My Living Shadow System Devours To Make Me Stronger

Chapter 671: Chapter 672: No Hidding

Shocking, wasn’t it? They were few among the goddess races that could match demons in pure physical strength.

Unfortunately, humans were not among them. Yes, humans were a tenacious species, but these hairless monkeys were more known for their persistence than their actual physical strength. While they weren’t a weak race, they weren’t as powerful as demons.

The difference could be narrowed by ranking up. Reaching a new class always boosted overall power, but demons also experienced that boost. Some classes leaned more in different directions as well: some toward speed, some magic, and some sheer power.

So why was a human able to punch a demon, one who was a whole rank higher, away?

This didn’t make sense because Manata was a close-range fighter. He was not physically weak. He was also a whole rank higher than the human.

That was the question everyone watching was asking themselves, but sadly no one really had the answer.

Except maybe Damon got lucky, and the demon held back.

Damon, on the other hand, felt a headache. His vision blurred slightly, not from the impact of the attack but from his own wounds.

His vision was hindered. Damon dived to the side as a sharp bone spike shot out from the ground. He swung his sword, clashing with a demon heir who used a short dagger to slash at his back. Damon responded by punching her straight in the gut.

Shooting his omnidirectional gear, he pulled himself toward Waton, who was struggling against another demon.

With a slash of his sword, Damon cut deep into his back, blood spilling across his face. He was careful not to kill him. Flipping over his head, he kicked him toward another demon charging him.

He grabbed Waton, who was already injured, and leapt into a tree just as a massive bone hand shot from Kashi, the demon necromancer.

Damon climbed all the way up to a high branch and stopped, blood trickling down his nose. Waton dangled in his grip, held by the collar like a sack.

Kashi paused, staring at Damon. The magic orbs broadcasting to the outside world hovered as he raised his hand, signaling the other demon heirs to stop attacking.

“You’re bleeding… but none of us managed to even touch you.” His glowing eyes narrowed before a slight smile formed on his face.

“I see, so that’s what it was. You’re injured.”

Manata narrowed his eyes with a grin.

“Haha, so his clash against me injured him.”

Kashi shook his head slowly.

“No, that’s not it. He was injured from the get-go. His soul is badly damaged. He was like that before we even began fighting.”

He glanced at Damon, who was struggling to even see properly, his vision swimming under a wave of dizziness.

“Isn’t that right… human?”

Damon chuckled, smiling faintly.

“You’re not wrong… I am badly injured. But I think that’s fair. Otherwise, you minnows would already be dead.”

Manata sneered, his tone dripping with contempt. He felt this human was nothing but a boastful fool who had only gotten lucky.

Why else would he call them small fish?

“I promise you will die today, human.”

Damon sighed, annoyed with this demon. He wasn’t supposed to kill them due to his quest, however he had found a loophole that could be exploited… two actually, though the first one was less risky.

Reaching into his shadow storage once more, Damon pulled out an ordinary black blindfold.

“I am injured, that much is true. But even if I was one foot in the grave, you still wouldn’t be a match for me.”

He looked down at them with a small smile on his face.

“I feel sorry for you being born in the same era as me.”

With those words, he moved the blindfold over his eyes and closed them. The sheer disdain in his voice shocked everyone watching.

The level of arrogance and madness it took to wear a blindfold when facing such powerful enemies was unthinkable.

But Damon wasn’t doing it out of arrogance. His eyes were failing him, his head buzzing, and this was the only way. He had to rely on the one sense he could trust: his sixth sense, his shadow perception.

“Wagon, stay on the tree and just cast. No need to worry about anything, just blast any magic or skill you can.”

He dropped Waton onto the branch.

The young prince trembled, his legs weak.

“Bu…. okay, okay….”

Damon nodded with a smile.

“If it looks like they’ll get past me, you’re free to fly away to another branch. Just don’t leave the trees.”

Waton nodded, suddenly remembering the wings folded on his back. After all, he was a fae.

Spreading them open, he watched as Damon jumped down from the tree. The blindfold covered his eyes, the broken sword released from his grip. Blood still coated its surface.

He sighed.

“Ahhh, this is annoying…” He scratched his head, knowing it was troublesome, but it was the only way he could fight without dying.

Running away was an option, but retreating like a coward wasn’t. Not that the demons would let him anyway. They could fly. He could not.

He glanced at the hovering magic orbs, making sure he was visible and being broadcast to the outside.

“Finders keepers.” He muttered to himself.

Manata sneered, charging Damon with two demons flanking him, one wielding a halberd.

“I’m about to make you go through some excruciating pain.”

Yes, the quest said Damon couldn’t kill them, but it didn’t say anything about maiming or crippling them.

Naturally, he had the best anti-demon weapon. It was just troublesome to use. But he couldn’t care less right now. That was future Damon’s problem.

As Manata’s fist came flying toward him, Damon rolled under the demon’s arm, springing up behind another demon. His blade flashed silver, and the demon froze. His wide eyes stared down as his legs were sliced clean off.

“Ahhh… ahhhhhhggggggggggghhh!”

The demon’s scream of agony echoed as Damon stood tall, two silver blades gleaming in his hands.

This was the best anti-demon weapon.

As soon as Damon revealed it, the old man from the Silver Glades stood up, losing his composure completely.

“The Silver Blades… he has the Silver Blades!”

Paimon frowned, then let out a chuckle.

“The heirloom of the Halls of Steel… hmm, interesting.”