Blood Assimilation

Upon seeing the black blood dripping from the red-scaled demon's wounds, this instantly reminded Randy of the chimera monster that he fought against before coming to this world, which also had black blood mixed in with its red blood.

At the time, it was the existence of this corrupted black blood that he couldn't obtain all the blood knowledge held within the chimera monster's blood, thus only obtaining incomplete skills and abilities.

'This familiar feeling. This feeling was undoubtedly the same repulsive feeling that I got from that chimera monster's blood back then. What is the connection between that chimera monster's black blood and this red-scaled demon's blood?'

Randy frowned as he wondered to himself.

Now that he thought about it, when he pierced the red-scaled demon's chest before, he did not see any blood dripping from his wounds.

At that time, he thought it was because of the red-scaled demon's regenerative ability that there was no bleeding after he impaled his chest. However, now that might not be the case.

With that thought in mind, he turned his head and looked in the direction where he had attacked the red-scaled demon before.

Sure enough, there was a black stain on the ground, albeit only a little.

Randy pondered it while looking at that spot as he thought of a few possibilities.

But he soon shook his head to clear his mind of distractions as he was still in the middle of a battle.

Thus, he focused his gaze on the opponent in front of him and prepared his next attack.

The mad and furious, red-scaled demon shouted with a twisted expression: "Hateful human, how dare you damage my skin with that hateful light. I'll enjoy slowly ripping your body apart!"

"Farlorn!" The black-horned demon yelled out from the side, seemingly in frustration.

"Forget it, Gleat. I will take my time to kill this church human, and you're not changing my mind this time. For this human to dare to sneak attack against me, If I don't him a lesson today, I will no longer be Farlorn, the slaughter—"

While he was busy shouting and bickering, Randy had already approached him and unleashed consecutive sword slashes at his face. Each strike carried multiple sword light attacks.

With his current comprehension of the sword, unleashing these multiple sword attacks in a split second was nothing to him.

Therefore, he did not hold back down and rained down his light-infused sword attacks on the red-scaled demon ceaselessly.

He did not even give the other party a chance to retaliate. The current situation was the reverse of the previous exchange.

Now the tables have turned, and the scaled demon was the one being suppressed instead by Randy's relentless sword attacks.

Each time the sword light touched the red-scaled demon's skin, blood splattered from the light-infused sword wound that seemed highly effective against it.

As Randy rained down the sword attacks on the red-scaled demon, he pondered why its body was weak against his Sacred Sword skill, the Holy Knight's skill that he acquired from that Knight Captain he killed upon his arrival in Acruxia.

Although that Knight Captain might not necessarily be a saint, based on his actions upon their encounter, his status was still befitting of a holy knight who wielded the light attribute.

Hence, it was no surprise if his holy or light attribute skills worked on demons who represented the evil or dark attribute.

There was also the possibility that this was how his current world works, and both opposing attributes counter each other.

Then again, it might also be something else entirely.

But he didn't think much about it.

Because, as long as it was effective, he would continue to use it to defeat his opponent. His only worry was the other demon who had yet to make a move, but he couldn't be distracted right now.

Therefore, he put his undivided attention on the red-scaled demon and ripped his skin apart bit by bit.

At some point, he started to enjoy the exhilarating feeling of overwhelming the arrogant demon who had been repressing him earlier.

He had thoroughly forgotten about the other demon and immersed himself in slashing apart the red-scaled demon, who could hardly keep up with his regeneration ability.

At this moment, a figure silently appeared behind foolhardy Randy, who had lost himself in battle with a wide grin on his face.

The moment the figure appeared, they decisively aimed for Randy's head without hesitation.

They planned to crush the stupid human's head into mush potatoes with one hit.

However, Randy had long since been anticipating their appearance.

Thus, he quickly activated the Shadow Swap ability of his armor and swapped places with a shadow as he teleported a few meters away from the battlefield at the last minute when the figure was only 3 inches away from his head.

But Randy had already made a distance between them by traversing 20 feet away, an approximate distance of only 6 meters.

"Hmm? That same skill again? To think you could anticipate and dodge my attack during my intervention? Is this also due to that perception skill from before? It seems like I have underestimated you, human."

The black-horned demon calmly muttered to himself as he gazed into the distance where Randy had appeared after teleporting away.

'This bastard planned to ambush me from the start. If I hadn't been on guard this entire time, I would've died from his sneak attack just now.'

A while ago, Randy had surreptitiously activated his Dimensional Sense Skill as he fought against the red-scaled demon despite the drain on mental energy.

However, to not raise any suspicion of the black-horned demon, he kept his perception circumference around him as he fought the red-scaled demon.

He only maintained a 1.5-meter radius around himself. That way, even the preoccupied, red-scaled demon would not find anything strange, even if it were to detect his mental energy ripple.

The reason was because of this black-horned demon that seemed uninterested in their battle since earlier, but that did not make sense the whole time.

However, just now, when he noticed that his partner was in danger, he suddenly decided to participate in the battle by launching a decisive sneak attack.

The timing was also so perfect, as earlier, he had appeared to have lost himself in the battle, and all that was intentional to see if the other party would make a move if he acted careless and reckless.

Sure enough, right as he pretended to let down his guard, that black-horned demon showed his true nature as the schemer and shrewd type who does not provoke unnecessary fights.

But they bait their time instead until an opportune moment.

Moreover, whenever such people make a move, it would usually be critical and deadly.