Ascension of the Dark Seraph - Chapter 161

Chapter 161: A Slaughterhouse (2) Chapter 161: A Slaughterhouse (2) Robert was impatient as do the other people chained inside this chamber.

However, for the sake of being free, he doesn’t mind.

Even if he needed to wait here in this position, he wouldn’t mind as long as he was freed.

Fueled with the hope of freedom, he could endure anything.

Once the academy hunters stepped in, he was tensed but happy at the same time, it seemed his freedom was near.

A moment later, he thought, soon enough he would be freed and could return to his home and society.

All of that, however, disappeared when he heard a disturbing sound that echoed across the chamber.

Following that closely was a heavy, thudding sound that made his heart skip a beat.

Despite how silent the chamber was, the prisoners in the back couldn’t hear these sounds.

Robert, on the other hand, who was at the very front of the line-could hear it clearly.

“W- What was that?” He stuttered whisperingly.

“It doesn’t sound right…” He snapped out of his trance when another sound echoed.

It was the footsteps of the two silhouettes from earlier, presumably the guards overseeing them, and they seemed to be dragging something.

Naturally, with the choking atmosphere and the gut feeling of this situation being wrong, Robert thought the worst.

‘No…’ He quickly shook his head and screamed inside.

‘It can’t be, that’s not right!’ Just then, however, a sharp iron scent penetrated his nose.

Having to occasionally tussle in prison to keep the bullies away, he knew this scent too well.

Blood.

Almost instantly, Robert’s breaths came in short-he was hyperventilating.

Panic settles in, he comes to realize what is happening way before the others do.

They’re going to be killed!

Before he could say anything, the two guards already unlocked the chains pinning him to his spot and carrying him by the arms, “Tell me what’s going on?!” He shouted-the fact that he couldn’t see anything was making him insane.

“I’m a human too!

You can’t treat me like this!” Despite trying to fight back, he couldn’t do anything against the two guards.

He was brought forward and thrown to the floor.

Because of how rough he was thrown, the sack over his head slipped.

“What is your sin?

Confess it to me and you’ll be pardoned” A voice suddenly asked him.

Hearing this, Robert’s body stiffened as he slid his head out of the brown sack slowly and gazed ahead.

It was only then he saw the supposed academy hunters they were supposed to meet.

On the left side was a woman with utmost beauty, she could easily become a superstar if she wanted to but seeing the cold and indifferent gaze she was giving him-almost as if she was looking at anything but a human, Robert took back what he initially thought about her.

She’s beautiful but her sharp gaze could terrify even the bravest of men.

Glancing to the other side, he was also met with another woman.

Unlike the woman on the left, she looked older and there was this odd air around her that made looking at her unsettling.

It was as if looking at her too long would drain the life out of him.

Not to mention, Robert could see that the woman’s face was red-and her hands were crossed under her belly.

Almost as if she was being shy or maybe something else?

Bottom line, she was weird.

Lastly, his gaze landed on the young man sitting at the center.

Despite perching on a simple wooden barrel, his commanding aura turned it into a literal throne.

His golden eyes also seemed hollow, it was as if this young man was looking through him.

One thing Robert noticed, about the three academy hunters was their shared indifference, they didn’t see him as human.

But his composure shattered-when his gaze landed on the young man’s face, smeared with blood, and the heavy battle axe resting across his lap.

Paired with the chilling smile, Robert was terrified.

Along with the trail of blood on the ground, it was clear he killed Ian.

“What is your sin?

Confess it to me and you’ll be pardoned” Lucivar asked again.

Upon hearing this, Robert paled.

He looked around trying to search for a way out-but the door was completely shut-and locked, on the side, there were two executioners wearing a hood who were tasked to drag the dead bodies, while before him were there Hybrids who closed the dungeon and saved the city.

No matter how he looked at this, it was hopeless-this was the end.

However, in the nick of the intense moment, his mind unraveled a lingering hope.

‘H- He’s asking for my crime,’ Robert’s eyes flickered.

‘he must only want to kill bad people!’ Recovering from his daze, Robert crawled on his knees and rubbed his hands together.

“I was accused of stealing-I didn’t do it!” He said-looking at Lucivar pleadingly.

“I’m not like these people, I ended up here because I got into the mix with the wrong people!

Please, trust me!

Don’t kill me!

I’m innocent!” As he said that, Lucivar reached his hand towards the battle axe’s handle.

Panic, Robert begged harder, “You must trust me!

I never did anything wrong!

I have a wife and a boy!” “I understand and I pity you…” Lucivar nodded, his expression turned soft-one that was of empathy.

“It must have been hard for you to be accused and ended up here.

But don’t worry, you’re going to be freed.

You will no longer have to feel this injustice” Upon hearing this, Robert’s eyes lit up like stars.

He was transported back to his childhood, staring up with wide, pleading eyes, clinging to the sole hope of freedom.

It was evident that Lucivar had inquired about their crimes, methodically deciding-who would be spared and who would face death.

A filter to celebrate the city’s rebirth.

Now that Lucivar knew he was a victim of injustice, he would be set free.

But that fantasy was shattered when Lucivar pointed the blade of his axe at Robert’s neck.

“W- What are you doing…?” Robert gasped, scurrying back in fear.

In response, Lucivar only tilted his head a little.

“I think you’ve mistaken about something,” He said hauntingly, his voice was riddled with the chanting of death.

“Nobody is going to survive tonight.

I’m asking to determine whether I should kill you in a painful manner or not.

Death will be your freedom” Upon hearing this, Robert’s breath hitched as his face instantly paled.

He couldn’t believe what he was hearing.

However, Lucivar had no patience to spare-he needed to massacre them all tonight.

“Sabrina,” He called, glancing over his shoulder.

“How about him?” “Can I really do this…?” Sabrina asked hesitantly, she was shy but it was clear she wanted to do this.

Lucivar nodded, “So, is it a yes or a no?” “Yes…” Sabrina nodded repeatedly.

“I like his reactions, I think I want him” As soon as she said that, Lucivar swung the battle axe in a deadly arc, severing Robert’s arms with one flawless swing.

Blood spurted out instantly like a broken faucet, it quickly pooled around Robert before his mind clicked.

In horror, he looked down and saw his own pool of blood.

Such a sight struck him like a lightning strike, “RAARGGHH!

MY ARMS!!” Despite Robert’s painful screams-and wails that echoed throughout the chamber-Lucivar, Ravenna, and Sabrina didn’t seem bothered at all.

Sabrina was excited and aroused, Lucivar smiled in delight, and Ravenna was too focused on the floating negative energy that gathered on the ceiling.

“Grab him and hand him on the stake,” Lucivar said, pointing at the two executioners.

Upon hearing this, those two immediately nodded and got to work.

“Master…” Sabrina suddenly called from the side with a cute voice, tapping his shoulder playfully.

Lucivar turned towards her and raised an eyebrow, “What?

Are you finally respecting me now?” “Yes!” Sabrina nodded and tilted her head just so-the movement accompanied by a playful flick of her hair and her hands clasped together with barely contained glee.

“Master Lucivar is the best, I know I can count on you if I devote myself to you!” “Stop with the licking,” Lucivar crossed his arms.

“I know you’re going back to being annoying later” “How can you say that, master?” Sabrina pushed him a little teasingly.

“I’ll be good from now on!” Promising to make Sabrina stronger so that she could keep up with him, Lucivar arranged the stakes.

She could choose some of the prisoners to be drained from blood as they begged for mercy, an attempt to make Sabrina more aroused and garner more of her natural ether.

Considering that both Gandr and Sha vouched for her, Lucivar didn’t mind doing this.

It’s not that it went against what he wanted anyway.

Just then, the situation finally sinks into the other people inside.

One of them, the loudest of them all shouted, “Are you going to kill us?!” “What?” Lucivar replied tauntingly.

“Do you think you’re going to be set loose?

All of you fuckers are trashes of society, bastards of the worst kinds.

All of you are going to die tonight!

I can’t have you all going around and hogging all the bad karma away from me” As soon as he shouted that, the chamber became extremely silent.

Not one of the prisoners breathed, they all held their breaths.

However, in the next second, panic and chaos ensued.

“FUCK!

GET ME OUT OF HERE!!” “THIS IS NOT WHAT THEY PROMISED US!!” “W- Wait… I’m not a prisoner!

I’m nobody!

You don’t have to do this to me!” Every prisoner surged against their restraints, the clatter of chains deafening as they pulled, struck, and thrashed in desperation.

Shackles bit into flesh as arms and legs strained against the unyielding iron but their efforts were outright futile.

Hopeless against the heavy connectors bolted to the ground.

Screams echoed through the chamber-raw, guttural cries of rage and despair.

Many cursed Lucivar with venomous words, their voices breaking as they hurtled insults and prayers alike into the suffocating air.

Others, in frenzied desperation, were desperate enough to twist or shatter their own hands, seeking any chance to slip free.

Upon seeing the chaos, the two executioners were troubled.

If this is the case, it would be hard to bring them one by one to face Lucivar.

“Look what you did,” Ravenna commented.

“it’s going to take longer with them flailing like this.

Did you forget about Leandra?

She might still come here” “Don’t worry,” Lucivar lifted up his axe and placed it on his shoulder.

“I’m going to go to them instead, it’s faster that way.

Come, Sabrina.

Pick the one you like-while I skim through them one by one, this is going to be fun!” Following that, Lucivar started from the front and started hacking the prisoners with his axe.

He asked them to confess as a formality and killed them in the next second.

Despite having to taste the pleasure of the flesh through Ravenna earlier, he now became undecided.

‘Sex or killing, hah… I don’t know.

Both of them felt really good but I think this has the edge…”