The fact remains that the only reason they could fight on equal terms with kuen back then was strictly due to the limiter paths Derik and Cyrus has chosen, which is something people of their level shouldn't possess and Derik's werewolf side....…A week later just like Demos predicted, all the members of the team were called home by their families and this brought great fear and grief to Derik, as he could already predict the outcome of their next meeting. His eyes turned cold and his emotions were frozen by Demos in an attempt to help him focus on his training.

To begin with, Demos loosened the limitations placed on Derik which initially completely prevented him from utilizing magic. With the limitation loosened, even though Derik had become considerably weaker, whenever he took off the limiter, he still didn't regret it.

Right now, without taking off the limiters, he had access to his magic but on a small fraction, making him considerably weaker than normal mages of his level. But that didn't bother him one bit. By the way, he never had plans of returning to his 'mage' ways, the whole point of taking off his limiters is to take off help him enhance his archery skills with a little touch of magic. The moment the limiter placed on him was loosened, his purple eyes which were dim at first, instantly lit up and he felt the diabolic and sinister energy of the death aura, flow through his body, renewing his strength and putting him at a realm higher than what he was in the past.

After this the real training began, the first batch of spells he was tasked with mastering by Demos with not offensive or defensive spells, but spells which would help make his life easier should he encounter a situation where he was all alone.

Since amazing tools like storage rings, which could be used to store food items, equipments, and even weapons were only made available to high level military officials, High level adventurers and people of a certain level n.o.ble status, Derik had to create a spell similar.

Standing at the center of the s.p.a.cy room all alone, Derik began chanting some ancient words which even if people were present, they definitely won't understand unless they have guardian spirits or cosmic spirits in them.He made strange movements as he spoke and his eyes turned pitch black while he performed this ritual. His hands suddenly stopped moving abruptly as if it hit something and with his eyebrows knitted together, Derik began to pull.

s.p.a.ce itself tore open and the temperature of the room instantly spiked. His body s.h.i.+vered in ecstasy as a gloomy and diabolical aura escaped the empty s.p.a.ce and spread across the room. This for some unknown reason, excited him in ways he couldn't understand.

"Death Magic: Accursed gate of the Underworld!!" he muttered coldly and kept trying to tear the s.p.a.ce even more.

The wider the hole became the more gloomy gray energy that poured out. He continued this process for over five minutes and the hole was the size of a ball. At this point, cries and screams of pain and misery escaped the little s.p.a.ce and the aura which kept escaping from just terrifying and soon, the room was filled with gray clouds.

This spell was presented by Demos to serve the same purpose as Daemon's shadow storage skill. This was aimed at reducing his dependency on others!