All MILFs are Mine Chapter 294: Billi-taash of Deadman’s Spell
Previously on All MILFs are Mine...
In the heart of the woods, Leon and Mikael circled one another warily. Nearby, Rees worked tirelessly to maintain a series of defensive barriers and enhancement buffs around Leon’s form.
’His speed is incredible... far too high... Even with my focus at its peak, I can barely track his silhouette,’ Leon thought grimly, beads of perspiration rolling down his brow.
His fingers tightened around the hilt of Nyxter as he activated another ability.
<Glitch Point>
The moment the skill was triggered, countless crimson markers flickered across Mikael’s frame.
’He’s wide open with zero defensive spells active... It is purely his dexterity that makes him so dangerous. If I could only find a way to slow him down—’ Leon’s eyes suddenly flared with realization as a vital memory resurfaced.
Abruptly abandoning his cautious movements, Leon drove his blade deep into the earth.
*Stab*
“Hmm...?” Mikael paused, his expression clouding with confusion at the unexpected maneuver.
“Well, come on then...” Leon challenged with a smirk. He shoved both hands into his pockets and deactivated his steelweb armour entirely.
“S-Sir Leon, w-what are you doing? He’s going to kill us both!” Rees cried out, his voice trembling with anxiety at Leon’s seemingly suicidal actions.
“Is this your way of accepting defeat?” Mikael questioned, his suspicion growing alongside his bewilderment.
“If you say so...” Leon answered casually, maintaining eye contact with his foe.
“KEKEKEKEKEKEKE... HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA... I EXPECTED BETTER FROM YOU! YOU ARE THE MOST POWERFUL OPPONENT I HAVE EVER ENCOUNTERED, YET YOU SURRENDER SO PATHETICALLY... HAHAHAHA!” Mikael roared, his laughter echoing through the trees like a raving lunatic.
’Go ahead... No amount of power can save a man without a functioning brain,’ Leon thought, a cold smile playing on his lips as he watched the display.
“I shall devour you now...” Mikael declared. He vanished instantly, reappearing directly in Leon’s personal space with his hand raised high, poised for a fatal execution.
*Click*
Before the strike could land, however, Mikael’s entire body seized up, frozen in time.
’1...’
Acting with urgency, Leon whipped his hands out of his pockets.
’2...’
As his hands emerged, a shattered pocket watch tumbled toward the dirt.
“Chitty Chitty, Bang Bang... Motherfucker,” Leon growled. He lunged for the hilt of Nyxter, ripping it from the ground.
’3... 4...’
*Swish*
In a blur of steel, Nyxter’s edge tore through Mikael’s neck, severing the head cleanly from his shoulders.
’5.’
The five-second window slammed shut.
*THUD-THUD*
Mikael’s head bounced away from his torso, both hitting the forest floor with a dull thud.
“W-What!?” Rees gasped, his voice thick with shock. He couldn’t process the scene before him.
“It finally proved its worth... Every drop of mana I fed it was worth the cost,” Leon muttered. He retrieved the broken pocket watch from the ground and tucked it away safely.
“Sir... Leon... I-I don’t understand. How did you do that!? When did you even—!?” Rees stammered, staring at Leon in disbelief.
“Don’t worry... It will make sense to you in time,” Leon replied with a calm smile.
’Wait... Something is wrong. Why didn’t I level up? For a monster of his caliber, there should be a massive amount of experience points... Unless...’
*Crack*
Accompanied by the sickening sound of snapping bone, Mikael’s headless remains began to twitch and rise.
“How the fuck is he still moving?” Leon’s expression hardened. He raised Nyxter to deliver a final blow, but before the blade could connect, the headless corpse lunged to the side with unnatural speed.
“Billi-taash of the Deadman’s Spell,” Rees whispered, his eyes wide as he watched the macabre display.
“What kind of technique is that?” Leon demanded.
“It is a forbidden art used on chimeras and demons who possess high-speed regeneration and multiple hearts. If the host loses their head, the body enters a reflexive state. Its only instinct is to flee to safety and reattach the severed head,” Rees explained frantically.
Leon snapped his gaze back toward the body, but it had already vanished—along with the head.
“Fucking hell...” Leon cursed, his face grim.
“Shall I cast a detection spell to track the remains, Sir?” Rees offered.
’I could track him with the ’Compass Of Heart’ if I needed to, but the core takes priority. I exhausted my best trump cards just to kill him once, and he still escaped. Ordanto’s watch needs a full 24 hours to reset, and I have to funnel all my mana into it during the recharge. I need more power, and I need it now,’ Leon reasoned, sheathing his sword.
“Let’s move,” Leon commanded, heading deeper into the thicket.
“Yes,” Rees followed closely behind.
After thirty minutes of travel...
They reached a clearing and surveyed the area.
“This spot will do...” Leon said, lowering himself into a lotus position on the forest floor.
He pulled the Gillian Hound’s core from his inventory and consumed it without a moment’s hesitation.
*Nom-Nom*
“Hmm... Tastes like blueberry,” Leon whispered. He shut his eyes, focusing his will to suppress the rising tide of bloodlust.
The moment his eyes closed, a sharp, tingling sensation began to race under his skin.
His pulse quickened to a frantic rhythm, and the veins across his body began to bulge and throb violently.
“This doesn't look right...” Rees muttered, quickly erecting a powerful defensive dome around Leon’s shaking form.
’Fuck... Fuck... The pain... IT HURTS LIKE HELLLLL...’ Leon screamed internally. He kept his jaw clenched tight, trying to anchor his mind to a single point to ignore the agony, but the sensation was overwhelming.
Suddenly, crimson streaks of blood began to leak from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth.
“Sir Leon... You must stop, this is not—” Rees started, stepping inside the barrier to intervene. But as soon as Rees placed a hand on Leon’s shoulder...
*Grab*
*Crack*