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My Living Shadow System Devours To Make Me Stronger

Chapter 482 484: Good On His Promise · Oct 23, 2026

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451 Chapter 451 - 453: Inis 2026-10-23
452 Chapter 452 - 454: Using His Own Weapon 2026-10-23
453 Chapter 453 - 455: Do I Know You 2026-10-23
454 Chapter 454 - 456: Sir... I Think This Reader’s Broken 2026-10-23
455 Chapter 455 - 457: New Models 2026-10-23
456 Chapter 456 - 458: Long Term Plan 2026-10-23
457 Chapter 457 - 459: Mage Killer 2026-10-23
458 Chapter 458 - 460: Let’s Call It A Draw 2026-10-23
459 Chapter 459 - 461: Act One 2026-10-23
460 Chapter 460 - 462: Death Of A Truth Seeker 2026-10-23
461 Chapter 461 - 463: Compromise 2026-10-23
462 Chapter 462 - 464: Key Of Lazarak 2026-10-23
463 Chapter 463 - 465: Page Of Truth 2026-10-23
464 Chapter 464 - 466: Apotheon 2026-10-23
465 Chapter 465 - 467: A Stride To The Abyss 2026-10-23
466 Chapter 466 - 468: The Halls Of Perpetual Screams 2026-10-23
467 Chapter 467 - 469: Echoes of the Lesser Gods 2026-10-23
468 Chapter 468 - 470: The Tomb of Lesser Gods 2026-10-23
469 Chapter 469 - 471: Close But Hidden 2026-10-23
470 Chapter 470 - 472: Another Old Person 2026-10-23
471 Chapter 471 473: A Civil Person 2026-10-23
472 Chapter 472 474: Baby Killer 2026-10-23
473 Chapter 473 475: Footprints On The Stone 2026-10-23
474 Chapter 474 476: Scar Of The Nuts 2026-10-23
475 Chapter 475 477: Difference Between Princess And Queen 2026-10-23
476 Chapter 476 478 Unreasonable Real World 2026-10-23
477 Chapter 477 - 479: Scum Of Her Family 2026-10-23
478 Chapter 478 - 480: Adventurers Guild 2026-10-23
479 Chapter 479 - 481: Traget 2026-10-23
480 Chapter 480 - 482: Long Thought Out Scheme 2026-10-23
481 Chapter 481 483: Still Stupidly The Same 2026-10-23
482 Chapter 482 484: Good On His Promise 2026-10-23
483 Chapter 483 485: Three Minutes 2026-10-23
484 Chapter 484 486: Dusk Of Quick Hand 2026-10-23
485 Chapter 485 487: Gubina Of Purity 2026-10-23
486 Chapter 486 488: With A Bang 2026-10-23
487 Chapter 487 489: Scum Agents 2026-10-23
488 Chapter 488 490: Shadows Of The Moon Glades 2026-10-23
489 Chapter 489 491: Helm Of Balero 2026-10-23
490 Chapter 490 492: Walk Fools 2026-10-23
491 Chapter 491 - 493: Divide And Conquer 2026-10-23
492 Chapter 492 - 494: Bleeding 2026-10-23
493 Chapter 493 - 495: Act Of Will 2026-10-23
494 Chapter 494 - 496: They’re Sort Of Dead 2026-10-23
495 Chapter 495 - 497: I Need To Heal 2026-10-23
496 Chapter 496 - 498: Make Sure, They Lose Sleep 2026-10-23
497 Chapter 497 - 499: Road Back Home 2026-10-23
498 Chapter 498 - 500: Cameo Of Discord 2026-10-23
499 Chapter 499 - 501: Farmer 2026-10-23
500 Chapter 500 - 502: Reality Of BullShit 2026-10-23

Damon teleported into a room with a long table and wooden flooring… there was nobody there, but… soon enough, there would be.

It seemed so easy to get in now… all he did was take one step… there was no barrier or magical defenses to stop him from getting inside.

He slowly walked to the table… sat on the chair, his eyes locked on the door…

Hmmm… what a sight for sore eyes… many times he had been brought into this room, tied up or beaten half to death, just to receive punishment from the man who usually sat on this chair…

The boss of Quick Hand.

A shame, really… none of them would be leaving alive.

Damon walked to the wall, and using the metal finger of his gauntlet, he carved the final rune on the door…

He placed his palm on it, mana pouring through the rune, linking with runes spread all over the building…

He half expected them to sense something and come running…

“It seems I overestimated.”

In the end, he had to give credit where credit was due… he was someone who had learned rune craft from an Ascendant—and most of them had learned from the God of the Abyss himself… ..

Vathren did, maybe Mugu as well.

Damon had learned from the best. How could lowly smugglers ever compare?

He sighed, sitting on the chair… his shadow stood by his side, her form stalwart…

Now, he had to wait… he certainly hoped they hadn’t changed how they did things in Quick Hand… because that would be disappointing.

If he remembered correctly, they met on this day of the month to report progress and have a small drinking party to boost morale…

The best thing about it was—all of Quick Hand came.

He looked out the window… any minute now…

And sure enough… the door opened.

Damon smiled lightly… raised his dark eyes to look at a familiar face…

Broad shoulders, thick beard… a massive frame that looked like it could strangle an orc… his black hair wild like a mane… brown eyes still as piercing as Damon remembered…

He hadn’t forgotten. He had glared into those eyes too many times.

Damon sat there like he owned the place…

His smile calm his crown resting on his head like a halo… his shadow behind him gave off a deep and formidable aura.

He said nothing.

The leader of Quick Hand narrowed his eyes.

The huge lumber axe he carried gleamed.

“Who are you… and why are you here…? What business do you have with Quick Hand?”

Damon sensed it—uncertainty in the man’s voice.

“Have I changed that much?”

The boss frowned… was he supposed to know this person in armor?

Was he a prince… a noble? The man looked young, long hair almost fused with the shadows in the dimly lit room…

Everything about him screamed power… as if when he spoke, the heavens would move… when he wished for something, it became law.

He couldn’t tell his rank, but this man… he was powerful.

More than that… he had command of a lady knight with deep, cold eyes that reminded him of the dark winters in Frost Continent—Norrath.

These people were powerful.

“My apologies… I don’t seem to recognize you… if you mean us harm… know that we are with the Charkata family—”

“And the Viscount Raymond, right?” Damon interrupted.

“Right, I already know that… I just don’t care.”

He stood up from his chair… sighed slightly…

“I feel a little betrayed… after everything, you still don’t recognize me… Back-to-Back would have in a heartbeat… but that’s fine… still… the treachery…”

The boss stood still, hands on his axe… ready to pull it at a moment’s notice… instincts honed in the criminal underworld screamed—danger.

“There’s no need to be alarmed…”

Damon took a step forward… until he was face to face with him.

“I told you all… I’ll kill you one day… didn’t I? I’m here to make good on my promise…”

The boss’s eyes widened… his expression grew stiff.

“Yo… you are… Phantom…”

Damon smiled calmly.

“Good… now die.”

His fist clenched—

And he punched him square in the chest.

Damon was smaller, so it looked like he was punching a literal tank—

But his fist connected.

The man’s body lifted from the floor… smashed through the door… sent flying through the walls and halls with deep rumbling sounds…

As if the building itself was going to collapse…

Damon could hear cries of alarm as the members of Quick Hand watched their boss get sent flying out of his office.

He slowly walked out of the room.

As he did—

The runes carved all over the building finally came to life… sealing the building.

These runes roughly translated to the word—Seal.

Damon had meticulously carved them around the building… it took time… but that was fine…

As long as he poured mana into them…

No one was leaving this building without his say-so… or until his mana ran dry…

Whichever came first.

Too bad… he had a colossal amount of mana.

And right now…

His shadow was hungry.

There was a whole building’s worth of people to feed on.

“Looks like I’m having a feast tonight…”

The first low-level thug to stop him raised his hand—

A ball of fire shot at Damon.

He didn’t even dodge.

It slammed into him and turned into harmless sparks.

He sighed, irritated by their weakness…

“You’re not even in First Class Advancement… but I commend your courage… really, I do… but that was a little weak…”

Before the man could react—

Damon teleported behind him—

Slammed his head into the wall.

Like a melon being crushed—

It smeared.

He didn’t even twitch by the time he hit the floor.

The shadows devoured him—

Feeding Damon’s strength.

The halls had been filled with Quick Hand members rushing in…

But they all froze.

There was a brief, terrifying silence.

Until a squirrel and a raven excitedly broke it—at the scent of blood.

The first fool charged to their death.

All Damon did—

Was raise his hand.

Shadows rose.

Black flames flickered.

Death followed.

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