All MILFs are Mine Chapter 309: Merlin
Previously on All MILFs are Mine...
’When a powerful explosive spell gets unleashed, the mana gets drawn into the atmosphere, forming distinct mana patterns. By studying these patterns closely, it's possible to identify the exact spell responsible for the blast.
However... This individual has countless passive skills buzzing around his form, and yet, figuring out the purpose of even one eludes me completely.
It's almost like... He's crafting his own unique spells right there. Without grasping their patterns, nullifying them is out of the question. To be perfectly honest... He's both my worst nightmare and the ultimate experiment subject in one package.’ Dreulis mused while staring at Leon, as a flood of ideas raced through his mind.
"Don’t overthink Sir Leon. The more you learn about him, the more enigmatic he seems to become." Rees said while moving up behind Leon and beginning his incantation.
"What?" Dreulis questioned, puzzled by Rees's words.
"Master... They're all wielding magical weapons." Fruela reported from overhead.
"Of course they are... These are damn demons, and I have no clue how they're even surviving after that blast." Adwin replied as he gripped his sword's hilt firmly and kept his eyes locked on the figures emerging from the slowly clearing dust.
"Hyper regeneration." Leon responded with a serene grin.
Once the dust finally cleared, a demon with vibrant green skin emerged into sight.
Its two pitch-black eyes, rotated vertically, bored straight into Leon’s gaze, while the explosion had shredded its upper garments entirely.
The creature's frame was both sleek and powerfully built, with vine-like protrusions sprouting from every muscle.
Without a moment's delay, Leon activated his skill on the demon.
<Inspect>
[Name: Merlin]
[Class: Aura Master]
[Race: Demon]
[Level: 137]
[HP: 3000000/3000000]
[MP: 1500000/1500000]
[Title: {Dark Knight} {Last Stander}]
[Description: Merlin ranks among the mightiest Aura Masters in the Demon Kingdom. He wields the ability to shape surrounding mana against his foes, and upon unleashing his sacred treasure... Eliminating him turns virtually impossible.]
’A demon boasting two damn titles... Oh, this fight's bound to be thrilling.’ Leon mused as a grin spread across his features.
"I assume you're the one who slew my brother Melare?" Merlin inquired, lifting his hand to point directly at Leon.
"Didn't the red one already inform you? I spotted him observing the entire spectacle from afar." Leon shot back while advancing a step.
"Michael... Stay cautious." Adwin warned, his face etched with gravity.
"You've got all those swords at your back, and there are ten of us here—hardly a fair matchup, right?" A shadowy demon remarked from the rear, flashing a wicked grin.
"How about striking a bargain?" Merlin suggested, stepping closer and extending his hand toward Leon.
*Slice*
A sudden gash opened on his middle finger, sending a droplet of blood splattering to the earth.
The instant the blood hit the ground, a massive crimson magic circle sprawled across the terrain.
Yet when the circle reached Dreulis, he lifted his wand and struck it against the soil.
*CRACK*
The moment his wand made contact, the magic circle shattered instantly... The demons all gaped at Dreulis in stunned disbelief.
"Apologies... But I despise being dragged into pacts without consent, and this is your final warning to you inferior beings—keep your tricks far from me if you value your lives." Dreulis cautioned, fixing his gaze on the demons.
’He could eradicate them all... But since he's holding back, that means he's not aligned with the humans.’ Leon reflected, maintaining a composed demeanor.
"My regrets, sir. I had no intention of offending you... I'll ensure you're excluded from the pact." Merlin replied in a tone of utmost deference, swiftly slicing his finger again to let another blood drop fall to the ground.
This time, as the scarlet magic circle spread outward, it flowed straight past Dreulis without affecting him.
"This demonic pact circle, forged from a high demon's blood, sets up a deadly one-on-one duel between us—if you agree, just add your blood to it.
However, should you fall... I'll earn the authority to seize every soul within this circle." Merlin declared, his face broadening into a broad smirk.
"I'll take up that challenge." Adwin stated, striding ahead.
"Hmm...?" Leon glanced at Adwin with an amused smile.
"I'm not offering the pact to you... I crave a battle with him to avenge my brother. Should anyone besides us two meddle in this duel, hell's vengeful spirits will claim their souls. Do you agree?" Merlin pressed seriously, jabbing a finger at Leon.
"And if I refuse?" Leon queried evenly.
"Refuse the pact, and we'll unleash every ounce of our strength to end you, even if it costs our lives here and now." Merlin answered gravely, radiating his bloodlust.
*Clink-Clack*
In a flash, all the demons behind him drew their weapons.
"Why not give it a shot? I'll demonstrate exactly why this sword rests in my grasp." Adwin challenged furiously, hoisting his blade high.
"No... I'll handle him." Leon interjected, stepping up and lifting his hand.
"What do I gain if I triumph?" Leon inquired.
"Every brother and sister of mine here will sever their own heads and perish the instant I fall." Merlin answered solemnly.
"That'll do."
Abruptly, one of Nyxter’s blades hurtled in from the side, nicking his finger lightly.
*Drop*
A single drop of his blood landed on the magic circle, which flared with intense crimson light.
"The pact stands sealed. Oh, and I may have omitted one detail: the first to exit this circle perishes in ten seconds... Hehehehe." Merlin cackled with a deranged grin.