1696 Using Demonic Skill Tree
With the den plunged into a silent darkness, a shadowy assassin engaged in a deadly dance with the demonic entities present inside it.
The separation caused by [Skill: Sound Devour] and [Skill: Light Devour] left them isolated, ignorant of each other's plight.
There was no way to counter them as the Assassin had used [ Greater Skill: Domain of Gluttony ] to support his cast Skills. Only a Greater Skill could hope to contend against a Greater Skill.
Usually, such a wide-scale Skill usage was bound to face restrictions one way or the other. However, the key demonic practitioners did not want to test the waters. They decided to play defensive as soon as their sense of sight and hearing were robbed away from them.
The key demonic figures deployed the defensive measures around them as soon as the Greater Skill was cast. They decided to use their followers as a canon fodder against their unknown enemy.
'What… What kind of demon can cast Skills and Greater Skills like these? Who are we fighting against? A rival demonic guild?'
Zargoth thought to himself as he tried to process the situation. This sudden intrusion from the assassin had prevented him and others from carrying out their demonic ritual. And there was no way to restart it from where they had left off. As such, Zargoth cursed the timing at which this intruder had decided to launch his strike against the entire den.
Even Lilithra could see that the attack was well planned. It was as if there was someone among them who had provided the intruder with all the information and real-time intel they needed to strike with such precision.
As such, a shadow of mistrust was cast on the minds of the key demonic figures who were at the center of the demonic ritual. They did not try to contact each other or call for help. Instead, they all decided to prioritize their self interests.
It seemed that the assassin's strategy was clear – dismantle the demonic entities individually. It was as if one assassin wanted to clear a horde of demonic entities in one go, all by themselves.
Of course, this assassin was none other than a Ranker from Anfang who had landed in Labh Salem not too long ago. He had changed a lot about his battle style, adapting to changes imposed on him by the Mesh.
In his Assassin guise, Eren manifested a striking transformation. His onyx-black hair cascaded down, a shadowy veil framing his sharper facial features. Emerald-green eyes glinted with a calculating intensity, reflecting the stealthy prowess that now defined him.
Taller and leaner than his usual form, the Assassin's silhouette spoke of agility and precision. Arm bracers adorned his forearms, their matte black surface hinting at concealed blades.
Leg guards clung to his lower limbs, designed for swift maneuvers in the darkness. A light chainmail armor, woven with shadows, draped over his frame, offering protection without compromising his nimbleness.
His footwear, crafted from the supple skin of a unique mana beast, boasted mysterious runic patterns. These leather shoes bore the essence of inherent movement, allowing them to possess a Skill slot of their own.
The shadows seemed to dance around Eren's silhouette, a testament to the symbiotic relationship between his profession and exceptional affinity with the shadow-element he was in possession of.
This version of Eren, the silent harbinger of shadows, embodied the essence of his chosen Profession– Assassin.
Each element of his attire contributed to the seamless dance of darkness, a manifestation of his abilities as a silent killer as he navigated the treacherous den in pursuit of demonic entities.
Soon the lesser demonic entities present within the den were cleared out. It only took Eren little more than a minute to kill dozens of the demonic entities. It was as if he was killing a bunch of Adept Rankers with his Grandmaster-ranked powers.
As such, he completely dominated them before leaving only the key demonic entities behind. Within barely a minute, he had transformed this demonic den into a place that only showcased the aspects of blood and gore in various forms and styles.
'The cannon fodder is done with. Now it's time to get rid of these nuisances.'
Eren thought to himself before approaching the demonic entities he had left behind for a reason.
Zargoth, sensing the impending threat, summoned [Skill: Abyssal Ward], creating a protective barrier of swirling shadows around him. As Eren closed in, Zargoth lashed out with [Skill: Void Grasp], attempting to pull him into the abyss.
However, Eren skillfully evaded the ethereal tendrils, countering with [Skill: Shadow Mirage], creating illusory shadows to confuse Zargoth. In the ensuing chaos, Eren unleashed [Skill: Umbral Strike], a swift and precise shadow-element attack that bypassed the Abyssal Ward, striking at the heart of Zargoth's demonic essence.
The obsidian giant roared in agony as darkness consumed him. Of course, he couldn't speak or voice his frustrations with his last breaths because Eren's Skills were still active.
'Now it's time for this hot chick,' the butcher thought to himself as he wiped the blood off of his face. The warmth he felt on his face due to the fresh blood seemed to have invigorated him.
Rivena, with her beguiling allure, attempted to ensnare Eren's mind with [Skill: Enchanting Whispers] as soon as she felt his presence near him. Yet, the silence of the den thwarted her, leaving her powers in disarray.
Seizing the opportunity, Eren activated [Skill: Shadow Step], appearing behind Rivena in the blink of an eye. He countered her with [Skill: Void Shroud], a cloak of impenetrable darkness that shielded him from her mesmerizing gaze.
Eren, hidden within the shadows, executed another of his weapon-based Skill using Rigor Mortis, a devastating attack that eclipsed Rivena's enchantments. The temptress crumpled to the ground, her illusions shattered by the silent assassin.
The silence still dominated the surroundings. It was as if someone was playing a recorded visual from an Array Disk. Except, the visual was nothing but a blank screen and did not have any sound.
