[CH200+ Continued] Dungeon Diver: Stealing A Monster's Power

Chapter 271

My Demonic Energy Manipulation skill activates and I feel all the tension and mana fatigue soreness in my body completely disappear.

Actually, all feeling in my body dissipates completely. My perception of reality shifts, making the world around me move much slower than the thoughts in my brain race to piece together this new puzzle.

The blue ice turns white from my point of view, and all the color is sapped from my vision.

The furious mutilated Arch Demon is running my way with its silver sword outstretched, but I can't see the shielding or aura surrounding it like earlier. The ground cracks beneath its feet with every step, but the calmness of the air around me is both ominous and soothing.

There's no loud buzzing, no constant strain on my muscles and bones, and most importantly no.... mana.

My eyes shift back and forth, then down to my sword and dagger in my hands. They're both dull, not glowing, and after what Ember warned me of, I don't dare channel any magic into them. Now that I think about it, I don't think I'd be able to channel mana into them if I tried. Not while this skill is activated at least.

Both of the golem cores I was manipulating moments ago fall to the floor and the matter surrounding them crumbles as well.

The Arch Demon still approaches fast, now half the distance away from when I first activated my skill. A shiver runs down my spine, then I feel an instant shift in my perception again. My mind is being thrown for a loop over and over as I try to comprehend what's happening.

The long black line on my arm pulses with a black outer glow and a veil of brighter light filters my vision. The Greater Demon's core that bonded with me after defeating a Labyrinth Guardian activates fully for the first time and I see the world around me in a new light.

Or.. well, a new shade of darkness.

In the air of this Boss Room, tiny particles of black energy float in thin nearly imperceivable wisps of smoke-like waves. Less than 1% of the air contains what I can only guess is Demonic Energy.

Not only can I see it, I can feel it. The moment I focus on pulling the matter in, silently drifting clouds of dark matter swirl toward me.

I hold both my dull lifeless weapons, and let the skill take over.

The streams of black matter that hit my back feel like someone dumped boiling water on me. I tighten the grip on my sword and dagger while clenching my jaw and baring the pain.

It flows through my veins and gives the sensation of searing my body from the inside out. The hot flames in my veins make their way toward my chest. It's heading to the source that draws them in. It all collides at one point, my core.

As this energy filters through my Greater Demon's Core, it comes out the other side as a cool and refreshing counterpart to the violent burns of the raw energy. It's almost like crystal clear chilled water from a faucet flows through me now.

It glides down my arms and into both blades as I swing them across my body to collide with the Arch Demon that makes its final attack.

Its glowing white eyes meet mine as our blades clash. Mine are cloaked in dense black energy without any trace of magic and undetectable by any means except a refined Demon Monster's hyper-focused senses.

We collide.

The expression on the overly confident Arch Demon's face changes from pure joy to absolute terror as yellow and white sparks begin to fly.

I hardly feel any pressure from the impact, cool streams of energy leave my fingertips and become amplified by the swing of my sword.

I'm not controlling it at all, merely letting waves of it flow from the air through my body and out my sword and dagger in a more condensed form.