Mind Demon's Path of Domination

Dona was on his side, and with cold eyes, she planted a handful of fire on the Demon\'s face. It didn\'t take long for it to burn and become brittle. As it was about to thrash and die, Mark stomped the Demon to death and stole the kill.

[Killed an Impure Demon (Tier 1)—Soul Sphere has been automatically absorbed into the Host\'s Soul Space.]

[Soul Sphere +31]

Like in the good old days, Dona was the one to deal the damage, and he was the one actually to kill. The gray humanoid creature\'s body seemed to have lost even that color as the soul was absorbed into Mark\'s Soul Space.

He only smirked. "…I finally have enough Soul Spheres to max out myself in this Tier."

Opening his violet screen, he put (29) Soul Spheres on his Physique.

The familiar cold energy rushed up from his Soul Space and filled every part of his body to the brim, even his hair felt cold, but vibrant at the same time.

Dona looked at his growing size weirdly and then looked at herself with wide eyes.

Indeed, Mark had grown way bigger.

Dona had a fearful face as she looked at his bulging manhood nakedly displayed.

Mark breathed out a wave of misty air and sighed.

[Physique: 71 (Medium) —> 100 (Pinnacle)]

It was not that easy to pick up, but Mark could feel his Defensive Magic Skin change slightly as he reached Pinnacle—it was only around his skin until now, but somehow, now, it was seeping under his skin and spreading towards his bones.

But like an unscratchable itch, just before it filled every part of his body and turned into a sort of humongous circuit, it stopped and just spread out into different parts.

Maybe, if he replenished his exhausted Mindpower, his Soul Sense would also see this kind of slight change.

There was some kind of Cultivatable Power in every Tier of Evolution, and in the Pinnacle of the previous Tier, he could feel it somewhat like this.

When he was Tier 0 Pinnacle in Mind, he gained a less manageable Soul Sense and also an incomplete Defensive Magic Skin, who knew what he would gget when he became Tier 1 Pinnacle.

His Defensive Magic Skin was trying to cover his entire body, but he didn\'t know why.

To Mark\'s chagrin and curiosity, he didn\'t even know what would happen if the Defensive Magic Skin seeped deep into his bones and turned into a circuit. That had him want to itch but not know where to.

That was very irritating.

But Mark could also guess that for the change to truly take shape, he would need to Evolve once more and become a Tier 2 existence. And for that, the greed to attain more power was not enough—he was once again, missing how to Evolve.

He had to figure out a way first.

Feeling the blissful sensation of growing stronger vanish, Mark leaned against the metal ship\'s walls and clenched his hand, he could easily tear a hole open on it if he punched.

No wonder Lower Demons were compared to heavy artillery.

Yet, hearing about it and feeling the power thrum within one\'s veins was different. His weight alone could probably crush a small car, and his physical attacks could now easily destroy simple walls.

"I am… strong…" he muttered. "But yet, not nearly enough."

His size alone was now humongous by human standards.

He stretched his wings wide and Dona looked at him from the side with a rather pitiful expression. She was so small compared to her mate, even her demonic confidence bred due to ignorance didn\'t dare make her look at his manhood for longer.

She was hiding her own flower with a hand.

She really seemed afraid.

All his clothes had been torn and it was all in sight, though, so her eyes kept moving back to it.

Mark was now about 4.5 meters tall, and with his body being incredibly muscular, lean, and chiseled, he looked very attractive—but he was just too big.

That alone was impressive but behind his back, a pair of pure black wings boasted a 12 meter wide wingspan. Indeed, he truly had a demonic masterpiece of a body now.

He really had to get Alchemy Shapeshifting (Shiden\'s ability); only then could he change his size to whatever he wanted without losing his strength.

But so big…

He was almost like a walking car.

Now, more than ever, he was feeling that the 5-meter-only Dungeon was so constricting. \\\\

He was okay now, as Dona\'s 5-meter sized Dungeon could accommodate him easily. The Dungeon stretched from her skin onwards in all directions in the form of a dome, so he was safe indeed, even if he left the mega-dungeon.

But what if he grew a bit bigger once more?

It was already so cramped.

He was already so big as a Tier 1 Lower Demon.

What would happen when he became a Tier 2 Demon?

Those creatures were said to be nearly the size of a bus and that would certainly not fit the 5-meter radius. Indeed, there was a lot of trouble with growing stronger, too.

He might have to just settle in the mega-dungeon and never leave if he ever became that big.

Or maybe, he should already start implanting a bunch of creatures like dogs or cats with Dungeon Heart Seeds and make them keep him company everywhere he went as his mini walking Dungeon.

For now, though, Mark had other goals. He looked at his stats once.

[Marcus Haeligarth Aramanteuil Véxillarius Nócturnâ Aërglothur]

—Stats—

[Tier 1—Lower Demon]

[Physique: 100 (Pinnacle)]

[Mind: 100 (Pinnacle)]

[Soul Spheres: 02]

—Resistances—

[Heart Resistance (Low) (Tier 2)]

[Physical Resistance (Pinnacle) (Tier 1)]

[Mental Resistance (Pinnacle) (Tier 1)]

[Cultivated Powers: Soul Sense (100 Meters), Magical Defensive Skin (Tier 1)]

Mark smirked. Finally, at least his stats were maxed out.

He could feel the sheer strength being held under his muscular arms. He could probably lift cars like a simple thing and throw them around like a toy.

His body was strong.

But now, he could no longer increase his stats while being a Lower Demon.

He had to either evolve or find other ways of growing stronger.

For one, he could complete the Dream Gamble and get a Hunter Ability.