But with every shot, the shadow energy enveloping the demonic form grew noticeably dimmer, and the entire ritual seemed to become less stable.
Just as Fang Zhen emptied his assault rifle's magazine again and crouched down to reload, the demonic ritual before him seemed to reach completion.
The two black spheres of energy dissipated.
What was once Balenzuo's shattered body truly became a corpse, falling limply to the ground without any sign of life.
However, the demonic form that had broken free from the black vortex began to stir.
It seemed demons had genders as well.
The demonic form before him appeared to be female, possessing an hourglass figure.
'Her' skin was a dark red, appearing delicate and smooth. It had a metallic sheen, not quite like flesh. Her entire body radiated a purplish-red light, and she had long hair that cascaded down to her hips.
