Chapter 186
Chapter 186: The “Demonic Art of Assimilation”
It was the dead of winter, and some ice had already formed on the surface of the streets. The frosty wind cut through the air like a knife, as if a demon was walking the streets, giving pedestrians an awe inspiring feeling, which sank into the depths of their soul.
The hooves of Han Shuo’s horse pounded against the ground of the streets as everyone followed closely behind. Everyone had severely grave expressions pasted on their faces, having already made their preparations that they would be charging head on into great trouble.
A dense concentration of hooves sounded in front of Han Shuo. The presence of ten thousand fiercely charging horses assaulted him before he even seen anyone.
The Demonslayer Edge was gripped loosely in his hand right now as a coolly composed Han Shuo discarded all the stray thoughts in his mind. He focused his concentration like he never had before, adjusting his breathing and heart rate to his most ideal condition. Even the pain originally emanating from some of his wounds began to fade away.
When he focused his attentions and planned on carving out a path of blood, he suddenly felt a bit lightheaded, as if he’d suddenly sunk into some strange state of mind. His mind shook at the same time as a profound incantation slowly crystallized in his heart.
The “Demonic Art of Assimilation” was a demonic art that could be grasped only after one reached the true demon realm. Its effects were evident from the word “assimilation”. A demonic practitioner in the true demon realm would have formed a demon infant at that time, and once injured, the practitioner could use the “Demonic Art of Assimilation” to swallow the enemy’s blood, flesh, and soul to heal their own injuries.
If the demon infant wanted to grow quickly at this time, it could use the “Demonic Art of Assimilation” to swallow the enemy’s soul or demon infant. However, because there was no one else in the same school of study as Han Shuo in this world, there were no other demonic infants for him to swallow.
Before a person died, the energy in their soul wouldn’t fade away. If one used the “Demonic Art of Assimilation” to absorb a living person’s soul and fortify the demon infant, that would be the fastest way for Han Shuo’s training to advance to the next level.
The power of one’s soul would quickly fade upon death, and the remnants of energy would completely dissipate in an exceedingly short while. It was also impossible to summon the vengeful spirits known as wraiths to fill the void, because those were creatures from another dimension and had been dead for an indeterminate amount of time. The energy of their souls had long since vanished, leaving behind only the simplest traces of life.
This was a typical case of harming others to benefit oneself, and it rather fulfilled the true principles of a demonic practitioner. Helping one recover and advance through slaughter and careless abandon of other lives, making use of other’s soul and life force. These were the methods that demonic practitioners had long since grown accustomed to in the past hundred, thousand years.
“Demon, he’s a demon!” The knights in front of Han Shuo stopped in their tracks with shock after seeing their leader die in such a horrifying fashion. One of them yelled in panic.
Han Shuo’s methods had obviously surpassed the limits of their understanding, particularly when Han Shuo’s left hand devoured their leader. The blood and bone fragments flying everywhere made his left hand appear like a man-eating demon. It made all this very difficult for the knights to accept.
Han Shuo had now charged deep into this group of knights. Due to the narrowness of the streets, the way forward was completely blocked.
He was forced to lower his speed due to the crush of people around him. Han Shuo had been ready for a cruel round of attacks when he realized those around him had all fallen into a stupor. They were all looking at him in horrified fright, and no one dared make the first move.