Demon's Virtue

Chapter 779 Card Binder (2)

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Eiro held a card in his hand. It was a special card, one that changed the path of his life massively. It was the three of swords; the marionette blades. It was was the first card that Eiro had collected. But by now, it was rather... useless to Eiro. Of course, it was a powerful tool, as it could allow someone to manipulate multiple weapons at once as if they were your own limbs, and if you properly took advantage of the powers the card provided, you could use the blades to control other peope as well, as if you were controlling a marionette. The drawback that made you lose control over yourself wasn't really an issue to Eiro anymore, but the problem was that it wasn't an ability that Eiro used particularly often.

Manipulating others was useful, but only in specific situations. Gathering information, for example, but information was sort of Eiro's forte, so weak opponents wouldn't be able to give him much anyway, and it was more efficient to use pressure on them anyway. And powerful opponents wouldn't necessarily fall victim to the power of the marionette blade. The only benefit was that you could practically control all of their abilities as your own, but that was something that Eiro was willing to give up if something went wrong with what Eiro was about to do.

He tapped the card onto the system window, and could quickly see it disappear inside of the arcane slate. At the same time, Eiro could feel that it was absorbed into his soul. It seemed like this window was directly connected to the splinter. At the same time, Eiro could feel something change inside of his mental library again, just as it had when he absorbed the dungeon map's card. A side-room had opened up, taking the form of a small theater. On the stage was a mannequin, hanging off threads like a marionette. It was just like he thought. The ability had manifested itself in some form within Eiro now. Just like how he could exert the influence of the dungeon map within himself, the power of control was now within Eiro as well. Though, he wasn't exactly sure how he could exert that power outward just yet. After absorbing the cards, it was like they were trapped inside of Eiro, like the force of the splinter kept it all contained within him. But now that he had absorbed this card as well, Eiro was sure of one thing at least. These powers existed since long before they were contained within the arcane cards, though their origin was still quite the mystery.

Eiro quickly tapped the card that he had just put inside of the new system window, and it popped out just like the dungeon map's card had before. He was able to pull out the actual marionette blades pretty easily as well, and without any particular loss in efficiency as well. Though, the lights in the theater had turned off. He clearly wasn't able to use the ability anymore. So he had to choose between using the item outside of his body, or having the ability within his body. And when Eiro let go of the card, it simply returned back into the system window, and the lights in the theater turned back on.

So, this new system function allowed him to reform the cards whenever he wanted. Plus, fused into his soul, it was impossible for them to be stolen. He was just basically giving them a temporary form of a card that was created from arcane magic, using the stored card as a blueprint.

"I do have a few new tricks up my sleeve that I would like to try out. Krog, do you mind? Maybe this would be a good opportunity to test out your defensive techniques."

The warrior quickly looked at James, with clear worry, bordering on fear, on his face, "Is he serious?"

James scoffed, crossing his arms while vacating the area, "How often have you heard him joke around?"

Muttering to himself, Krog grabbed the new part of his equipment that he was practicing with. Some chains. They were supposed to connect to his axes so that he could swing them around with his massive strength, but the chains themselves were also supposed to be used as something like bracers tied around his forearms.

Krog quickly did so, placing his arms in front of his upper body and face, "Alright, just get to it already."

"Hm... maybe make your defense a bit thicker," Eiro grinned, as the hammer in the mental library slammed down onto the ground. The demon could feel the shockwaves inside of his chest, moving them toward his hand. With a swift motion, Eiro pushed forward against Krog with his flat palm.