The Devil's Betrothed novel Chapter 685

Chapter 685: Nexus Of Malovance

Oriana’s tears flowed freely as she cried, her sobs mingling with her words. "It’s all my fault... I killed him... I killed him..." The anguish in her voice was palpable, her heart breaking with every word.

Suddenly, a shift in energy enveloped her, and darkness began to swirl around her. Her voice changed, growing cold and distant. "It’s his fault... he killed him... I must kill him..." Her grief transformed into a cold, vengeful determination in a flick of a moment.

The energy around her intensified, affecting the entire atmosphere. The bright sky of the demon realm darkened with ominous clouds, and the air turned wild and chaotic, forming a storm that took everyone by surprise. All eyes turned to the source of this immense power— Esmeray.

Her hair turned black, and her body lifted into the air as her eyes closed. She began to emanate a formidable aura of absolute darkness. The sky above her crackled with threatening thunder, ready to strike down anything in its path.

Tharzimon was stunned by the sudden change, his expression betraying a rare moment of fear. "This cannot be," he muttered, realizing the gravity of the situation. _{freeweɓnovel.cѳm}

Oriana’s body floated higher, her face serene and eyes still closed, her dark hair billowing around her. The formidable power of absolute darkness radiated from her, making it clear to all that she was the most powerful being present in this realm.

Every demon, though shocked, immediately fell to their knees, acknowledging the return of their true ruler. "Princess Esmeray," they chanted in unison, submitting to her authority.

Drayce and Draven stood firm, watching in surprise, while Xyron turned to face Esmeray with a satisfied smile that finally appeared on his expressionless face.

"It really worked. She is here," Draven remarked, his voice filled with relief.

"I told you not to go against your friend’s plan. He knows her better," Xyron added, pleased to see that his princess had regained her powers.

Drayce glared at Xyron, anger and worry evident in his eyes. "Not at the expense of our friend’s life. If he doesn’t make it back, I swear, I will kill you."

At that moment, Oriana, now fully transformed into her demonic form as Esmeray, opened her eyes. They were entirely red, filled with the anger and wrath of the demoness, devoid of any trace of white.

"Soulreaver," Esmeray’s voice boomed, clear and commanding, echoing throughout the entire realm.

The ground beneath them shattered, causing everyone to stumble and struggle to keep their balance. From the depths of the Valley of Eternal Abyss, a sword emerged, flying straight toward Esmeray. With a swift, graceful movement, That sword settled in her right hand in a blink of an eye.