His voice had become deeper, rougher, almost animalistic.
With his shout, the world changed.
A burning domain erupted outward. Massive fissures tore across the battlefield, and from within them, lava erupted. Volcanoes suddenly formed from the earth, their peaks exploding as molten rock poured across the land.
Rivers of fire spread in every direction. The air became unbearably hot. Every breath burned. Even the golden feathers descending from the sky were affected by the raging crimson landscape.
With his powerful ability, he changed the very terrain.
However, this still wasn't Astaroth's limit.
His crimson eyes became increasingly feral. Blood began oozing out of his body as ancient markings appeared on his skin.
"[Ancestral Bloodline Regression]."
The next instant, his scales thickened. His horns became longer and more jagged. His spine rose beneath his flesh. Muscles expanded, and the shape of Astaroth's body became more primitive, more brutal.
