Chapter 93 - A Surge of Power

Chapter 93 - A Surge of Power

Five minutes later, the Shadow Demon was tied to the only chair in the warehouse. To prevent any kind of accidents from happening, Cassius broke its limbs completely and stuffed its mouth with a cloth.

Cassius discovered, through his experimentation, that the Shadow Demon couldn't communicate. The Shadow Demon wouldn't reveal anything about its origins or any details about its rules. It wasn't that it wasn't unwilling, but it was more like it didn't know.

It was a killing machine designed to act instinctively once manifested. Its sole purpose was to kill Cassius, its host. Shooting another look at the terrified Shadow Demon, Cassius lit a kerosene lamp nearby, crossed his arms, and leaned against the wall.

The Shadow Demon couldn't disclose the information Cassius wanted, but after his recent experiment, Cassius had already gained some intel.

First, intangibility. Nobody could interfere in a fight between the Shadow Demon and its host. If external forces tried to help the host, the Shadow Demon would become intangible. It was like what happened earlier: the gang leader's bullets passed through the Shadow Demon's body like it was made of air. The only person who could touch the Shadow Demon was the host and only the host could harm it.

Second, the Shadow Demon would automatically eliminate external factors and attack anyone interfering in the Shadow Demon and host's battle. That was what happened when the Shadow Demon drew its gun and shot at those eight gang members earlier. This meant that if anyone tried to interfere in Cassius and the Shadow Demon's battle, they would likely be attacked by both.

Third, the Shadow Demon could replicate weapons. This part was pretty obvious.

Fourth, the Shadow Demon could only replicate combat techniques from the owner's memories, but would not be able to perfectly replicate Cassius's personality, nor access his other memories.

Fifth, the Shadow Demon wouldn't run away in the middle of a battle and instead would fight the host to the death. This was seen earlier, when the Shadow Demon chose not to leave even though the warehouse door was open. Instead, like a moth to a flame, it traversed deeper, searching for Cassius, with a gun in hand.

The gang members who had accidentally intruded had given their lives to hash out the rules' finer details. With his strength, Cassius could have easily broken the Shadow Demon's limbs the moment it manifested, but he deliberately stepped back to observe its behavior.

Cassius was quite curious about such a strange phenomenon. This was, obviously, just a small experiment. Cassius had many more strange ideas he wanted to try. For example, would the Shadow Demon manifest as someone on the brink of a nervous breakdown if he stayed awake for three to four days until he was mentally exhausted, before falling asleep for the next twelve hours?

Or what about greatly weakening his body by taking a non-lethal poison, and when the time came, quickly take the antidote within that day? Or how about ramming a truck into the Shadow Demon? What would happen if he stood on the edge of a cliff, casting his shadow onto the rock wall so that when the Shadow Demon manifested, it would materialize midair and fall to its death?

In the upper right corner.

[Wind Elephant Fist Incomplete: Elephant Herd 67.1% (Total Three Stages)]

The second stage of Wind Elephant Fist was perfected, saving Cassius about two or three years of time. His level of pugilist now matched, and maybe even surpassed, that of the old fist masters at the Wind Elephant Sect headquarters.

Cassius opened his eyes and moved around a little. Immediately, a series of cracking sounds came from his joints, and a strong force seized his heart. His physique hadn't changed much, but his muscle density had significantly increased. Cassius could feel he was much heavier than before.

He was about to look up at the upper right corner when a thunderous sound exploded by his ear, shaking him to the core.

Bathump, bathump...

His heart beat hard and rapidly, pumping hot, thick blood through every vessel in his body. Cassius's body stiffened, and his muscles trembled slightly. In an instant, a large amount of heat radiated from his body and his skin turned red like a cooked lobster. Sweat poured out from his pores and soaked his clothes. It even dripped onto the ground, forming a puddle.

Cassius could feel a vortex of heat forming around his navel. As soon as the blood reached his navel, the vortex flung it back out where it raced to the heart like a bullet. The heart fiercely squeezed, sending the blood quickly back to the navel.

The two parts worked hand in hand, up and down, accelerating the circulation of blood and forming a crimson thread along his body.

This is...the body's second accelerated blood flow node! Cassius's eyes widened, sweat dripping from his eyelashes and blurring his vision. In the pitch-black warehouse, the only thing he could hear was the beast-like thumping of his heartbeat.

In the next instant, there was a drum-like thud.

Cassius's body quivered, the movement making his muscles shake off all the sweat on his body and onto the walls. He opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of hot air.

"Pugilist second realm, second-level accelerated blood flow!"