Damon bitterly smiled. It was true that he wished for more of these lions so he could get at their unique skills, but he was fine if his wish was not particularly fulfilled.
For the next couple of minutes, Damon poured everything into the fight. He pushed his body and his mana to the limit and fired off every powerful skill he had.
Divine Bladestorm tore the air into silver rain. Radiant Wellspring kept him breathing while Bastion of the Condemned took the worst of the hits. He spat poison needles, lashed out with Blood Whip, and slammed down a Divine Punishment like a hammer. Blood Bind iced the faster ones in place so the divine blades could finish the job.
Damon utterly squeezed everything he had and blasted all of his powerful attacks multiple times to finally slaughter all ten demonheart ferocious lions. In the end, even that was not enough, and he was forced to use his trump card, [Fire Breath].
The ten lions fell one by one, roaring, then collapsing into smoking heaps of fur and dark blood.
Damon sat down and hurriedly absorbed all of the blood essence he could get his hands on. His breathing was ragged, and he was completely exhausted, but the rich blood essence nourished him and made it all a little better.
Not to mention, his luck finally took a turn for the better, and he obtained the two skills he was most interested in.
[Demonheart Fire] and [Red Blood]
One skill contained traces of Hellfire, and the other skill helped to amplify the first skill. He had also gained a good amount of stats along with the two skills, plus pretty good drops, all sweetening the pot.
"I should see just how much this can strengthen my flaming crimson lance." Damon licked his lips. "Also, my fire breath. Heh. Maybe I do need stronger opponents after all." He mumbled and chuckled to himself before closing his eyes and taking a breather.
The next couple of hours passed by uneventfully, and Damon started training, reaching out to his soul. The next shuffling could take place any second now, and when it happened, he wanted to be prepared for it.
"I hope it doesn’t take too long."
He let out a small sigh, closed his eyes, and went back to training. Coincidentally, a strange feeling enveloped him, and when he flashed his eyes open, he saw that the world around them was once again changing.
"Fuck." Damon cursed and hurriedly started trying to grab his soul. He did want the shuffling to happen sooner rather than later, but he did not want it to happen this early.
He once again tried to do his very best, but in the end, it was completely useless. He was now in a new area, and the curse was still in place. More importantly, staring at him was a six-headed snake, all heads looking at him with vicious killing intent.
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