Kapitel 722: Voraxa      

"Demon King?! Demon King?!" Voraxa's roar echoed with fury, her eyes ablaze in crimson, blood seeping from them. "How dare you reveal yourself after all these years! How dare you abandon me! How dare you subject me to centuries of agony in your absence!

"How dare you! How dare you! How dare you! GaaAarRgh!"

Voraxa's countenance underwent a grotesque transformation. Her features shifted that defied the laws of nature. 

Her once imposing visage contorted, as if the very essence of her being rebelled against its own form. The skin on her colossal frame seemed to undulate and writhe, resembling molten wax dripping down a candle.

In a disturbing display, Voraxa's immense figure convulsed with an otherworldly intensity. It was as if the anger pulsating within her sought escape, causing her colossal form to writhe and quiver with an unsettling energy. 

The air around her thickened, charged with an ominous aura that permeated the surroundings.