My Living Shadow System Devours To Make Me Stronger

Chapter 903: Chapter 904:Ouroboros Coil

Everyone agrees on one thing, Damon Grey is too dangerous to keep in the rear.

He was an unpredictable person, yet also known for his arrogance and defiance, and yet he had not died.

Damon Grey was the man who did not fear kings. People said arrogance was in his blood, and he carried the Brightwater family’s arrogance far more than anyone.

However, when he was arrogant, no one knew he had that bloodline. He was, at most, just an arrogant commoner, but that arrogant commoner proved to the world that he was walking a path to greatness.

He led his whole party out of a death zone, walked the legendary Path of Kings, and overcame it while he was unawakened. When they left those treacherous’ lands, they had reached the first class advancement.

But that single heaven-shaking feat was just the beginning of his legend. He would go on to do something even more heaven-shaking.

According to reports, he ran into Princess Abellona returning from a quest. On her way back, taking a path through uncharted woods, she ran into Ashcroft, who had just returned. The Dominator wiped out her forces. However, Damon Grey showed up and slew the Demon Lord of Domination.

In a match of single combat, he did that at the second class advancement.

Damon Grey had many outstanding feats, and he did all this in just the period of one year.

Now, he was in the fourth class advancement.

“What a monster…” she muttered under her breath.

Naturally, she in this case was a woman with ashen hair streaked with red. She carried the deep scent of the battlefield on her body, a scent that did not seem to leave.

Looking into her eyes was like seeing all the violence and anger of war.

She was war personified into a mortal’s body.

This was Seras Blade, the prodigy.

She glanced at a confidential file in front of her. This was troublesome. It was truly troublesome, and without a doubt even she could very well die on this mission.

Seras wondered if the high uppers were just too confident that she would be victorious as always, or if they had not accounted for the fact that this was a suicide mission.

“Infiltrate the demon continent, huh…”

That was hard, but doable. That wasn’t impossible at all. Many would die, but it was still doable.

But the real issue was, of course, the next part of their mission. It was telling them to just die.

The mission had several objectives, but she only focused on the most important ones.

“Upon an encounter with any Ashcroft fragments, we are tasked with sealing or destroying them.”

That was still reasonable, but that wasn’t the actual mission, not by a long shot. That was just a side quest for them to fulfill if they encountered one of the fragments.

Their real goal was:

Infiltrate the Snake Temple, kill the witches of the Snake Temple, and steal… the Ouroboros Coil.

Seras Blade almost laughed. It looked like the goddess races wanted to repay the humiliation from when the demons stole the Ashcroft fragments the temple had acquired, but this was just too difficult.

Maybe normal people didn’t know what the Ouroboros Coil was, but Seras knew all too well.

It was a known fact that when a demon lord died, their title remained the same for a new demon lord to inherit. An example of this would be when Grand Duke Brightwater killed the demon lord Adramalech. After his death, a new demon lord took his name and was called Adramalech.

This wasn’t some tradition to keep the name of the demon lord alive. No, it was more than that, and it was because of the Ouroboros Coil.

It was a secret of the demon continent and those who knew where sworn into secrecy

This was a coil that had the power to transfer the powers and rank of a fallen demon lord to whomever inherited the title, including the powers and attributes of that demon lord.

This process instantly created a powerhouse of the seventh class advancement, but that’s not all. They also inherited some of their knowledge and experience, and under extreme conditions, they might inherit the knowledge of many demon lords.

An example would be Paimon.

She had inherited the knowledge of all the demon lords who had been called Paimon and possessed all their vast experience, skills, spells, and knowledge all the way from the beginning.

“Asking us to steal this is suicide.”

She knew that, but still, the strategy was solid. The main armies of the various goddess races would advance on the demon races while they snuck into the Snake Temple.

“I’m probably going to have to hold off Paimon.”

It would be a deadly battle between the two of them, one she might very well die in. Paimon was usually the only one guarding the temple as High Priestess.

But she was also a demon lord.

The implications were not lost on her. The goddess races were planning to end it all. Should they succeed, it would mean the fall of demon lords was now permanent, and there would be no way for someone to inherit their power.

“They really want to fight the last war… seventh class advancement fighters on the battlefield.”

The power to break a world.

“Where does their confidence come from? Is it because of the temple’s hidden trump card… or is it… hmm.”

Whatever the case was, it was pointless for her to try to figure it out. The top brass was taking a risk, and Seras understood the hidden undercurrents, the demons were also ready to end it all.

“I need to reach the seventh class advancement before the war reaches its final phase…”

She bit her lip. She didn’t stand a chance against Paimon now.

Her gaze fell to a box sent to her by the temple. Even with that holy relic boosting her power, she was at a disadvantage.

“It’s a shame I’ll have to lean against this crutch, but against Paimon I’ll need everything I can.”

She opened the box and pulled out a sword that looked like it was made of glass. As soon as she held it, the faint, fresh scent of blood spread, and the sword began to fill with a red liquid. Seras felt her power growing.

Closing her eyes, she put it away.

“To war then.”