance, with its impeccable precision and blinding speed, valiantly sought to breach Tristan's demonic aura. But alas, its efforts were in vain, as the very essence of the attack dissipated into an ethereal nothingness, swallowed whole by the overwhelming darkness that cloaked Tristan.
Tristan's unyielding countenance remained unchanged, his eyes gleaming with sadistic delight. His superiority over these mere mortals was on full display, a silent proclamation that echoed through the hearts of all who bore witness.
Seizing the opportunity to assert his dominance, Tristan unleashed a barrage of punches and kicks, utilizing his superior strength and speed to decimate the spirits of Wang Ying and Elder Hua. His strikes were laced with sadistic pleasure, each blow calculated to prevent them from ever rising again.
With a bone-crushing punch, Tristan targeted the Frostwave Kraken Sovereign, Wang Ying's spirit.
The ethereal creature quivered under the impact, cracks spiderwebbing across its icy form.
The damage inflicted reverberated onto Wang Ying's soul, causing her to cry out in excruciating pain.
She felt the weakening of her soul, a profound injury that left her vulnerable, her powers significantly diminished.
Elder Hua's Skyblade Wolf spirit, too, faced the merciless onslaught of Tristan's attacks. A swift and brutal kick struck the spirit with such force that it dissipated into thin air, its ethereal essence dispersing.
The pain inflicted upon the spirit mirrored the agony that tore through Elder Hua's soul, leaving her reeling, her very essence battered and wounded.
As the spirits shattered, the damage inflicted reverberated onto Wang Ying and Elder Hua's souls.
But Wang Ying and Elder Hua, possessing great insight in their respective elemental laws, refused to succumb to defeat. Even as their spirits shattered, they tapped into the remnants of their elemental powers, channeling them into their bodies.
Tristan, sensing their resilience, unleashed the full power of the Storm Devil God Fury Technique. His attacks, simple yet imbued with the devastating power of the storm, struck Wang Ying and Elder Hua's bodies with relentless ferocity.
Each blow landed with thunderous impact, leaving no room for respite or recovery.
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