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Chapter 197

Chapter 197: Chapter 129: Aleister’s Brilliant Scene Chapter 197: Chapter 129: Aleister’s Brilliant Scene The Antlers fled, retreating back into the “storeroom.”

But it wasn’t his storeroom, it was Aleister’s storeroom.

He resurrected the remaining two corpses to protect himself.

And he petrified the door to the storeroom, preparing to stay there until the ritual ended.

Unfortunately, the resurrected corpses had been stripped of the capabilities of the four domains, unable to use the powers of the Paths of Love, Beauty, Wisdom, and Transcendence.

These two corpses presumably belonged to “Red” and the monk, corresponding to the Path of Love and the Path of Wisdom, respectively.

This meant that the two corpses were merely capable of moving.

But actually, it wasn’t a big problem.

...

The door had been sealed, and no one but the Giants would come here...

If the Giants arrived, he would send the corpses over to let them consume.

“At most, there are still three survivors...”

The Antlers muttered softly, “Grey can’t possibly survive.

Therefore, the ritual has actually ended already.

“I just need to stay here, survive until the end, and that will suffice.”

Under no circumstances could he imagine the possibility of Mr.

Grey surviving under Aleister’s attack.

For a Demon that is weak in reason, limited in intelligence, and prone to insanity, chasing an assassin who can run fast and is adept at hiding is probably just like a cat chasing a mouse, merely arousing the thrill of the hunt.

And a Shadow Demon could also grant him the ability to perceive through the shadows...

Therefore, Grey’s stealth is ineffective against him.

“I hope Grey can hold on for a longer time.”

The Antlers wished ill upon others with evident schadenfreude in his voice, “After all, you young people have plenty of opportunities, it’s better to leave such chances to me...”

He is indeed a Demon, truly terrifying, he sighed to himself.

Although in the view of the Demon Scholar, a Demon is nothing but a dangerous, humanoid wild beast.

But from the perspective of other professions...

at least at a lower energy level, a Demon parasitized by an Upper-Level Demon is far more dangerous than a Demon Scholar.

According to the knowledge of demonology that Antlers traded from the Noble Red Society, a first energy level Demon can exert at least one-tenth the power of an Upper-Level Demon or one-third of a lower-level Demon; with the deals they struck with Demons, their strength could further increase.

Demons serve as excellent mediums, gradually shaping their bodies into forms more suitable for Demons’ use.

For Demons, a Demon is their “armor” that helps them bypass weaknesses, and a “house” that allows them to manifest in the Material Realm without relying on contracts.

A truly valuable asset.

Unless necessary, Demons are reluctant to kill the Demons they are parasitizing.

Therefore, Demons can step by step relinquish control over their own bodies, exchanging their autonomy for increasingly powerful strengths through deals.

As their energy level rises, their bodies would be continuously enhanced, allowing them to gradually develop skills to borrow more of the Demons’ power in advance or to permanently twist their own bodies into Demon-like forms.

Until a Demon Scholar advances into a Demon Incarnation, transforming into an Upper-Level Demon and gaining eternal life, purely in terms of combat ability, a Demon Scholar is always no match for a Demon of the same level.

Just as how a Legal Mage would find it difficult to combat an Inspector of the same level.

After all, spellcasters tend to be weaker in skirmish combat in the early stages.

However, when it comes to the relationship with demons, Demon Scholars are always collaborators with demons.

The higher-level Demon Scholars are almost in a slave-master relationship with lesser demons and lower demons.

Yet Demons always come out on the bottom.

What they need to transcend is the fate of being controlled by the demons themselves.

That Aleister was obviously the type to be enslaved by a Shadow Demon.

The voice that Aleister issued in the waiting room couldn’t possibly have been that of a human.

Judging from the tone and intonation, it should have been the noise made by the Shadow Demon that was controlling his body.

At that time, Knight had judged that he must have been stronger than a normal person infested by a Shadow Demon because he had no one to teach him.

It’s likely that he sold more souls in his past life to exchange for greater strength.

Based on his rate of transactions, it was estimated that he would become an empty shell consumed by the Shadow Demon before reaching the third energy level.

But Knight had underestimated him.

—In the dim light, it was hard to see that Antlers’s right index finger wore a bone ring.

He had crafted it himself, made from the skull of a baby, a magical artifact.

It enabled Antlers to omit the first-level spell’s incantation and complete the casting instantly.

That was also why his rank was slightly lower than Red and Thunder’s, yet he would sit in the first position.

Previously, Antlers deliberately complained to Mr.

Grey about “not having a Bone Staff” and recited the full incantation slowly when petrifying the door.

His intent was to hide his ability to cast spells instantly and set a trap for Mr.

Grey.

If Grey thought he had seen through his cards and decided to make a move on him, he would give Mr.

Grey a surprise.

However, unexpectedly, Thunder, who had passed out for some unknown reason, suddenly woke up.

Compared to the Knight and that unknown spellcaster, Thunder was much more of a threat.

Hence, Antlers was forced to reveal his hand, attempting to ambush Thunder and petrify him instantly.

But somehow, Thunder reacted—rather than reacting, it was more like anticipation.

The speed of the petrification spell was faster than a bullet; by the time one saw it, it was already too late to avoid.

It was strange, why could Thunder sense that he was about to use the petrification spell on him?

Antlers, who wasn’t good at combat, couldn’t figure out what flaw he had exposed.

At this point, there was no need for him to continue hiding...

all he could do was seal the door.

The bronze door, which required a robust young warrior to exert all his strength just to push open when unlocked, was beyond anyone’s ability to open after Antlers had soldered the keyhole, handle, and door cracks closed.

As long as he disappointed Aleister, he should leave.

After all, there was no need for Aleister to kill him, as Aleister had already successfully advanced...

But just then, a loud bang resounded.

It was as if something struck the bronze door—a solid bronze door, tremendously sturdy, was penetrated with a single blow.

—This was a door of the Holy Temple, not a mere bronze plate!

Antlers’s heart beat violently, and he couldn’t help but exclaim aloud, “Have you gone mad?!

This will draw the Giants over!”

Then the low and sinister voice of Aleister came from outside, “Then open the door, Mr....”

Before his words even finished, another loud bang came, the ground shook, and dust rose.

This time Antlers saw clearly that it was a huge spiral spear made of shadow.

Even the blessed door of the Holy Temple could not withstand the full force attack of the Shadow Demon.

One more hit would likely create a big hole.

“—You’re mad, you Demon!”

Antlers raised his hand without hesitation and shot a petrification beam at the hole in the door.

However, the third strike did not come.

Just when Antlers thought he had succeeded in petrifying his foe, he prepared to send a corpse to scout, “Go see...”

“I’m here...”

A low, hoarse voice, right behind him, whispered in his ear, “What did you want him to...

go see?”

When had this happened—

Suddenly, numerous sharp barbed spikes with backwards-facing hooks pierced through Antlers’s back, lifting his body off the ground as they extended forward and upward, dripping with blood.

“Ugh...”

The severe pain left Antlers’s mind blank.

He could hardly comprehend what had happened when he saw a massive black spiral spear puncture through from his back, tearing through his chest and abdomen, and appear before his eyes.

“Is this what you wanted to see?”

The evil and raspy voice of the Shadow Demon echoed.

Then amid its maniacal laughter and Antlers’s piercing screams, Antlers was torn to pieces by the Shadow Demon, starting from his limbs.