Demon's Virtue

"Bleh." - Imp An Imp, a monster known to kill with a grin, a demon of the world, a creature of incredible might! Something that no force in the world can stand against! At least that's what the Main Character would like himself to be, the reality is very different, however. Exactly that Imp stumbles along a path of unfortunate fortunes and grows through it, in a world that hates its very existence. It grows more intelligent, more powerful, simply better at whatever it needs to do. Amongst other things, that includes raising children, killing Soldiers, and carving wooden figurines for money.

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733 Chs

Contest of Endurance

The hammer impacted with the Tortle's stomach, and Eiro could sense the monster's internal organs being crushed and injured in response to the attack. But at the same time, he could feel the same thing happening to himself as well.

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[-81.518 Health]

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The attack was incredibly potent, damaging the Demon to a high degree. Eiro ground his teeth as he ran his fingers through the notification, while his internal organs were slowly recovering their physical form. He pushed his hand into his bag, pulling out a small flask. He had just a dozen of these, and they were incredibly expensive. They were healing potions made by Armodeus.

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