Leon's trait {Absolute Damage}, unlike Damien's {Berseker}, wasn't loud…
It didn't give him an increase in strength, bulk, height, or endurance…
No…
It was far simpler than all that..
It simply gave his strikes maximum damage..
Whatever was the theoretical maximum damage his skills, arts, and strikes would've had? His trait made it so without fail…
Absolute Critical, no it went even beyond that, critical damage still varied in intensity, but his trait made sure all his attacks carried their maximum effectiveness..
So, for Leon, a level 7 apprentice, even with such a trait, it shouldn't have mattered much, after all, even his most effective attack at the apprentice stage shouldn't mean much to a tier 4 demon…
But here's the thing, Leon wasn't your average apprentice..
In the world of monsters, talents surpassing prodigies, judging one's strength by their realm of power would get you killed faster than any sword strike…
So the moment Leon activated {Absolute Damage}, there was no fan fare..
Just a quiet clicking within his soul, a final input into place the final piece of his complicated puzzle…
And then, he struck…
If Raiden had made it look disgustingly easy with his Law strikes…
Leon seemed even more of a disgustingly busted character…
Pride Arts….
His Lionel family's signature technique…
The humanoid demon, still reeling from his realization that one of them had actually been taken down, felt the air shift, an uncontrollable chill spreading down his spine as he swiftly turned, his stance shifting into a smooth attacking motion, but it seems all these demons shared a common trait of underestimating monsters…
First form- Heaven Piercer…
Swiiiiiiii
Boooooom!!!!!
The strike landed faster than instant, before the demon's sword could make a move, his entire right side had vanished…
The complete right side of his body, arm, face, leg, brain, everything, deleted from existence…
The combination of {Absolute Damage} and the Lionel family's {Pride Arts}, birthing a stage where a flimsy level 7 apprentice, evaporated the entirety of an entity so far above him, the matter should've been a forgone conclusion…
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Sol'varen, couldn't believe it, even as he felt the absence of the right side of his body, he couldn't believe for the life of him that a human cub in the apprentice stage of power could do to him what he just did..
Wasnt this human just helpless moments ago?…
No, he wasn't dead yet, despite the gruesome attack, he was still alive, all be it barely…
So, tossing the disbelief out of his mind, he pulled out his trump card, something he never thought he'd pull out against a mere human cub…
{Domain}…
"Ahhh shittt" Leon muttered, wiping the blood from his lips with the back of his right hand, clearly, he hadn't come out unscathed from his own attack…
Garden of Pride!!!!!
The moment the words sounded, a malevolent rush of dark energy swept through the mountain, the atmosphere thickened, a regal aura pressed down on the world..
An authority so absolute it demanded obedience.. absolute and final…
The garden of pride.. unlike its name, what it did, was strip one of their own pride, their egos, forcing them into pitiful hollow shells, cowering beneath the feet of the caster…
It was, yet again, another spiritual aspect domain…
And it was yet again, another futile attempt..
Not because Leon had a broken thing like {Undying} making him immune, no..
It was simply because, Leon was a Lionel, and if there's one thing they were known for, it was their UNSHAKABLE PRIDE…
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The moment the domain unfolded, the demon, Sol'varen, recovered instantly, the boost from his domain doing its work, and so he turned, a wild grin on his face, waiting to witness the human cub on its knees, groveling, only to have the smile wiped out of its face the next instant…
Leon's dull golden eyes were dark with rage, an unfathomable rage that transcended the physical, it was a rage born from his blood…
It was a seething rage at the fact that a filthy demon, an intruder upon its lands, dared claimed dominion, DARED COMMAND ITS OBEDIENCE…
"Unacceptable!!!!" The voice came out layered, as if multiple voices speaking, talking over each other…
And before Sol'Varen could understand what was happening, his end arrived first, it was an end more lackluster end than even that of the first demon felled…
Pride Arts!!!!...
He'd already seen the end, before the words were completed….
Heaven's Judgement!!!
And then…. Nothing…..
The demon, Sol'varen of the fallen infernal pride lands, a refuge from the fallen hubris empire, now under the infernalwrath lands, protection, was unceremoniously deleted, with not so much as a mist of blood remaining, having done more without his domain to the young boy than he was ever allowed to do with it…
But Leon wasn't spared either, there was a reason he hadn't dared use his {Pride Arts} so wantonly earlier, allowing himself be bartered and wounded, especially not with his trait…
For while it was manageable using the movements aspect of the arts, the attacking aspects drew an ungodly amount of essence and stamina, something his level 7 apprentice realm, no matter how powerful, couldn't upset..
And considering he has yet to start cultivating his mage path, he was left little to no option than..
Shit!!! This is the part I hate the most..
He thought fleetingly as unconsciousness claimed him…
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Whilst the two cousins had already completed their ordeals, one lying unconscious due to strain, the other still steadily cultivating, as the gains from a tier 4 demon, no matter how early it was in that stage were staggering…
Damien aeldris came face to face with his own opponent..
And unlike the two before him…
He wasn't one to toy with his food…
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