The Demon King's frustration and exasperation were palpable as he clenched his fists, his teeth gritted in defiance. In a desperate bid to regain the upper hand, he tapped into the wellspring of chaotic energy that surrounded him. With a surge of power, he began absorbing massive quantities of this dark energy, causing his body to convulse and mutate.
His body reached unimaginable heights, stretching towards the heavens. The once-human visage of the Demon King was replaced by a monstrous countenance that struck fear into the hearts of all who beheld it.
His physique was imposing and muscular, adorned with intricate and darkened armor that seemed to absorb the surrounding light. His skin was ashen and marked with ancient symbols that glowed with an eerie, ethereal glow. Fiery crimson eyes pierced through the darkness, radiating a malevolence that could freeze even the bravest souls.
