Back within Falsari.
It has been over three weeks since Damien had visited this place. And on this very day, Flint had visited him and presented to him artifacts at the Unique level.
He was shy and nervous, looking forward to Damien's appraisal of his work. As for Damien himself, he was shocked and found it hard to believe that everything before him was of Unique grade and above.
He picked the first one, and decided it would go first. Of course, most of these artifacts had their own owners, and he would not waste his time on them for now.
[ Hell Piecer ]
[ Godly. A Spear forged by the Flame Demiurge to kill gods and slaughter devils. It was forged using a unique Hammerfist devil's Spear-headed Claws, a demon glint... ]
[ This is a Spear meant to cause devastation and bloodshed wherever it goes. It is full of miasma and pure killing intent that holding such weapon, gives one qualifications to fight for the throne of a demon king, and gain a portion of hell's deific authority. Wielding this Spear allows one to slowly refine their source into Demonic Power, an evil equivalent of Holy Power and Divine Power. Depending on the talent, the refinement might range from Bronze grade, to the highest Gold grade ]
[ Has the Unique Abilities; "Soul Oblivion", "Demonic Union" and "Demon Summon" ]
[ A nefarious treasure ]
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Damien went through everything, and was genuinely impressed. The fact that he could refine his Mana into Demonic power was insane. Just that alone was top tier.
And he knew his potential was high. Then there was faith from the pixies, that he could use to refine his Mana into Divine power. Unfortunately, he could not take both methods.
He had no methods of becoming a demonic god. Unless he was a natural born demon, with Innate Demonic power, and a faith source from mortals.
He then checked out the Abilities of this Spear, and what use they were to the current him. And if they are better than the Innate effects of the Spear.
[ Soul Oblivion: An Ability that absorbs the souls of slain gods, devils, demons, angels, spirits etc and transfers them into the spear's power. The more slain opponents, the more souls it absorbs, the more powerful the user and the spear will become. The weakest demigod soul gives out 0,1% increase to the user's stats ]
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This Ability... was indeed nefarious. Suitable to be within a Spear that seemingly represented a portion of hell's authority.
And knowing the levels of gods, wouldn't killing the strongest of then exceed a boost such as doubling his stats? And what about killing those ancient entities currently hiding?
[ Demonic Union: Within this state, attain a form of hell that requires a million units of Mana to keep active. Within this form, all your stats are increased by twenty times each, and are reshuffled to suit those of a demon king of slaughter. Souls absorbed through "Soul Oblivion" increase its effects by two times ]
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Another monstrous Ability that Damien had no idea how it came to pass. Even Flint had no idea, as no answer came after Damien interrogated him. And they resonated.
[ Demon Summon: The Kings of Hell can summon entire units of demons to serve them. As someone who holds a portion of the demon King's authority, you can summon ten demons of the same level to serve you. All demons shall respect you after you show your authority. The number of demons summoned double per Rank up, and increase by a thousand once you attain your demon form through "Demon Union". Under the banner of a demon king, the effects of "Soul Oblivion" increase by 1% ]
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Damien was now beyond surprise, and went through everything with a stoic mindset.
Out of all treasures, only about ten belonged to him, and automatically, Juliette. Then out of those, [Wraith Embrace], [Bracelets of Mava-Mana] and the [Ring of Promises] belonged to Juliette.
From the others, [Hell Piecer], [Mask of Gray], [Void Keeper], [Devil Gown], [Wings of Endless Ash], [Elemental Nine-Claws] and [Death God's Armament] belonged to him.
The rest would be stored within Juliette's [Ring of Promises] for keep sake. If something came up, they could use them.
Damien thought up to there, and then faced Flint, commenting with satisfaction. "Well done. I'm damn impressed at your work. Honestly, you outdid my expectations."
Flint bloomed at that response, as his eyes shone with pride. It was as if Damien was not the same man that bashed him up and destroyed his village a week or so ago.
"Thank you sir!!" He bowed in excitement, as he dreamed of hearing that response ever since he was a kid. Especially from his master. But now, from Damien.
"Don't mention it." Damien said, then waited for a bit. Flint waited with him, but wanted to say something. Yet he never did speak, afraid to say something stupid.
Moments later, Fou knocked on the door, snd Damien casually replied, "You can enter."
As for how he knew it was her, it was because his senses had been greatly increased. He could easily tell who was coming as long as they were within a five meter range around him.
"Please excuse us." Fou said, then entered the room. She bowed slightly to both men within, then sat besides Flint, who sat before Damien. Fin sat inbetween both of them.
"Any response?" Damien asked her. And Fou respectfully nodded. Even Fin was a tiny bit respectful towards him.
During the week or so, Damien trained the people here in terms of combat sports. He was a natural born prodigy when it came to such activities.
Beings here were demigods, with only one god, Fez, their ancestor. They breeded within themselves, and hence kept their Bloodline pure at all times.
Only Fin and Flint had half parents outside of the settlement, yet nobody knew that. Not even Fou, or Fez himself. For their parents, were terrifyingly proficient at their job.
But they lacked genuine fighting capabilities. They had strength, speed, potential and the likes, but lacked any way they could unleash it to its peak.
But then came Damien. When it came to combat and magic, he was a genius in both. Though he himself never learned any spells in this lifetime, he did teach those that were capable here.
He also taught them sorcery, witchcraft and the likes, depending on their Classes and such. In just less than ten days, the village had grown exponentially.
Even little Fin had the chance to learn about the swordsmanship that she loved dearly. She now knew a thing or two in terms of sword play. Adding her strength and speed, she could actually slay a young dragon.
That was not an exaggeration. She was also a full fledged natural demigod. One with a unique background, and Bloodline to her.
"We are willing to follow you, my lord." Fou respectfully said, and bowed once again. Fin followed, and Flint also hastily bowed after them.
Damien saw nothing wrong with that, nor them calling him lord. He nodded, then presented them the barrels of faith, and the Teleportation scrolls.
He had ten barrels. He would give these guys seven barrels, which would be enough for the current them to jump to godhood. Especially this family here.
They were the real deal.
"Thank you, my lord." Fou said, hiding away the excitement within her tone. Even Flint was excited, but little Fin did not yet understand the importance of faith yet.
As everyone were gods here, none had believers, hence none knew how faith felt like. But they always knew how helpful faith was to their progress to godhood.
"Thats good, you should all prepare. Meanwhile, I'll be going east. There's something there that I want." Damien said, and two of the three's expressions immediately fell apart. Flint and little Fin.
Flint was disappointed that Damien would not be joining them. While Fin dreaded that without Damien, there would be no more swordsmanship training for her.
Damien ignored their expressions and told Fou. "Once you arrive, look for a woman called Juliette. Tell her I'll be back a bit late, but nonetheless, I'll return."
"If she shows any sadness... tell her I've got gifts for her. That should shut her up quickly." Damien said, and Fou seemed curious to know who this Juliette was.
She could already tell that she was special to Damien, and they had a peculiar relationship together. She just never mentioned it, afraid of guessing wrongly.
What if they were just siblings?
"Then it's done. I'll be leaving tomorrow morning." Damien said, then chased them out of his temporary house. Even the dissatisfied Fin had to leave.
The night went by, and the next morning, Damien stood before the village and left after a few pleasantries with the others.
The whole village waved him off, and watched as he left. Meanwhile, Fou was searching everywhere for her soul mate, and her adopted daughter.
She ended up finding her daughter in the midst of packing, and after being caught, the little girl burst out with tears and information... telling Fou everything she and Flint planned.
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