All MILFs are Mine Chapter 305: Demon Arts

“Since arriving in this world, I have engaged in countless battles with monsters, and I’ve noticed a rather amusing trait they all share.

They execute their strikes in predictable loops, much like an NPC programmed to repeat the same movements. I can’t explain why, but I decipher their patterns every time we clash, and once I’ve figured them out... I enjoy toyng with them for a moment.”

Leon mused internally as he stepped toward Melare, his lips curling into a taunting grin.

“You—”

Melare’s sentence was cut short as he vanished from his spot.

‘He’s going to reappear at my back, attempting to overwhelm me with a four-pronged assault using those metal fists.’

Leon’s smile widened as he sensed Melare’s presence manifesting behind him.

‘...And I’ll simply activate my skill. Now that Blind Spot has leveled up two ranks, it’s a pleasure to utilize.’

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[Name: Blind Spot]

[Rank: D]

[Description: Grants the user total invisibility for exactly one second. If the user is within three meters of a target, they will be instantly teleported behind that opponent.

The skill allows for re-casting; however, each consecutive use increases the mana cost by +5 MP and adds 30 seconds to the cooldown.]

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“DIEEEEEE...!” Melare roared, his hands hardening into metal once more as he swung at Leon with devastating power.

<Blind Spot>

*Swish*

Leon flickered out of existence and reappeared directly at Melare’s rear.

‘That was his opening move... Next, he’ll pivot and throw a side-swipe.’

Leon thought with amusement, ducking effortlessly without even glancing at the incoming strike.

*Swish*

The side punch whistled through the air exactly where Leon expected, hitting nothing but wind.

“Is that the best you can do?” Leon challenged with a smirk.

“YOUUUUUU... FINE! I WILL REVEAL MY TECHNIQUE BEFORE I END YOU!”

Fuming with rage, Melare quickly brought all four of his hands together to form a complex lotus-shaped seal.

<DEMONIC ARTS — THIRD FORM: BLOOMING LOTUS DOMAIN>

“Oh no... it’s a domain-type technique,” Rees noted, his face darkening as he tried to intercept the spell—but the magic had already taken hold.

The moment the skill was triggered, their surroundings transformed into a massive, stagnant pond where thousands of lotus blossoms drifted on the surface.

“W-What kind of ability is this?” Fruela cried out as the branch beneath her vanished, sending her splashing into the murky water.

“These things... why are they clinging to my legs?” Dusk questioned, scrambling to distance himself from the lotus flowers that were closing in from all sides.

‘A demonic art... It’s a damn demonic art.’ Enid thought, her expression turning grim.

“If you harbor anger or even think about violence, these lotuses will envelop you entirely and squeeze the life out of you.”

She immediately dug her fingernails into her right arm, allowing her blood to spill into the pond.

The instant her blood hit the filth-ridden water, the surrounding lotus flowers began to shrivel and rot away.

“How did you manage that?” Dusk asked, looking bewildered.

“My blood is laced with poison,” Enid explained solemnly. “I can trigger it whenever I wish to slaughter anything that breathes.”

“That’s a troublesome trait for monsters who feed on demons,” Rees remarked while watching her.

“Look...” Dusk interrupted, gesturing with a claw toward Leon.

...

The lotus flowers were swarming over Leon’s frame, burying him under dense layers of vegetation.

Despite this, he remained perfectly motionless, offering no resistance at all.

“The more you focus on killing me, the tighter these flowers will bind you. Once you are fully encased, there is no escape.

You can try to flee, but you won’t outrun my domain... Hahahahaha! What’s wrong? Lost your tongue? Are you terrified?”

Melare asked, a wide, jagged grin on his face.

‘My lower half is completely trapped by these lotuses. As he claimed, I can’t budge my legs an inch. It feels as if I’ve been set in a suffocatingly tight cast.’ Leon thought with total composure.

‘Well... it’s fortunate I developed this skill while I was waiting for Dusk.’

A glowing interface materialized before his eyes.

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[Name: Multiple Control]

[Rank: D]

[Description:

Upon activation, this skill accesses a portion of the user’s subconscious to create independent links with every {Mana Thread}.

Through these connections and the aid of {Sixth Sense}, the threads move autonomously to shield the user from any perceived threats.

When the user focuses their attention, the threads obey their direct will and intent.

When the user is distracted, the threads function purely on instinct, executing lightning-fast reactions based on {Sixth Sense} alerts.]

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‘It seems I’ve gained the ability to write more detailed and specific descriptions now. Crafting skills is going to be quite enjoyable after this.’

Leon thought, a confident smirk touching his lips.

‘Did he just... smile?’

Melare’s expression grew rigid with suspicion.

<Multi-Cast>

<Multiple Control>

As Leon triggered the skill, the blades of Nyxter detached and began to orbit him in a circular formation.

Gradually, their rotation accelerated.

In mere moments, they reached such a blistering speed that a solid black ring seemed to form around Leon.

Leon lifted his hand—and then slowly lowered it.

The ring of spinning steel descended, shredding every vine and flower that had been constricting his body into nothingness.

“Woah...” Enid whispered.

“Master’s mastery over those blades has become truly frightening,” Dusk said, smiling.

“Hmm... let’s give this a try.”

Leon raised his hand once more, twisting his wrist to the right.

In an instant, the blades began to whirl around him from every angle at a ridiculous velocity, creating a rotating shield so tight that even the air could barely penetrate it.

Any lotus flower that drifted near was pulverized instantly.

Leon started walking toward Melare.

With every stride, his killing intent intensified.

A swarm of flowers lunged at him, but not a single one could pierce the barrier of blades.

“H-How are you doing that?” Melare stammered, his voice filled with rising panic.

“I’m closing the gap,” Leon answered with a predatory grin.

“And since you’re still maintaining those hand seals, it means your domain limits your own physical movement.”

Leon pulled off his mask and stowed it in his inventory.

“So... I’m going to kill you now.”