All MILFs are Mine Chapter 305: Demon Arts

Previously on All MILFs are Mine...

King Adwin has mobilized the full might of his army and the Royal Mages to march toward the Duran Mountains, driven by news of a powerful barrier and the disappearance of his messenger. Meanwhile, Leon confronts Melare, a four-armed demon ruler with hyper-regenerative abilities who emerged from the site of a massive explosion. Though the demon survives a decapitation and launches a relentless assault, Leon appears to be toyed with his opponent, dodging lethal strikes with casual, calculated ease.

"I've faced a multitude of monsters since arriving in this world, and I've noticed a rather amusing pattern with every single one of them.

They repeat the same attack sequences over and over, much like an NPC stuck in a programmed loop. I can't quite explain why, but I grasp their rhythm every time we clash. And once I've figured them out... I enjoy toy with them for a bit."

These were Leon’s thoughts as he moved to stand before Melare, a mocking grin plastered on his face.

"You—"

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

'He’s going to reappear at my back, attempting to strike from all four directions with those metallic fists.'

Leon smiled, sensing Melare’s presence manifesting behind him.

'...And I’ll simply activate my skill. Now that Blind Spot has leveled up twice, using it feels incredibly smooth.'

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[Name: Blind Spot]

[Rank: D]

[Description: Renders the caster invisible for exactly one second. If the caster is within three meters of the target, they will be teleported directly behind the opponent.

This skill can be recast; however, each subsequent use increases mana consumption by +5 MP and extends the cooldown by 30 seconds.]

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

*Swish*

Leon flickered out of existence and reappeared right behind Melare.

'That was his opening move... next comes the turnaround side punch.'

Anticipating the strike, Leon leaned to the side without even glancing back.

*Swish*

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

"Is that the best you can do?" Leon taunted with a smirk.

"YOU... FINE! I’LL REVEAL MY TECHNIQUE BEFORE I END YOUR LIFE!"

Consumed by fury, Melare shouted as he quickly wove a lotus-shaped hand seal using all four of his arms.

"Damn it... that’s a domain technique," Rees noted, his expression 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 covered in thousands of floating lotus blossoms.

"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 stay away from the lotus flowers that were closing in from all sides.

'A demonic art... It’s a literal demonic art.' Enid’s thoughts were grim as she realized the danger.

"If you harbor anger or even think about violence, these lotus flowers will swarm you and suffocate you to death."

Acting quickly, she dug her nails into her right arm, allowing her blood to spill into the pond.

As her blood mingled with the filthy water, the surrounding lotus flowers began to shrivel and rot away.

"How did you manage that?" Dusk asked, looking baffled.

"My blood is laced with poison," Enid explained solemnly. "I can trigger it whenever I wish to kill anything that draws breath."

"Not exactly a helpful trait for monsters that feed on demons," Rees remarked, glancing her way.

"Look..." Dusk interrupted, pointing a claw toward Leon.

...

The lotus flowers were swarming over Leon, wrapping around his body in thick, suffocating layers.

Despite this, he remained perfectly still, offering no resistance.

"The more you focus on killing me, the more these flowers will bind you. Once you're fully encased, there is no escape.

You can try to flee, but you'll never outrun my domain... Hahahahaha! Why so quiet now? Are you terrified?"

Melare asked, his face twisted into a massive grin.

'My lower half is completely pinned by these blossoms. Just as he claimed, I can’t budge my legs at all. I feel like I’ve been set in a very tight cast.' Leon mused internally, remaining unruffled.

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

A notification window materialized before him.

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[Name: Multiple Control]

[Rank: D]

[Description:

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

Supported by {Sixth Sense}, these threads move autonomously to shield the user from any perceived threats.

When the user focuses actively, the threads obey their specific commands and intent.

When the user’s focus is divided, the threads function on pure instinct, reacting with lightning speed to warnings from {Sixth Sense}.]

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'It seems I’ve gained the ability to write more detailed and elaborate descriptions. Creating skills is going to be quite entertaining from now on.'

Leon thought, a confident smile spreading across his lips.

'Did he... just smile...?'

Melare’s confidence wavered as his expression grew stern.

<Multi-Cast>

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

Their momentum built steadily.

Within moments, they were spinning so rapidly that a solid black ring seemed to encircle Leon.

Leon lifted his hand—then slowly lowered it.

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

"Woah..." Enid whispered.

"Master’s command over those blades has become truly frightening," Dusk said, smiling.

"Hm... let’s give this a try."

Leon raised his hand again, twisting his wrist to the right.

Instantly, the blades began to whirl around him from every angle at a ridiculous speed, creating a rotating shield so tight that even air could barely pass through.

Any lotus flower that got close was vaporized instantly.

Leon started walking toward Melare.

With every stride, his bloodlust intensified.

The flowers surged at him with greater frequency—but not one could penetrate the barrier of blades.

"H-How are you doing that?" Melare stammered, his voice laced with growing panic.

"I’m closing the gap," Leon said, his smile turning predatory.

"And because you have to maintain those hand seals, your domain keeps your own body stationary."

Leon pulled off his mask and tucked it into his inventory.

"So... I’m going to kill you now."