My Living Shadow System Devours To Make Me Stronger - Chapter 724

Chapter 724: Chapter 725 I Was Born In The Dark

Amon was said to be an invincible, faceless immortal ruler who could not be killed even by the Grand Duke of the Valtheron Empire.

He was right in front of them. This was the enemy they had to overcome.

If they managed to kill him, the demons would be demoralized.

That was why Abellona created a subjugation party for the sole purpose of killing him.

As for the other powerful demons, the worst of them were to be dealt with by Renata Malcrist. She would be fighting Bakemon, son of the demon lord Baal.

Evangeline had some hostile grudge against Adramelech, which was reasonable. House Brightwater were enemies of the demons who bore the Adramelech name.

Xander Ravenscroft and Emilia Highgon would be taking on some of the demon kin in Amon’s Seventy-Two.

Xander Ravenscroft had initially insisted on fighting Amon, but after his conversation with Damon Grey, he seemed willing to hold his hostility for a little while.

Or maybe it was a strategy to wait until Amon was weaker.

Amon was just standing there, yet even without a trace of his aura, there was this invisible pressure they felt. They could not tell his expression, Amon was faceless.

Across the battlefield, even the demons held their breath. In the distance, ethereal projection orbs hovered above the coalition’s forward lines, transmitting the fight across the world. Soldiers, nobles, and citizens watched with frozen awe. The name Amon carried mysterious terror, and now that legend stood silent, calm, and alive before their eyes.

Leona Valefier gripped her sword, lightning crackling all around her. Sparks lit the air like a brewing storm.

“You hurt my friend and killed his brother… you’ll pay…”

No one had been willing to charge at Amon first, but Leona didn’t hesitate. She was angry, truly angry. This Amon person was the reason Xander was so depressed. He was causing him pain, and that alone was more than enough reason for her to hate him.

She didn’t even care that he was a demon.

Leona vanished with a flicker as she swung her sword forward, appearing in front of Amon with a swift, sharp swing.

This flash would have caught someone unfamiliar with her Ascendant Armor and technique of guard, but this was Damon. He knew how she fought. He knew her opening strike.

With a single step, he avoided her attack, and before Leona could react, he slammed his elbow into her, using her own momentum to toss her to the side.

Leona exploded with lightning the moment he touched her, the jolt traveling through his body and slightly numbing him.

Damon stayed calm, even as a crimson wave of destruction came from Abellona, covering for Leona.

He reached to the side and pulled out a spear from a corpse, swatting her attack aside and taking a step back.

Fighting Leona hand to hand, or with any conductor, was annoying. She was a walking bolt of lightning, or better yet, a storm. Wearing her armor, she was always protected by her own destructive attribute.

Damon had only sparred with her a handful of times, but only now did he realize how much different she was when she was trying to kill.

‘Suppose I shouldn’t hold back. I should flex my muscles a bit…’

The ground around him spread with shadows, devouring the remains of the dead.

He heard the faint chime of the system feeding him attribute points and shadow energy.

‘I really do love battlefields. The more people die, the stronger I become…’

He raised his hand and whispered in a cold voice,

“Frost Dominate.”

The temperature all around him began to drop. With his massive amount of mana, he unleashed a cold blizzard that spread across the field.

It was inferior to what Matia could do with her skill, but Damon didn’t mind. His goal wasn’t destruction, it was demonstration. He was showing off his power.

Now, the real battle began.

He created a sword made of ice, then took a step forward and vanished into the chaos of the battlefield.

Abellona snapped her head to the side.

“Watch out!” Her words came too late for the mage of the party.

The young woman, a third-year student from the Eldorian Magic Academy, turned around just in time to see the faceless Amon holding his sword high.

She slowly lowered her head, feeling her legs go weak as she fell to her knees, collapsing in a pool of her own blood.

Her corpse disappeared as soon as it hit the ground.

[You have slain Lisa of Sirini]

‘One down…’

He raised his hand, waving it as ice turned to frost, and frost became mist. Leona managed to close the distance, but as she reached for his face with her sword, he didn’t even move. Her blade passed through him.

It was an enchantment of his Ascendant Armor. She would have known that, if not for his Faceless skill, which interfered with how others perceived his abilities.

That opening was all he needed. He discarded the sword and blasted Leona with a wave of ice.

However, she reached out and grabbed his hand with a smile.

“Got you.”

Damon hadn’t expected that. He underestimated her, but no matter.

Leona’s fist came rushing toward his face with all her might while she held his other hand.

He simply reached out and stopped her strike with a massive boom. The ground cracked beneath them, a crater forming at their feet. He slammed his head into her forehead, tossing her aside, just as something leaped from the shadows.

The dark elf — Velora Nyxfall — emerged, his body cloaked by shadows.

Damon dodged the dagger and crouched low, evading the follow-up. With a flash step, he appeared next to a young adventurer holding a shield and teleported behind him at the last second.

He grabbed the man’s head from behind and snapped his neck.

[You have slain Ginna of Trontel]

The corpse was consumed, feeding Damon’s soul fresh nutrients.

He evaded a series of attacks from Abellona, his fast movement and teleportation keeping him one step ahead.

Arrows flew from the shadows, Velora again the elf firing with precision, hidden amongst the shadows of corpses.

Damon frowned, irritated by the shadow attribute user. Subconsciously, he willed the shadows to reject him and suddenly, Velora was expelled, tossed out into the open.

Even Damon blinked in surprise, but quickly reined in his confusion.

‘Superior Umbral attribute… so that’s it.’

Damon’s attribute was a superior version of the shadow attribute.

Velora rolled and ducked back into the shadow of a massive corpse.

Damon scoffed, blocking Abellona’s next strike and ordering a horde of demon beasts to engage her.

“You think darkness is your ally? You merely adopted the dark. I was born in it, molded by it.”

He took a step, appearing directly in front of Velora Nyxfall.

“I am known to the shadows… and you’re looking unfamiliar.”

He kicked the elf into the air, sending him flying. Leona darted forward and caught him before the maw of a massive demon beast could close on him.

All around, soldiers and demons alike froze, watching as Damon — no, Amon — stood at the heart of the chaos, laughing maniacally.

The battlefield trembled. Even those watching from the outside through the magic orbs went silent.

“You are outmatched,” Damon said, his cold voice carrying through the chaos.

The world seemed to hold its breath.