Rise of the Cosmic_Emperor

Rita's eyes became completely violet with no room for whites a she grew two horns out of her forehead.

The horns were a dainty sort but they were sinister all the same...

From the top of her fingers extended sharp and deadly claws that looked ready to tear into as many victims as it could and then a long demonic tail looking strong and nimble extended from her backside with a sharply tapered end that made it all the more clear that tail was to be used as a weapon.

Rita was transforming into a true lust demon form and her sexuality skyrocketed as the demonic powers made her clothes even more skimpy and revealing than they already were.

Her beautiful skin now had a mild purple/violet tint to it as she stretched her left hand forward and chanted,

"Aflame their passions... Essence stealer!"

The demonic bow materialized instantly and Rita gripped it to pull the string back with her right hand to form the first flaming arrow of the day which she aimed at her first target.

Following the brief episode in the tomb where she had seemed close to transforming into a true Lust demon form that promised to improve her better prowess, Rita had spent time trying to complete the transformation.

Finding time even while she worked with those in Sapphire city for the spreading of Hal's faith.

While this was the first time she would make use of the transformation in a battle scenario, it was not the first time that she would transform overall as she had been able to transform successfully quite a few times and was quite aware of the abilities that came with the form.

When she saw the eyes that male Dystopians clouding over and even saw a few of the females finding it hard to take their eyes off her, she knew her pheromones to be even more aggressively active than ever even when she was not actively spreading or using it.

Hal allowed himself a second to look to the side at her in all her demonic glory and it brought a smile to his face.

That said, Rita was not the only one going through a transformation at the moment.

Marla was also showing off the full extent of her developed knowledge and know-how of the dark maelstrom physique.

Her usually cute looks became a tad more mature as the usually gigantic avatar of her physique seemed to impose over her actual form.

There was a lot of darkness swirling about her form and in some cases, they were forming feathers that were as misty as smoke, as misty as the dark smoke that was swirling around her form.

The year the Hal had been away had been quite a long time to the beautiful young lady who used that time, just like the other members of the Harem, to cultivate but she had focused more on the mastery of her physique.

Before Hal had gone missing, she was very much practically at the Vetted mastery and after that year, her Dark maelstrom physique mastery was now Advanced.

(Physique mastery; Awakened, Vetted, Advanced, Fairly Mastered, Fully Mastered. Can be referred to in chapter 49)

The dark smoke swirling all around her formed black wings made up of intricately interlocking feathers while the physique added tough-looking additions to her clothes and general look.

Marla looked more mature with the transformation complete and looked even more dangerous than se normally did... And that was before she summoned her black cosmic Armament that looked ready to bash the heads of as many as it connected with.

With the transformation of Rita and Marla right beside her, Sassy's was a bit muted but no less effective.

Every part of her body, except for her face was covered in scales with her shoulders especially protected in even larger scale formations that looked like the shoulder protectors of a large armor.

The scales were green just like her eyes which were glowing with viciousness.

Once her transformation was complete, Sassy completed her ensemble with the two daggers that Hal had given to her and she had now made into a paramount part of her attacks.

The transformations all happened simultaneously and barely took a second which was time that the attacking Dystopians used to dash towards them.

Rita let loose an arrow that her target managed to swipe away but being the sneaky demonic flames that they were, simply swiping them aside was just not enough to quell the lust demon flames and quite a few tongues of the flame made their way through the target's pores and ignited his pleasure while making him almost incapable of defending himself...

Almost...

The Dystopian had much more resistance than she had given him credit for and when she tried to take advantage of whatever lapse in judgment he might have had, she found that he could still very well contend with her.

Rita didn't care though and while still smirking sultrily in a manner that struck fear and worries into the heart of her target who had breathed in quite a bit of her pheromones, the battle became close combat with Rita contending with the weapon formed from natural attunement to the earthen element with her wickedly sharp and strong demonic tail.

Meanwhile, Marla's black wings flapped and she used them to get a speed boost as she closed in on her opponent and made a determined swing of her large armament against his temple.

A bunch of hard-looking scales appeared to protect the said opponent's head as he retaliated with a bulging fist (courtesy of his beast physique) that he attempted to sink into Marla's midsection.

*BAM!*

The hit connected with a loud sound and impact that should have been followed by a cry of pain or at least should have probably had Marla careening backward but the black-eyed lady remained in place, looked her opponent dead in the eyes, and laughed maniacally right before she headbutted the said opponent so hard that it cracked the scale protection on his head.

Along with the cracking of the head-protecting scales that should have been impossible, Marla's headbutt also sent her opponent to his knees so hard that he cracked the pavement...

Another crack sounded and it could be interpreted as the sound of his knee cap shattering right before Marla's heavy fist (retaining its supposedly dainty form) connected with the side of his head.

The more Marla mastered her physique, the more she understood it and she now believed that an obvious show of protection was not always the best.

Her body was more sturdy and with the activation of her Advanced mastered physique, Marla was very protected but that had nothing to do with an obvious show that any observer could possibly see and take note of.

The additions to her dressing and looks were more cosmetic than useful because even without them, her creamy skin that looked delicate was more than capable of such a display of protection like the scales on her opponent's head.

This worked for Marla especially since it fit the physique that she had but it did not really work for Sassy who despite her very sturdy body (on account of being a demon beast), still covered up with scales to further boost that of her physique and further boost her strength.

Speaking of Sassy, she got into the mix with a well-aimed double throw of her daggers at two separate opponents who did well to smack it aside before it could make contact.

Dashing forward in her flimsy and sexy attire, Sassy stretched her hands to summon the daggers and they got back to her hands right when she got a feet away from her target who she quickly tried to stab in the neck.

Her target was a wild-eyed-looking Dystopian female who grinned as she blocked Sassy's arm to stop the incoming dagger stab.

"You are a demon beast" the female dystopian said just as the other dystopian Sassy had tossed her second dagger at came over to join the fray.

"What does that have to do with anything?" Sassy asked just a large war hammer intercepted the Dystopian who had been about to intervene in what looked to be shaping up to be a one-on-one between Sassy and the female Dystopian.

"Why are you fighting with this bunch? You should be on our side." the female dystopian asked Sassy just as she pushed her away and put more tan a few feet of separation between them.

The familiar raised brow,

"Look around, who among us ladies does not look Dysypian? Except for her, of course (Gestures at Valerie who had thrown the warhammer and was now engaged in a battle with the Dysyopian that had tried to interfere)"

The female Dystopian cast a quick look around before quickly returning focus to Sassy so she could be ready to protect herself.

Sassy grinned and sheath her daggers just as she prepared to shoot an arrow of poisonous mist at her opponent who was already in a defensive stance,

"We are fighting for ourselves and our Master..."

*Sphissss*

Sassy let the arrow fly,

"... We are on no Continent's side!"