Chapter 345: Final Fight of Edenelia

Normally, it would have been impossible for the activation of a mere Five Demonic Stars to shake a Demon Lord who had reached the Seven Star Realm through the tremendous demonic power supplied by the portal.

That was right.

As if the situation was not bad enough, the Demon Lord of Lust’s power had now touched the threshold of the Seven Star Realm.

However, Regis had been able to escape Aziza’s grasp due to three main factors.

First was, of course, his sudden and intentional activation of his Five Star Realm in the path of demonic power.

Second was the massive energy fluctuation caused by his demonization.

And lastly, it was his Seven Aether Stars.

Although they did not have the same quality as a true Seven Star Realm powerhouse, their sheer quantity, coupled with an essence equivalent to divine and demonic power, had been just enough for Regis to accomplish such a feat.

At this moment, the Demon Lord of Lust’s eyes trembled as she stared at the figure floating in the air, who looked more like a demon lord than she did.

The black flames preying upon her body slowly faded as she emitted a devastating amount of demonic power.

"You... just who the hell are you?"

Aziza spoke as the burnt parts of her body regenerated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Her flawless and breathtaking porcelain skin was restored in no more than a few seconds.

"Not only do you have demonic power, but that strange energy brought by the perfect mixture of mana and aura as well... just what are you?"

’Besides that, the evil craft he just used moments ago was Indiscriminate Absorption, which absorbs everything without filtering it and makes the energy gained from it extremely corrupt. Is it the reason why his demonic power is like that? Then this means that he might not be Her demon lord...’

Thoughts raced inside Aziza’s mind as she dared not move recklessly at this moment.

Even with the sudden surge of demonic power from the portal that saved her from death, she had never been the type of person to underestimate her enemies.

After all, this was also the reason why she took her time infecting Edenelia from the inside rather than invading it outright.

In contrast to Aziza’s vigilance, Regis did not answer her question.

The scales covering his arms continued to spread as the black veins beneath his pale skin pulsed like living creatures. Behind him, his thick demonic tail swayed slowly from side to side while the twelve stars on his chest shone brilliantly.

Seven shone with a mysterious purple light.

The remaining five were as dark as an abyss.

The two energies that should have rejected each other and torn through his body coursed through him flawlessly even with their differing essences.

This was only possible because of Perfect Adaptation.

Nevertheless, Regis knew that his current form was far from stable.

This was not a question of whether he could maintain this form, for he now felt more "complete" than ever—as though he was finally "free" of the constraints he had placed on himself.

’Even with my demonic power and aether... I’m not sure how long I can last against a true Seven Star Realm demon lord... Not to mention the disgustingly pure demonic power that formed those tentacles and revived her... The situation’s dangerous...’

It was not hard for Regis to come to the most sensible conclusion: he had to finish this quickly.

Bang!

Without the slightest warning, the air beneath Regis’s feet exploded.

His figure vanished.

Aziza’s pupils contracted before she raised both of her arms in front of her face.

Boom!

A black-scaled fist collided with her guard.

The resulting shock wave swept across the ruined battlefield, uprooting the trees that had managed to survive the previous battle and sending enormous fragments of earth flying into the distance.

Aziza’s body shot backward like a cannonball.

However, even as she was sent flying, one of the black tentacles lashed out.

Rip—!

In the span of an instant, one of Regis’s arms was torn from his body, only for it to regenerate in the next second through his Diamond-grade gift, Instant Regeneration.

He then appeared above the Demon Lord of Lust before she could steady herself.

In the next moment, he clasped his hands together and smashed them against her stomach.

Bang!

Aziza crashed into the ground.

The earth caved in beneath her as countless cracks spread for hundreds of meters. A cloud of dust rose from the newly formed crater, but Regis did not wait for it to settle as he extended his hand.

Aether and demonic power gathered in his palm.

The two energies rotated in opposite directions, violently grinding against each other until the space around them began to twist.

This was not an aura art or a magic spell—nor was it an evil craft.

Only the most primal use of the two opposing forces.

Regis’s arm trembled beneath the immense pressure.

Perfect Adaptation immediately responded.

His bones and muscles rapidly adjusted to endure the chaotic mass of energy he was forcing together before he released the swirling mixture of purple and black.

Boom!

A beam of intertwined purple and black light descended from the sky.

The battlefield disappeared beneath the explosion.

The ground trembled violently as a pillar of energy rose toward the heavens, scattering the clouds and illuminating the darkness for several kilometers.

However, Regis did not feel relieved.

Instead, he abruptly crossed his arms before his chest.

A slender hand emerged from the turbulent energy and struck him.

Bang!

Regis was sent flying across the sky with a massive wound across his shoulder, which almost detached one of his arms.

His body pierced through several mountains of debris before crashing into the ground.

"You certainly possess strength beyond your Realm."

Aziza slowly walked out of the crater.

Like Regis, she was not unscathed.

Her flawless body now had a hideous wound extending from her left shoulder to her waist. Black flames clung to her as well, preventing her flesh from recovering as quickly as before.

Despite this, a smile gradually appeared on her face. "But strength alone will not make you a Demon Lord."

The seven black stars on her chest began shining even more brilliantly as a massive amount of demonic power flooded into her through the tentacles that connected her to the portal to the Realm of Evil.

Regis pushed himself out of the ground.

His recovery was not as fast as Aziza’s.

However, his body had already started adapting to the power contained within her previous strike.

After all, although Regis’s body could not straightforwardly adapt to raw energy and physical attacks to the point of immunity like it could with specific techniques, he could still gradually build resistance against them.

This was only possible through his fraudulent gift known as Perfect Adaptation.

’I can’t let this turn into a battle of attrition...’

Regis thought to himself as his figure disappeared and the battlefield descended into a chaos of flashing black and purple.

He used everything he had in his arsenal: magic spells, aura arts, evil crafts, Weakpoint Creation, Instant Regeneration, and, of course, Perfect Adaptation.