Seeing those strange compartnts on Ismael's equipnt, sothing clicked in Daimon's brain and a strange supposition appeared in his mind.
"What the hell are you all doing, use the ignition of your amors at once!", shouted Ismael, waking not only Daimon out of his daze, but also his thirty subordinates, who were having troubles to even breath as they were collapsed on the ground.
"No, kill them before they can move!", Ender wasn't a captain for nothing, he shouted at Tila and the two of them exploded in mana and battle aura respectively as they beca flashes of light that dashed towards Ismael's subordinates.
Ender used his spear to pierce the heads of Ismael's subordinates, while Tila who was wearing tal gauntlets punched them into minceat, unfortunately even though they weren't immobilized by Daimon's aura, they were still slower than under normal circumstances.
So, they moved a second too late and just managed to kill ten of Ismael's subordinates, before the armors of the remaining twenty, lit up, red lines of light covered the armors, with the beast core which was embedded into their chest plates as its center.
Then they all actually managed to regain their mobility, jumping backwards to gather behind Ismael.
Daimon's eyes glowed behind his mask, those armors weren't only countering a portion of his Overlord's Pride's aura, but also boosting the battle prowess of the ones wearing them.
Daimon noticed that the mont those armors activated, the mana flow in those guys bodies accelerated, their blood also started circulating faster and their flesh was infused with vitality.
The boost wasn't able to push their realms, but they beca stronger overall, it was sothing that Daimon hadn't seen nor heard off whether it be in the four galaxies or in Neptune.
In what magic weapons regards, there are none that directly increase their owner's powers in such a way, even Disaster can't do that, though Narasha can give so of the energy that the sword devours to Daimon if the need arises, it's more of a recovery asure than an empowering one.
On the other hand, there is a large list of alchemic products such as potions or pills that can temporarily boost one's realm, but not only they are quite expensive, but they all have downsides, going from temporal weakening to permanent damage or even death.
That's why those whose innate abilities allow them to increase their realms, are considered geniuses, because they can do sothing similar without having to worry about the previous, as long as their lineage is pure enough to not have a side effect of course.
"Crap, sorry Gabriel we were one step too late", Ender walked towards Daimon and apologized as he stopped next to him, followed by Tila who then said.
"Your battle aura is amazing, I have seen so control types be able to intimidate, but to actually suppress others directly like that, I guess there is always a higher mountain".
The tanned skinned woman was amazed, because she is a knight too, and even now she had to put so effort into not be suppressed by Daimon's aura, at the sa ti she confused Overlord's Pride as Daimon's battle aura.
She thought Daimon's life spark was control type, and focused in intimidation, in part because there was no visible explosion of energy, but the overall atmosphere was affected by it, making it similar to a ntal attack to break the spirit of the opponent.
Not that she could be fully blad, since that passive was obtained when Daimon killed the manticore who was the absolute ruler of its territory, it effect derived from the fear that a strong being's presence struck into a weaker one, of course it was modified to fit Daimon's wishes, and it was now being enhanced by the atmosphere of this place for so reason.
Still, Daimon didn't bother in clearing the misunderstand, even he didn't know what was the classification or even the na of his life spark, but it for sure wasn't control type, considering Demon Light, sothing fully focused on offensive is his battle aura.
Daimon was now interested in the magic technology of this place, which seems to have taken a completely different route than the one he knows off, but that could wait for later, right now he turned to see Ender before saying.
"You take care of his subordinates, leave the brother of the idiot to ".
Ender doubted for a second but he still said what was in his mind.
"It would be better if three of us join our hands to take Ismael out first, I will support from the rear and also defend our subordinates", he said so, despite being well aware that the one taking that last role will probably end up in a miserable state.
It didn't escape Daimon's eyes that Ender wasn't wearing an armor with a beast core embedded into it, the woman called Tila on the other hand was, but unlike the equipnt Ismael had, hers used a Lord rank core instead of an Arch ranked one.
If he was alone Ender will be easily be able to bombard the twenty Knight Lords to oblivion, but he will have to protect his subordinates who were unable to move, and defending is harder than attacking in this particular situation.
Daimon didn't want to lose ti, he just turned to see the crazy girl and said.
"Don't let them die".
"I expect a reward later", mumbled Sarah which made Daimon's eyebrow twitch.
"I should have left Disaster cut you earlier", he said as he started walking towards Ismael, while Sarah licked her lips.
"That would have worked~", she said as she took out her dark green one-edged sword, only to notice the thing had started to show signs of corrosion, as it was just a spare weapon, instead of her custom made one.
"Ah, lucky I'll get a bunch of high purity mana crystals, or mom would have scolded for this", she mumbled, before a wild smile appeared on her face.
"Aghhh", one of the twenty knights suddenly scread, he tried to remove his armor in a hurry but before he could so, his flesh lted and his body crumbled apart into a pile of corroded at and blood which ended turning into a black puddle on the ground.
"Oh, so those armors increase their vitality, normally the lting process isn't visible", said Sarah with her usual playful voice, which sent shivers down the spine of not only the enemies but Ender and Tila too.
"I… couldn't see what she did", mumbled Ender, Tila on the other hand did manage to see a very faint blink, coming out of Sarah's hand the mont she took out her sword, but she then lost it from sight.
What happened is that Sarah used one of those nails which she had covered in her dark poison battle aura, she has been trained in both frontal and assassin fighting styles by her mother after all.
Even if these guys didn't seem to pose a threat for her, the crazy girl can be many things but careless isn't one of them, those armors were sothing she has never seen and so she of course did a little test before deciding what was the best way to taken on these enemies.
"You can focus on defending those guys, leave the killing to ~" said Sarah, without waiting for Ender and Tila to answer, she beca a black flash and disappeared from the eyes of all the presents.
…
While Sarah was having her fun, Ismael who previously wasn't worried as he had these pair of weapons, which he was sure only one person in the whole town could match up to, now had a death serious expression.
Even with his best equipnt in hand, his body tensed up and his instincts made him know that the masked silver haired young man that was coming towards him, was incredibly dangerous.
That's why he followed Daimon to a separated part of the front yard that will act as their own battlefield, because he was sure that the side effects of his battle will be enough to kill others.
The mont they reached the other side of the front yard, Daimon casually radiated white flas, and then a horrified scream ca from the area a ter behind of him.
"Aghhhh!", the "empty" space from which the scream ca, blurred and then a glassed guy with short hair beca visible, just to then be consud by white flas and turn into ashes that were scattered by the wind a second later, naturally his ring was absorbed within Daimon's shadow by a certain girl who was watching the fight ready to assist her young master.
The one who died was the strategist of the Sand Wolf Army and the only mage in the group, also an illusion spell user, the guy casted an illusion on himself the mont Daimon and Sarah appeared and waited for an opportunity.
Not only that but the guy was sneaky enough to have hidden his realm with a similar treasure that used a beast core, like the ones Ismael were using, the treasure was just a Lord ranked one though, and it was burned along with the glassed guy's body.
The core on the other hand, broke even before Daimon attacked, for so reason, in any case Daimon had better treasures to study, the ones in Ismael's hands to be precise.
"Burt", Ismael gritted his teeth, seeing one of his trump cards dying just like that, he saved the glassed guy's life when he was younger and helped him increase his realm, because he was skilled in illusion spells, which at first weren't usable for hunting, making Burt suffer hunger, as magic beasts were less susceptible to them.
But his talents were perfect to deal with other humans, unfortunately for him, using illusions in front of Daimon was just asking to be bullied, as he was completely immune to them, even Yvonne who is the best illusion user of the young generation, Daimon has t, being able to make her enemies kill themselves with her nightmares, couldn't trick Daimon's mind.
The only one whose ntal "attacks" had worked on Daimon is Erin, and it was just because first, she is a Soulmate so she will never harm him, and second, it was an ability focused not offensive but on… charming the target.
Anyway, Ismael eyes saw red, not because he really cared about Burt, heck he didn't personally care that Omar was killed, it was more of a matter of pride, he the strongest hunter here was insulted when his brother was killed, and now the subordinate he invested so much resources into was burned to death just like that, he was livid.
"You bastard, I was going to have so fun with that green haired woman after killing you, but I have changed my mind, I will break all your limbs and make you watch as I play her to death!", he shouted as his battle aura exploded out of his body.
Since he saw Daimon using flas, which he noticed were his battle aura, he used his so that he won't be burned like Burt.
"That's so… la, I wonder if the hero made it so such third rate villains would bloom as part of the test", mumbled Daimon as he took out a random Arch ranked sword from his storage ring, using Disaster would go against the objective of snatching those magic weapons from Ismael, as they would end up being destroyed pretty easily on top of that, what a joke, he destroyed half Stellar ranked weapons back at the three-art tournant, these low grade Arch rank things would snap like twigs with a single slash.
Of course, Daimon was only taking things easy because this was a controlled situation, there was nothing that could be a threat to him in this town, even then he didn't lower his guard.
With a little tap of his feet, the ground below Daimon exploded as he flashed towards Ismael.
"Booom!", pieces of dirt as well as dust was raised just by Daimon using his physical strength to move, this was pure brute force without using any martial art.
"Clang!", the sounds of tal colliding as well as sparks flying all over the place was the result from the first clash.
·ƈθm Ismael blocked Daimon's slash with his tower shield, just to feel as if a mountain had clashed against him, not only he was sent backwards a dozen of ters leaving a trail on the ground, his hands were shaking and that wasn't all, he saw that there was a five centiter's deep scar into the front side of the shield.
"No fucking way, even without using the beast ability, the materials of this shield are Arch ranked ones, you are just an early-stage Lord rank, your hands should have been destroyed by the recoil!", shouted Ismael.
But Daimon didn't bother to answer, his body was strong enough to endure the recoil of slashing Disaster around, that is an object of more than thirty tons at its lightest state, plus his own strength added to that, and with the gloves Thea gave her, it was much easier now, he could let loose and just push as hard as he wanted without any worries now.
Which resulted in him destroying the first of the three layers of the tower shield with a single slash.
"Damn it all, who the hell are you!", Ismael shouted, his battle aura exploded out of his body, this ti he rushed towards Daimon, for soone using heavy armor and heavy weapons, he actually moved decently fast.
Unfortunately for Daimon, he was slow as hell, he simply slashed at his left and his sword clashed against Ismael's tower shield once again.
This ti there was a difference though, he still felt his sword diving into the shield, but the depths it reached were around half of the previous one, the reason is that the core embedded on the shield lit up and dark gray lines appeared on it, which made so kind of tal scales to cover its surface.
With his sword "trapped" into the shield, Ismael's eyes which were bloodshot glowed with a vicious light, as he swinged his Warhamr which was covered in his red fire battle aura, towards Daimon's chest.
Though his battle prowess was trash, it's not like Ismael wasn't experienced, the shield was prepared to trap the weapon of the opponent, so that he could land this attack, even if the enemy dodged it will lose its weapon, which is a grave mistake in a fight.
Unfortunately for him, this tactic only worked on enemies whose either focus on agility and have low explosive power, or have explosive power but have low agility and Daimon has plenty of both.
Daimon's image flashed making Ismael felt horrified as he completely disappeared from his field of detection for a split of a second, which is normal considering he used blink and not a movent spell.
Ismael tried to turn around as he felt a huge sensation of crisis, but he was too slow, before he could take impulse to swing his Warhamr, a white fla blade pierced his back and ca out of his chest from the front.
That wasn't all, a stream of white flas was shot from the sword, burning a thirty-ter-deep crater in front of Ismael.
'Oh, so I can use Cot Sword like this too, and make the power contained within it be released with each attack until it drains all its power', thought Daimon.
If he used Cot Sword like normal, a burnt crater of a couple of hundreds of ters would have appeared in front of him, but that would have reduced a part of the town to ashes, so he used the white fla sword to pierce Ismael's armor from the back and directly attack his body, instead of releasing all the energy of the sword at once.
"Aghhhh!!!", Ismael actually didn't die with that, he tried to use his own fire battle aura to fight back against the white flas that were burning his chest, and to sent Daimon flyinf away with the impact.
But his flas were imdiately consud by the white flas, and turned into fuel to produce more white flas, also Daimon easily withstood the shockwave, so Ismael's last try didn't achieve anything and he died the next second due to the explosion of white flas he provoked himself.
Daimon snapped his fingers and the white flas returned to his body, though he couldn't recover all the Demon Light he used to create the Cot Sword, around 60% of it was absorbed back into his body.
Daimon casually kept Ismael's weapons and his storage ring in the inventory and then turned to see how things were going on the other battlefield, just to see Sarah casually strolling around, humming in a land filled with lted corpses, every ti she saw sothing that either caught her attention or survived her poison, she cleaned it with her dark poison battle aura and pocketed it.
All this while Ender and Tila looked at her with terrified expressions, as they stayed as far as possible from her, while protecting their subordinates, which made Daimon chuckle.
"Ender, we'll go kill the ones that are surrounding the rest of your subordinates, and then we'll sweep through the town to eliminate the scum in this list", said Daimon as he returned to their side, and gave Ender a paper with the list of targets he selected based on the information he had gotten, which should be the irrediable scum of the town.
Tila who now wanted so explanations from Ender, about what was happening here, couldn't help but ask.
"Who are you two?".
"Mmm, random people doing so heroic deeds I guess", casually said Daimon.
'Heroic deeds…', both Ender and Tila saw the land of death that was surrounding them, and they both bitterly smiled, but still they didn't refuse, because the places on the list were indeed the worst of the worst, what worried them was, why were these extrely dangerous people helping clean the town.
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