All MILFs are Mine Chapter 311: Invincible Threads

Previously on All MILFs are Mine...

Leon activated a barrage of defensive and offensive skills, donning pitch-black armor and assembling his detachable sword Nyxter as the duel with Merlin commenced. Merlin unleashed Thousand Blades, but Leon's Steel Web Reflect sent the damage surging back with amplified force, forcing Merlin to regenerate and retreat after a swift teleportation strike. In desperation, Merlin sacrificed two hearts to invoke the forbidden Blood Hounds ritual, gaining immense power and foresight for a fleeting window, while observers uncovered Enid's demonic nature and learned of the spell's dire backlash. Leon prepared his counter with the enigmatic Blade of Artimes, heightening the tension.

"Let’s get this party started for real..." With a grin, Leon declared—and right away, an enormous surge of bloodlust burst forth from his form.

*BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM*

"I AM GOING TO KILLLLLL YOUUUUUUUUUU!" Merlin bellowed while disappearing from his spot and materializing directly before Leon, driving both swords aimed straight at his eyes.

[Name: Loose Grip]

[Rank: D]

[Description: Once used, the opponent’s grip will automatically slip on their weapon, with a 75% chance to inflict {Paralysis} for one second.]

[Cooldown: 10 seconds]

[Mana: 80 mana]

Right then, the swords flew out of Merlin’s grasp and slammed down onto the floor.

*Tang—Tang*

"What the—" Merlin’s words cut off as his form locked up in the air.

‘This can’t be... How could a simple human unleash paralysis strong enough to hit me? And why did my swords drop from my hold?’ Merlin wondered—then spotted Leon’s blade slashing in rapidly from the side.

"Die." Smiling, Leon uttered the word while swinging his sword full force at Merlin’s throat.

"Brother... USE IT! HIS BLADE IS ENCHANTED WITH REGENERATION NEGLECTING SPELL." From the rear, Regoris yelled, his face filled with concern and eyes bulging wide.

‘I didn’t want to deploy it so soon in the battle, but things have reached this point.’ With a grave look, Merlin pondered as he shut his eyes.

*SWIIIIISSHHHHHHH*

*Tang*

A mysterious power swiftly enveloped Merlin’s frame, creating a barrier that easily repelled Leon’s incoming sword.

‘What the fuck—!?’ Shock widened Leon’s eyes as the thought hit him.

*Thud*

"You are dead now," Merlin stated icily upon hitting the earth, grabbing his dual swords without delay.

Merlin spun the swords within his palms and at once clenched tight on their hilts.

*SWISH*

He lunged them upward without delay, targeting Leon’s heart from underneath.

Leon triggered the ability and faded away once more—popping up directly at Merlin’s back.

"Not this time..." Merlin grumbled while whirling around with maximum velocity, his swords slicing through the very atmosphere.

‘Those swords approach from the rear. I detect them, yet evasion eludes me... My feet hover off the surface. Regardless of my aerial maneuvers, a limb will be severed.

"That strike... It won’t be evaded so simply." Adwin commented gravely.

‘Since it’s reached this stage... I’ll offer my left arm and mend it later using pain relief because I—’

Leon’s reflection halted as an unseen force coiled around his whole body.

*Swish*

‘How could this happen? How does he respond so swiftly while airborne? Exactly how formidable is this foe?’ Merlin mused, observing Leon’s form twist a complete 180 degrees suspended in the sky.

"Did he just rotate his body in mid-air without any spell?" Ruben inquired, utterly amazed.

"Woah... how did Master pull that off?" Dusk whispered, his gaze fixed wide on Leon.

*Step*

As soon as Leon’s soles met the terrain, he realized Merlin had shifted from his previous location.

24 minutes ago...

"Master... Merlin shows no mercy. He’ll go to any lengths to end you—even offering his own life if necessary.

He’ll deploy his Demon Art: Absolute Aura Field. I’m completely certain. When it activates, no one can strike him for a full ten minutes. Yet once that period ends... he’ll be utterly drained," Enid described in a steady voice.

"So I merely evade his strikes for ten minutes and finish him off later," Leon responded evenly.

"It’s not that simple, Master. In that span, Merlin will cast aside every piece of himself to take you down.

How do I explain this... He welcomes death—but submission is beyond him. He’ll forfeit it all to demonstrate his superiority," Enid warned intently.

"Very well then... it’s time he accepts death," Leon remarked with a grin.

Present Time...

"DIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Merlin howled while dropping from the rear, his twin blades hammering downward from overhead.

"He can’t dodge that... I have to step in." Terror flickered in Adwin’s expanded eyes as he began striding toward Leon at once.

"Oh, he will," Dreulis answered with a light laugh.

‘He’s laughing?’ Gris pondered in disbelief, swinging his view back to Leon.

*Swish*

In a fluid shift, Leon’s whole figure slid sideways abruptly.

He didn’t shift his legs.

He didn’t budge any limb.

An outside power seemed to yank him out of harm’s way.

THUD

Merlin’s swords pounded the dirt, while a broad grin crept over Leon’s features.

‘These mana threads... They shield me thanks to the <Sixth Sense> skill. Whenever he lunges and my instincts detect unavoidable danger, the threads react automatically and reposition my form. With that in mind...’ Leon reflected while gradually shutting his eyes.

Seeing this, Merlin’s eyes turned crimson with fury. Froth bubbled from his lips as anger overtook him.

"YOU DARE DISRESPECT MEEEEEEE!!!!!" Merlin thundered, his veins swelling all over.

"You’re just too easy to fight, are you even a real demon?" Leon mocked serenely, his smile unwavering.

Merlin swiftly pressed his palms together, forming a seal resembling a droplet.

The instant the move activated, dark flames cloaked his legs.

"Death’s Walk... among the top movement techniques for demons—utterly noiseless and it enhances his pace as well." Enid grumbled darkly.

"Why would Master shut his eyes during such a battle?" Dusk wondered, glancing at Rees.

"I—I don’t know... I really don’t understand how sir Leon fights," Rees confessed.

Swish

Merlin dissolved into a shadowy blur and rematerialized right at Leon’s rear. Rather than slashing right away, he angled both swords crosswise and barreled ahead with top velocity.

Leon remained utterly motionless—attuning his ears.

Abruptly, unseen mana threads tugged his torso backward and shoved his lower half ahead.

‘With these mana threads guarding me... I’m nearly unbeatable in a solo confrontation.’ Leon mused, his grin broadening.

SWISH—SWISH—SWISH—SWISH—SWISH—SWISH—SWISH—SWISH

Regardless of Merlin’s assaults—their trajectories, velocities, or paths—the mana threads contorted Leon’s frame precisely enough to preserve him each instance.