My Primordial Demon System Chapter 82: True Form

He pointed at Silva, the lightning exploded from his hands, ripping through the ground. It packed heavy destructive power.

Silva looked at the lightning approaching him and dashed forward, he channeled flas into his hands and let out an explosive punch.

Fla and lightning slamd into the air causing a massive explosion. The shockwaves spread out wide, ripping through the ground.

The demon frowned when he saw that his attacks were not getting through, he raised his second hand and attacked with an even more powerful blast of lightning.

It penetrated through and blasted Silva right in the chest, throwing him back hard. He slamd into the ground, rolling for a few ters before stopping.

He got back on his feet almost imdiately, the wound on his chest healed up instantly, it didn’t even take up to five seconds.

Roaooooooooooor!

Silva let out a resounding roar and slamd his fist into the ground, flas ripped through the ground, spreading like a web. It was extrely powerful and hot, ripping the earth as it moved.

The demon looked at the flas, he couldn’t believe his eyes. If only he had his true strength, he would have destroyed Silva by now, yet he was here, getting bullied by this kid. He wasn’t allowing that.

He slamd his fist into the ground and the lightning blasted out, it t the flas in a massive collision, but the flas overpowered the lightning. The flas slamd into the demon, the imnse heat burning deep into his body.

"Arghhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The demon scread from the bottom of his lungs, the pain was unlike any other. He managed to look past the flas, only to see Silva shooting through it, his fist already headed for his head.

BAM!

The fist collided with the head of the demon, cracking the skull and throwing him back. He slamd into the ground and skidded for a few ters before coming to a stop.

He looked up and saw what was coming from the sky above, both hands clasped together.

He rolled out of the way at the last mont, the fist collided into the ground, BOOOM! The blast threw him even further.

Silva stood there, looking at the demon as he slowly got back on his feet. His rage was continuously increasing.

The demon took heavy and deep breaths, the lightning around him started gathering again. It struck the ground, ripping through it, with every heavy breath, the lightning output increased.

He looked like a small sun generating right there. The lightning grew thicker, getting to the size of a human body.

The demon then brought both hands before him, the lightning all started gathering right in front of him, creating a massive ball of lightning.

"Even if it ans I use my realm power and stand the risk of death, I’ll make sure that I defeat you and take your sister." The demon roared, he hurled the massive ball of lightning.

It ripped the earth apart, shining bright like a small sun. Yet Silva was unfazed, he raised his hands, a small ball of flas ford and then compressed, it got bigger and then got more compressed.

Over and over again, it kept compressing until he finally fired. It ripped through the air, small but extrely powerful. It slamd into the lightning ball and destroyed it before shooting forward and slamming right into the demon’s chest, burning a massive hole into his chest.

"Arghhhhhhhh!" The demon cried out in pain, falling to his knees. Silva walked toward him, every step heavy, every step powerful. The flas spread from his feet as he walked.

"So this is the power of rage." The demon muttered, "tsk, I’ll not die to it that easily." He said and then spread his hands apart, he muttered sothing and a magical circle ford above him before shattering.

His body imdiately started changing, he grew bigger, two horns grew from his head, curving back, his eyes glowed red, his body turned grey.

"I’ll destroy you, Silva." He said as he got up on his feet, this was his demon form, his true power.

"I have one minute before this form begins to kill , tsk, this is at the extre." He said and then lunged forward, he moved extrely fast this ti, too fast for even Silva to follow. His fist slamd into Silva’s chest.

Silva arched, cutting through the air like a bullet. He slamd into a building hundreds of ters away, destroying it completely.

Silva got up, he rushed out imdiately, but the demon was already in front of him. He went down as he ca with an uppercut to Silva’s jaw, shattering it and throwing him high into the sky.

The demon leaped into the air, two bat-like wings tore out of his back, he flew high, clasped his fingers together, the lightning ford around his hands and he slamd down into Silva’s chest, throwing him into the ground.

BOOOM!

A massive crater ford under Silva, he lay there, the sin of rage had co to an end, and now it was the normal him that was there.

He struggled to get back on his feet, legs shaky, and body weak, but he wasn’t stopping yet.

The demon looked at him with a dark grin, this was the end, he would take Silva down before the minute passed.

He flew down at top speed, about to end this all, but suddenly a blast of wind slamd into him, throwing him off target by a few inches, allowing Silva to get out of the way.

The demon turned to see Peter standing there, "I’ll not let you touch him," Peter said.

The demon flew toward Peter imdiately. Silva took out the trident and then activated Minotaur’s Rage, he leaned back and threw the trident with all his strength.

It ripped through the air and stabbed the demon in the back, sending him crashing.

"You might be stronger, but you are still vulnerable." Silva said and called back the trident.

The demon roared in fury, twisting mid-air as the trident ripped free from his flesh, only for it to whirl back into Silva’s hand. With a flick of his wrist, the weapon floated before him, spinning, its edges humming with destructive energy. The demon’s grin widened, but his eyes burned with hatred.

"You think that toy can keep at bay?" he snarled, hurling himself forward.

The trident shot out on its own, intercepting his strike. Sparks of lightning and fla exploded as steel t raw demonic power. Silva’s shoes dragged trenches into the dirt as he was forced backward, his muscles screaming. The demon pressed harder, his ti ticking away, his fury doubling with each passing second.

"I’ll crush you, then tear your friend apart!"

"Over my dead body," Silva growled, blood running down his jaw. The trident snapped back into position, blocking another devastating blow, then darted forward like a serpent. Yet each strike was caught, deflected, overwheld, the demon’s strength simply greater. Silva was tossed through rubble, slamd into the ground, yet every ti he rose again, defiance blazing in his eyes.

The demon’s breaths grew ragged. He could feel his strength burning out with the clock. Desperation twisted his strikes into savagery, each one heavier than the last. Lightning and claws ripped the air apart as Silva barely clung to defense. Still, he waited, his gaze sharp, searching for that one chance.

It ca. The demon laughed, blocking a trident thrust with his bare fist, amusent flashing across his monstrous features.

Now.

Silva’s gauntlet ignited, a compressed blast that he had been saving, bursting forth with earth-shaking force. The explosion hurled the demon backward, tearing through his guard. Silva’s eyes glinted, he directed the trident with a snap. It streaked like a falling star, piercing deep into the demon’s chest.

The monster roared, wings thrashing wildly as the last of his strength bled away. Ti betrayed him, the demon’s form faltered, power leaking out like smoke.

He staggered, eyes burning with disbelief, before crashing onto his knees. Silva, panting, bloodied, stood firm, the trident humming faintly at his side.

The demon glared up, hatred fading into silence, while Silva’s legs trembled. At last, the battlefield quieted.

Silva collapsed onto his knees, chest heaving, the trident still clutched in his hand, he won, the ti of the demon had run out now.