My Living Shadow System Devours To Make Me Stronger

Chapter 1305: Chapter 1305: Failed Again

Whatever it was that Doom was planning did not matter to Unknown beyond getting the Pillar of Conflict.

Unknown did suspect she was after something else. Whatever it was, it most likely had nothing to do with him. Now that she had what she wanted, a promise of non-interference from him, the least he could do was clean up any loose ends and avoid future trouble with the Goddess of Doom.

Down below, Damon held the Book of Shadows for a moment. He thought it was over. He was wrong. It was just beginning.

The Book of Shadows began to overflow with the power of the Pillar, and the red energy of the Pillar began to leak out of it, slowly seeping out.

Damon reflexively tossed the book to the ground just before the Pillar could consume him with its madness. His shadow slid towards it in a desperate bid to drag it into his shadow storage, but before he could, he was blasted out of the way.

Ashcroft looked at him. Freed from the power of the Pillar of Conflict, he glanced at the Book of Shadows.

"I knew you could do it." He flexed his shoulders.

Damon glanced at Ashcroft, then sighed.

"Let me guess. You want the Pillar for yourself, don’t you?"

"I do, but I’m not the only one here who wants it, as you can see."

Behind Ashcroft, the Outsiders were returning from the sky.

At least, those of them that were left. Each of those who remained was very powerful, the worst of the worst.

Zhang Dafei was at the front, riding on a flying sword about a kilometer wide due to its immense size.

Blood streaked along his ragged clothes, and he had a disheveled appearance. Clearly, he had not been in a single easy fight. Of the lesser gods, Seraph Null was still alive, albeit with only half of his form remaining. Several lesser gods had survived alongside him.

Damon noticed a young boy among them, but his face seemed like a torn mask, with another face and skin tone beneath it, and yet another beneath that.

This was Jarvis. Somehow, against all odds, this vassal of House Brightwater had survived until the final battle, even in this chaos.

Seras and Paimon stood next to each other, and then Paimon asked,

"How do we intend to do this? Can we fight them all?"

Seras squeezed her sword, looking forward with a cold expression.

"Only one way to find out."

Evangeline left Xander where he was and flashed towards Lilith, who was trying to heal Renata.

She pressed her hand against her chest as the red energy of the Pillar began to slowly seep out of the book. She didn’t look at the sky, where the Outsiders and lesser gods were. Her attention was only on Renata, whom she was trying to heal.

"Everyone, thank you for your contribution to our mission. I’m sure we all understand that fighting is pointless at this moment."

Zhang Dafei spoke slowly, then looked at the other Outsiders.

"Of those of us who came to this lower realm, many of us have lost our souls and died, more often than not to our own blades and methods."

"That’s why I’m calling everyone here to come together and decide how we intend to negotiate with the Unknown God. This is a true being. Surely, we can get some benefits. I understand many of you have bottlenecks or knowledge you wish to gain, or perhaps you have a desire that a true being can fulfill. I don’t see why we can’t all have what we want."

The Outsiders paused, then looked at Zhang Dafei.

The old man from the Demonic Path, called Bloodthirsty Old Daoist, sneered.

"Righteous sect cultivators are too shameless. We all know the Unknown will only offer a single wish to whoever delivers the Pillar to him."

"Yes. However, I found a loophole. If we offer the Unknown the Pillar as a single group, doesn’t that mean we can each individually make a wish of him?"

His argument seemed solid. When Damon heard that, he had a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach.

’Are they trying to work together?’

Damon glanced at Ashcroft, who also glanced at him. Then their gazes fell to the Book of Shadows. Damon shot towards it, but before he got close, Ashcroft waved his hand, and a gust of wind blasted the Book of Shadows into the air.

The red energy flowed out even faster. At the same time, a flying sword flew towards Damon and Ashcroft. Damon slid between them by turning into a shadow, then screamed out,

"Only one person can have the Pillar, and that would be me!"

As soon as he said that, a small wave of suspicion passed between the Outsiders.

Seras saw this and then looked at Paimon.

"Divide and conquer."

She slashed at Paimon, kicking the Demon Lord away.

"The Pillar belongs to the Goddess’s races!"

Paimon did not see that coming. She groaned and muttered under her breath,

"The least she can do is kick me gently."

Then she turned around, unleashed a wave of magical attacks at Seras, and yelled out,

"By the Unknown God, the Pillar will be for the demon races! Our wishes will be granted!"

She stated this with a grin on her face and began to battle Seras.

This small chaos made the Pillar’s red energy begin to spread faster and faster as conflict began to rise.

Damon was grabbed by Ashcroft, who held him down.

"You don’t seem surprised by my actions," Ashcroft grunted.

"Why should I be surprised? A dog bites."

Damon smashed an elbow into his face and slid down.

Ashcroft rolled forward and pinned him down. However, Damon turned around and punched him instead of going after the Book of Shadows.

Damon grabbed Ashcroft and punched him. Ashcroft knew Damon wouldn’t abandon the Pillar of Conflict, so he glanced down to see that Damon’s shadow was missing.

When he looked ahead, Damon’s shadow had already wrapped around the book and pulled it into his shadow storage.

He threw Ashcroft to the side as a red energy began to corrode his shadow.

Damon held his head, feeling something tainting his soul.

"Ahhhrggggg!"

He screamed, feeling the power of the Pillar enter his body and take over. He grabbed Ashcroft and tried to strangle him.

Ashcroft wrapped his legs around Damon’s arms to resist, but Damon was stronger.

"The Pillar is in his shadows. It’s affecting his mind," Ittorath said, looking down at Damon from the sky.

"What now?" Orbitus whispered with a frown on his crazed face.

"We deliver him to the Unknown God, or we tear his shadow from his body."

The Blind Old Daoist looked at the sky, then his expression froze.

Without saying another word, he tried to flee, but his body wouldn’t move. When he turned around, he found a young girl looking at him. She was quite cute and had long golden hair and eyes that sparkled like the sun.

When she appeared, Evangeline’s eyes flicked towards her.

"Ranar."

However, everyone else felt horror because this was the Unknown God. He had come to take his prize, and right now, the one who had the Pillar in his hands was Damon.

Unknown slowly floated down, ignoring everyone there. What did they matter when he was the most powerful being there? None of them had a chance against him, and now he did not need to follow the Goddess’s rules.

He stood in front of Damon, whose shadow carried the Book of Shadows that held the Pillar of Conflict within it.

"I believe you have something that belongs to me."

Unknown outstretched his hand, and the world, or rather what was left of it, held its breath.

This was the defining moment, the hour when the choice Damon made would change the outcome.

Damon’s eyes were red from the Pillar infecting his soul. He glanced at the body Unknown was possessing, and the image of a young girl flashed through his mind. His daughter.

"Give her back."

"Is that your wish?" Unknown asked.

Damon didn’t hesitate. Fueled by the Pillar of Conflict, he did not care if this was the Unknown God. He struck.

However, his hand did not even move an inch. Instead, it seemed as if an invisible wall stood between them.

"So this is your choice, or a lack of it. Fine, then. I accept."

Just as Unknown said that, a book appeared in front of him, and from its pages, a white light flowed towards Damon, covering his body.

"Sylvia Moonveil, is this your final act of resistance?" Unknown muttered.

Damon suddenly gained some clarity over his actions, and his expression changed when he realized he had just tried to attack Unknown. He looked at Unknown, then raised his fist again and, of his own free will, actually tried to attack him.

He failed again.