Chapter 30: The Rise of the Demon King

The battlefield froze.

Every soldier, every warrior, every god—turned their gaze toward the Kaurava camp.

Because there, standing atop the ruins of his tent, was Duryodhana.

And he was no longer human.

🔥 His body was encased in black armor, forged from the essence of Kali himself.🔥 His voice echoed with dark power.🔥 His sword, once a mere weapon, now burned with infernal flames.

"I am no longer bound by fate," he declared, his voice shaking the heavens.

"I am no longer Duryodhana."

"I AM KAALI-RAAJ, THE DEMON KING."

And then, with a single swing of his sword

🔥 A thousand soldiers were obliterated in an instant. 🔥

Kurukshetra was no longer a battlefield.

It was hell on earth.