Ascension of the Dark Seraph - Chapter 164

Chapter 164: Nobody Go Unpunished Chapter 164: Nobody Go Unpunished Lucivar was curious as to what kind of gesture the executioner was talking about.

Knowing how Rafi operates, basing his actions on the morality of the mass-he doesn’t allow himself to have high hopes.

Nothing Rafi could think of would even be remotely considered a good gesture in Lucivar’s eyes.

Both of their worlds are completely different from each other.

However, Lucivar was proven wrong.

“Well, well, well… who do we have here?” He mused, pleasantly surprised by the faces in this cell.

Initially, Lucivar expected to face a couple dozen more prisoners to kill, but there were only two-and one of them was someone who, surprisingly enough, managed to force his lips to curl upward into an evil smile.

A rare flicker of happiness ignited at the sight of this person.

Similarly, the moment Lucivar stepped into the cell, the man staggered to his feet.

His face was a mask of utter shock that quickly turned into rage.

“Once this is over, I want you to tell Rafi that his gesture is very much appreciated,” Lucivar said to the executioner without turning to look, his sharp eyes were fixed on the familiar man in front of him with clear delight on his face.

Bowing slightly, the executioner answered, “I will deliver that message” Just then, the man pointed ahead with both hands that were chained together-seething with anger.

“So this was your doing all along!” He shouted, grinding his teeth.

“Damn, coward!” “What?” Lucivar chuckled mockingly.

“Do you think I’m going to let you go?” Naturally, this man was none other than the proselyte’s brother.

Lucivar was forced to let him go because Leandra got in the way.

But it seemed that small incident was able to reach Lieutenant Rafi and as a kind gesture, probably due to fear, he also tossed the man here into the cage of a very hungry and malicious tiger-to be at Lucivar’s mercy.

“Do not be mistaken,” Lucivar said, taking another step forward.

“It is not my intention to kill you here.

I planned to finish the matters I have in this city and then kill you before I go but it seems like I was given the privilege to kill you here.

Either way, you’re dying in the end” “After all, no one… I’ll not let anyone who wanted to sacrifice me go unpunished,” He added lightly.

His voice brought along a chilling cold that seeped into the bones.

It was as if death accompanied his declaration.

Even in the face of death, the man, however-wasn’t afraid at all.

Losing his little brother was too painful for him to feel anything other than anger.

All he wanted to do was to rip Lucivar to pieces for what he had done.

“An almighty Hybrid, capable of shutting down a blue dungeon, and yet…” the man sneered, his smirk dripping with contempt as his eyes bore into Lucivar like he was beneath him.

“So terrified to share the same room with me that you’ve bound me in chains and left the door wide open.

Tell me, did my little brother traumatize you so deeply that even now, you’re trembling behind all that bravado?” Upon hearing this, Lucivar couldn’t hide his excitement anymore.

His smile returned back to his face, but now, it looked more sinister and deadly.

Lucivar reached out his hand to the executioner, “Keys…” Nodding his head, the executioner grabbed the ring of keys attached to his waist and handed one over.

Not stopping at that, Lucivar put the key to his other hand and asked again, “A knife?

Or any blade?” “Ah…” the executioner unsheathed a knife and handed it too.

“Here you go” Of course, the executioner knew what Lucivar wanted to do and he found it incredulous-freeing the man would only bring trouble.

Just from the twisted look the man has right now, it was clear that he would strike the moment Lucivar freed him.

Lucivar also knew that but he didn’t care, he decided to take the bait.

Clearly, the man was provoking Lucivar to open the chainscuffs that were restraining him.

In his situation, he couldn’t do anything to Lucivar but if his hands were free, he could.

Lucivar stepped forward, lifting the key until it hovered just before the man’s face, holding it there for a brief moment.

His movements were deliberate and slow, almost taunting, as he placed the key into the man’s hand.

All the while, his gaze remained locked on the man’s defiant eyes.

Even the unspoken tension between them alone was sharp enough to cut.

Receiving the key, the man instantly opened his cuffs-that were binding his hands.

A clanging sound echoed inside the cell as the chains dropped to the floor.

Once the man’s hands were free, Lucivar now lifted the knife and handed it to the man daringly.

Slowly, the man grabs ahold of the knife in his hand tightly.

“Now…” Lucivar whispered hauntingly, standing in front of the man’s face.

“you’re free, held a very sharp weapon in your hand, and I’m standing within your striking distance.

What are you going to do, big brother…?” Upon hearing this, the man gritted his teeth-his eyes burned with bloodlust.

Holding the knife’s handle tightly in a reverse grip, he swung it viciously, aiming at Lucivar’s neck.

Slash!

Despite the slashing arc, the man’s eyes widened when Lucivar was unscathed.

‘What…?’ His eyes widened in shock.

‘I slashed his throat!

He should’ve been choking in blood!’ Confused, the man inspected the knife, turning it to confirm its sharpness.

As expected, the blade’s edge gleamed under the flickering torchlight held by the executioner-it was no doubt razor-sharp and deadly.

However, even with such a weapon, he could not so much as scratch Lucivar.

He couldn’t do anything!

“Put more weight into it,” Lucivar commented, encouraging the man.

Refusing to believe that he could not do anything to Lucivar-the man struck again-putting all of his weight into this strike-and this time, he attempted to stab Lucivar’s chest.

But the result was the same, the tip of the knife couldn’t pierce through the skin.

It felt like he was pushing the knife against a rock.

No matter how hard he tried, it was simply impossible for him to pierce Lucivar with the knife.

Naturally, his expression was drained from all colors at the realization.

“Look,” Lucivar pointed at the man.

“I even managed to awaken your dormant bloodline” Upon hearing this, the man looked down at his body and found a subtle blue aura radiating from him.

Due to the extreme situation, he was in and also the empowerment from his desire to avenge his little brother, the man’s dormant bloodline was awakened-effectively making him a Neophyte-rank Hybrid, someone useful to the world.

Such a realization was surprising and devastating at the same time.

It was bittersweet.

On one side, he obtained the path to avenge his little brother but on the other side, he would die today.

Not to mention, even with his newly unlocked power, he couldn’t pierce Lucivar’s skin.

Just that alone speaks if the disparity of strength between them.

“Congratulations,” Lucivar remarked, his tone laced with mockery.

“It seems you’re the first Hybrid this city has produced in years.” A sinister grin crept across his face, twisting his face into something dark and malevolent.

“A shame, though… the people will never know” Bam!!

“Kuaahkk!” the man vomited a disturbing amount of blood.

Lucivar placed his hand on the man’s shoulder before making a yanking motion, pulling out his hand from the man’s chest with a beating heart in it, “In the next life, remember to mind your strength and not punch anyone above your weight.

It’s quite a valuable rule to have in mind” With a final, shuddering breath, the man clung to Lucivar.

His grip faltered as his strength ebbed away.

Soon, his body slumped and wrapped around Lucivar’s legs, lifeless and heavy, as the light faded from his eyes, leaving only a hollow stillness behind.

Just like his little brother, he tries to mess with Lucivar and dies because of it.

Not even sparing a glance at the corpse, Lucivar patted his uniform nonchalantly.

“Cool, my skin can’t even be pierced by a Neophyte-rank Hybid,” He nodded, praising his new body.

Although the man couldn’t even be considered a Hybrid, it was still worth noting.

Lucivar could now test if a five-star Neophyte-rank Hybrid could pierce his new skin or not.

He had a person in mind that could help, Thalia or perhaps Elira.

But he would think about doing that later when he returned to the academy.

Just as he was about to turn, he stopped when he realized another figure shuddering at the corner.

Due to the man, he forgot that there was another person here.

And surprisingly, he also found this woman’s face familiar.

“You…” Lucivar whispered, pointing at her.

“You look familiar.

Who are you?” Instead of answering the question, the woman lifted her terror-stricken face just enough for Lucivarr to see.

Recognition struck him like a blow-she was Pippa’s mother.

Somehow, she had ended up here, mistaken for one of the homeless and barely clinging to life.

Her entire body quaked, lips trembling uncontrollably as her wide, terrified eyes fixed on Lucivar.

Everything, she saw everything from start to finish.

She had watched Lucivar strip the man of his defiance, turning it to raw fear before ending him brutally.

It was something straight out of a nightmare.

And Lucivar, the city’s hero was the last person she thought would be doing this kind of atrocity.

Although she had seen Lucivar once-the man who had accepted Pippa’s flower with a warm smile and saved her from death.

But this Lucivar standing before her was completely foreign, he could make even the Devil himself shudder.

Lucivar’s face darkened, it was clear that he didn’t expect her to be here.

However, despite the realization, he turned to her with the bloody axe in hand.

As he was about to take a step, the woman reached him.

Realizing what Lucivar was about to do, the woman scrambled desperately, crawling to his feet and clutching them for dear life.

Tears streamed down her face as she looked up at him, her voice breaking with anguish, “Please,” She sobbed, her trembling hands tightening their grip.

“I’m all Pippa has!

She’s a troubled child-she can’t survive without me!

“She gets panic attacks if I leave her, even for a moment.

I can’t let her suffer like that!” She added.

As soon as she said that, Gandr slithered out into existence.

“What’s wrong?” He asked, the corner of his lips curling up.

“Is that compassion I sense?” Despite the taunting questions, Lucivar stayed silent.

Gandr became even more daring, coiling onto Lucivar’s shoulder and hovering in front of his face, “If I remember correctly, you have your own code-you wouldn’t kill blanks.

But this woman, she already made her decision.

She chose the side of good, meaning, she’s your food” “Kill her, the situation calls for it.” Gandr continued.

“If you stop, you’re betraying yourself” Upon hearing this, Lucivar gripped the battle axe’s handle tightly.

‘Kill her, huh…’ He muttered inwardly, looking at the pleading woman under him-undecided.