Why must the devil be Defeated?
Chapter 381 - 377 Book of Plotting_2

Chapter 381: 377 Book of Plotting_2

But such a Skill, most people usually have only one.

Because Resistance Skills are different from defense enhancement skills, the method to learn them requires one to endure a certain level of attacks.

To learn the Physical Resistance Skill, one must endure a sufficient number of physical attacks that possess a certain strength.

To learn the Magic Resistance Skill, must endure a sufficient number of magic attacks that possess a certain strength.

Due to such conditions, many people can’t learn Resistance Skills in their lifetime, firstly because they lack the talent, and secondly, because attacks strong enough to allow one to learn Resistance Skills often result in many losing their precious lives before acquisition.

Resistance, resistance, it’s precisely because one has endured enough attacks and the body has adapted and built resistance that it’s called resistance. Therefore, the attacks have to be genuinely taken with the body, without defense, nor can they be blocked.

Under such circumstances, how many people could possibly learn Resistance Skills?

Those who could learn Resistance Skills are the ones who survived hell; throughout their lives, they have no idea how many fatal injuries they’ve sustained, how many times they’ve escaped from the Ghost Gate and were successfully brought back, and only after all that did they eventually master it naturally.

Such people exist in the Three Realms, of course, but at most they’ve achieved one Resistance Skill.

Two Resistance Skills?

How many brushes with death must one have to learn?

Shane looked so young, yet he mastered two Resistance Skills, and even brought them close to Level 10?

"This human..."

Danass’s expression became somewhat grave.

On the other side, Oz and Mafi were shocked as well.

"He actually has two high-Level Resistance Skills?"

Oz’s face was full of astonishment.

"Is he... is he a monster?"

Mafi was completely unable to keep calm.

Meanwhile, Shane was completely unaware of the shock he had caused others. Ignoring the three Demon Warriors who stood frozen because their attacks were ineffective, he continued to struggle fiercely and clicked his tongue in astonishment.

"This binding power, can’t even Resistance Skills do anything?"

It made sense.

The effect of Resistance Skills was to reduce damage, so naturally they wouldn’t have any effect on powers that didn’t cause damage.

If it were an Abnormal State, the situation might be better, for with Abnormal State Resistance, Shane could negate the interference and impact of an Abnormal State, but this direct binding was something no Resistance Skill could affect.

Shane could only use brute force to attempt to break free.

No, that’s not right.

"Grant·Dispel."

Shane used a new Grant Magic, infusing the property of "Dispel" into the whip wrapped around himself.

"Bang!"

The whip around Shane immediately shattered.

"————!"

The four Demon Warriors finally reacted, not giving Shane a chance to escape, they all flung out chains, wrapping Shane in their locked embrace.

"Grant·Dispel."

Shane repeated his earlier tactic, continuing to "Dispel" the bindings around him, then abruptly turned and used Celestial Magic.

"Flying Star!"

Countless tiny meteors fell from the sky, turning into a Rain of Light, falling on the four Demon Warriors.

"Bang bang bang bang bang...!"

As the Flying Stars kept falling, a series of explosions ensued, raising dust and debris, gradually enveloping the battlefield where Shane and the four Demon Warriors stood.

The battle between Shane and the four Demon Warriors became increasingly intense with magic clashing against magic, sword strikes and thrusts flickering against each other, continuously sending shockwaves and thunderous roars, letting others know the fight had entered a fever pitch.

"So... so formidable..."

Mafi couldn’t help but mutter.

"Human beings are still so cunning. Despite most of them being weak, occasionally there will be some who are immensely powerful. No era has ever lacked strong individuals; it really baffles one."

Even Oz let out a sigh of amazement.

Obviously, everyone was far too surprised and shocked that Shane was still able to fight against opponents whose strength had increased several times over.

Of course, this was not a situation that Danass wished to see.

"It seems I’ve underestimated this human noble."

Danass furrowed his brow tightly.

Regarding Shane, Danass had indeed heard much, but he had never expected his adversary to be so troublesome.

Eliminating a declining Slaughterer Faction had indeed caused quite a stir within the Old Demon Clan Faction, but in truth, very few had truly taken it to heart.

The Slaughterer Faction used to be somewhat noteworthy, but since its significant decline ten years ago, it had become an absolute bottom-dweller among all Old Demon Clan factions, garnering little respect from others.

Beddo was certainly formidable, but his level of skill was limited, and, compared to him, many leaders within the Old Demon Clan Faction, Danass included, paid more attention to Killian, a young man with considerable potential.

Thus, their defeat at most made various Old Demon Clan factions reflect on how a once unbeatable force had vanished and helped some remember the name Shane; beyond that, it served no other purpose.

Afterward, whether it was taming Artlu’s Black Dragon, or annihilating nearly half of the Kingdom Knights’ strength, although many from the Old Demon Clan Faction were surprised, very few truly considered Shane a threat.

It wasn’t until there were rumors that Shane had connections with the Dragon Demon among the Six Great Demons and had attracted the attention of the Moon Demon, seemingly having some secret dealings with these demons, that many truly memorized Shane’s name and started to take him seriously.

But this concern was more about the power behind Shane, rather than Shane’s own abilities.

If Shane’s abilities were limited to merely subjugating a declining Slaughterer Faction, it could only be said that he had some skill.

The same held true for the annihilation of nearly half the strength of the Kingdom Knights.

Who would be concerned about the Kingdom Knights filled with mere miscellaneous soldiers below Level 70?

If Shane had destroyed nearly half the strength of the Guard Knight Order, then that would be worth the Old Demon Clan Faction’s attention.

In summary, including Danass, many were actually only interested in the various deeds Shane had accomplished, but no one really saw Shane’s own strength as a threat.

But now, Danass felt that he needed to change his perspective.

"This human noble is definitely a disaster."

A slight murderous intent began to surface in Danass’s eyes.

Shane was too young, only a few years older than the Kingdom’s treasure and the Empire’s Valkyrie, yet he possessed such strength. Coupled with the presence of Artlu’s Black Dragon Attendant and connections to the demons, if allowed to develop, he would surely pose a great threat to the Old Demon Clan Faction.

"We must keep him here."

Danass raised the Magic Book in his hand and infused his Magic Power into it, hoping to increase the Demon Warriors’ strength substantially.

The Unique Skills recorded in the Magic Book had not yet been pushed to the limit.

Though maxing them out would greatly enhance their effects, it would also considerably shorten the record time of the Magic Book for this Unique Skill and cause it to disappear sooner. Danass was a decisive person; when sacrifices needed to be made to achieve his goals, he would do so without hesitation. This was his reliance on climbing to his current position despite his weak strength.

However, at that moment, an unexpected occurrence took place.

"Cyclone!"

A sharp cry suddenly rang out, causing a whirlwind to appear over Danass’s hand and, in one swirl, the "Book of Plotting" was swept away.

"Who...!?"

Danass’s expression changed dramatically, and he swiftly turned to look at the Temple’s ceiling.

There, the previously shattered skylight was still present.

Consequently, a figure appeared there, standing on the ceiling, stretching out a hand to catch the Magic Book that had been swept up by the whirlwind into their embrace.

Upon seeing this person, Oz and Mafi were overjoyed.

"Lady Iris!"

"Lady Iris!"

They couldn’t help but shout out.

The person was indeed Iris.