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n“Gugyaaa!”

nOne of the Imps angrily screamed at Eleanora, as her threads were strong enough to wrap them, but actually couldn’t easily pierce through their skin. Her Skill was simply not strong enough, but there were other ways to fight at the end, wrapping them for me to finish them off was one of the many tactics we could do as Master and Spirit.

nThe Imp that roared back at her didn’t simply do it to intimidated her, as it conjured a strange, red-colored flame from within its body, pointing it at her and shooting it like a bullet.

nThis was one of the basic Demon Magic Spells ‘Demonic Ember’. This was perhaps one of the magic elements I wasn’t able to conjure, although it was similar to Dark and Fire elements combined, it had a uniqueness to it as it was fueled by not Mana but Demonic Energy, therefore, as a magic that was ruled by other dimension’s power, it was naturally strong even if it was the weakest spell demons could conjure.

nIt not only could burn the skin and flesh but also could burn a bit of the soul, and it would cause more pain the more sins the target held within them. The more regret they had, the stronger the damage they would take. This is how most Demon Magic worked.

nHowever, it wasn’t hard for Eleanora to evade.

n“Hmph!”

nShe jumped to the floor and suddenly forced the two Goblins into the ground, the flames hit the tree behind her, leaving a large wound in its bark.

nBOOM!

nThe darkness of the flame spread around the tree and left darkened bark, as if it were rotting.

nThis was the malicious power of demons, capable of inflicting rotting wounds. Normal people, even the Hunters, didn’t stand a chance against such a power. Only powerful Adventurers or Soldiers

/Knights, might ever be able to fight against them properly.

nAs the Imps were on the floor and they were stopped from conjuring any more magic, I made my move, rushing closer to them and pointing the tip of my spear towards them.

nAs someone who has lived hundreds of years, it is an insult to not be considered an expert in almost every weapon ever made.

nUsing a spear can be made as masterfully as using my own body, but I have more confidence in using my own fists more often, however.

nNonetheless, to honor my father, I will make sure to kill the demons that made him go through such a suffering with the very spear he had always has wielded.

nI have yet to even refine things such as Spear Qi, so advanced techniques cannot be done yet…

nHowever! I can very much just infuse some Qi into the spear and…!

nDragoon Spear Technique: Double Piercer!

nMy arms moved incredibly fast as the Imps looked in horror, they couldn’t even discern my movements as the spear moved in two different directions at once, or well, that’s the illusion they created.

nCLASH! CLASH!

n“Grraaagyaaahh!”

n“Greyyaaggh…!”

nIn two hits, the Imps had their heads pierced by the blade of my father’s spear, as their heads were skewered by the long blade, their skulls cracked open, and their brains splattered over the floor at the same time.

nDragoon Spear Technique is one of the most basic spear techniques I know, and therefore, the ones with the less cost of Qi.

nIf I hadn’t used a technique, it would had been very hard to pierce the hard skulls of demons, even less with the body of a five-year-old.

nTherefore, using a technique that spent Qi was necessary.

nMy Grimoire shone brightly as its pages began to turn around, two messages showed up written on the pages that I could see.

nYou have gained 400 EXP

nYou have gained 400 EXP

nThe Blood of Demons has soaked your weapon

nHm? The blood of demons… has soaked my weapon?

nAside from the generous 800 EXP, which is worth eight Gray Wolves worth of EXP, probably due to the higher rarity and strength of Imps compared to wild animals, there was this mysterious last message.

nI looked into the tip of the spear, soaked in the blood of demons, it emanated a small aura, too small to properly discern it, and it quickly dissipated away afterwards.

nThe blood a demon… How could I have forgotten?

nSo that was it… the message seems related to the weapon I have equipped, soaking it in the blood of a demon means that the weapon has the chance to become… a cursed weapon.

nThis simplistic wooden spear has such a potential?

nHmm…

nWell, I cannot worry about that for now, I quickly pierced the two imp’s bodies with my fingers and began to drain their blood out of their bodies, converting it all into my Blood Qi.

nAfter that, their bodies ended up with most of their blood drained, and could perfectly be eaten… there are also Demonic Cores inside their chests, which I could use in something later on.

nFor now, I stored both corpses inside my Dimensional Bag, which I had crafted by infusing Space Attribute Magic Runes into a simple bag of leather.

nIt was as if the bag of leather had a black hole inside that sucked anything I put closer to it, its way of activation was by infusing around 3 points of Mana to it, so it couldn’t be carelessly used, and it cannot store nor vacuum living organisms, if they’re alive, the magic will be negated.

nDue to this I cannot abuse this power, but at later stages, spatial magic can become terrifying, such as deleting space where a target is located and completely killing them, and more… but I’ve never been that good at it. My greatest affinities will always be Darkness and Blood, so I must focus on them while using other attributes as support.

n“Excellent job!” said Eleanora.

n“I wouldn’t had been able to do it as easily without your help… Hm?” I said, as we suddenly noticed some presences approaching.

nThe cries of the Imps had brought some of their comrades.

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