Ascension of the Dark Seraph - Chapter 171

Chapter 171: A Battle of Avatars Chapter 171: A Battle of Avatars Lucivar came to an abrupt stop.

His body tensed as he didn’t expect Caldaros to recognize him this early.

Beside him, Sabrina looked at him and then Caldaros before back to him again in confusion.

“Loki…?” She muttered in confusion.

“You mean that mythical God?

He’s real?” Unlike Cruvarak, the very real Blood God worshipped by the Valerius Supreme House, or even Brakkahn, the Strength God revered by the Ashbourne Supreme House, Loki was nothing but a mythical God of the past.

Sabrina has heard of him but she has always under the notion that Loki wasn’t real.

But she wasn’t so sure now.

Not to mention, the weird behaviors that she noticed on Lucivar started to make sense.

Despite being an Angel Hybrid, he acted devilishly because of Loki.

‘Even then, how did he get Loki as his Supernatural Ego’s name?

Loki is not an Angel’ She pondered.

“I see you keep your identity a secret from your friends too,” Caldaros commented while straightening his posture-when he saw Sabrina’s reaction to the news.

“And from your reaction, it seemed like you already knew me, knew who I am.

If that’s the case, why didn’t you attack me?

You could’ve taken me by surprise if you did” Lucivar could hear his own heartbeat pounding in his ears when he heard that.

Adrenaline began to course through his veins, his mouth opened slightly as his jaw hung low.

“Oh, that’s right.

Now I remember…” Caldaros tilted his chin with a smug grin, his finger stabbing the air as if pointing directly at Loki.

“Your God-the coward who skulks in the background, too weak to face a real fight!

His cowardice seemed to also flow into you!” HISS!!

Gandr coiled into existence, his form was bigger than usual as he hissed at Caldaros with spitting anger.

Simultaneously, Lucivar also turned around-his eyes bulging with bloodlust.

Lucivar’s mask of composure shattered the moment Caldaros’ mockery struck home.

Already teetering on the edge of his patience, the dam of his fury burst, flooding him with unrestrained rage.

His gaze locked onto Caldaros’ golden eyes-eyes blazing with the same exact insolent arrogance as Sunna’s previous avatars, the one whose torment he’d been forced to endure in that cursed vision.

The world bled crimson in Lucivar’s vision, every detail drowned in a haze of seething wrath.

In addition, his focus tunneled-all he could see now was Caldaros.

From the looks of it, Calrados’ blazing eyes were an ability-looking at them induced pain that lanced into Lucivar’s skull.

His own eyes began to wet with streaks of blood, drizzling down to his cheeks but he refused to look away.

Under such intense hatred, Caldaros stood before him as prey.

And Lucivar’s hate demanded to consume him whole.

“Gandr, haven’t you gotten bored yet of losing?” A voice suddenly echoed.

Materializing like a brilliant light was a pristine white bird made entirely of sunlight.

It flapped its wings and hovered above Caldaros’ shoulder, looking at Gandr as if he were nothing much.

Just the sight of this pristine bird made Gandr hiss again, this time fiercer, his eyes glowed in anger, “Keep riding your high horse-Aurel.

Keep acting high and mighty!

It will only make my victory even sweeter when it happens!” “Still a dreamer, I see…” Aurel chuckled.

“Wake up, Gandr.

Step out of your fantasy and face reality.

Not once, in all the annals of time, have you triumphed over me-or anyone substantial, for that matter.

Isn’t it obvious already?

Your victory doesn’t exist within Yggdrasil’s weave, it doesn’t exist in all the records of destiny” HISS!!

Gandr hissed and like a ringing bell to start, Lucivar bent his knees preparing to dash.

Realizing what he was about to do, Sabrina quickly launched her hand to grab ahold of his hand.

It wasn’t an attempt to stop him but rather, an attempt to help him.

Despite his condition, Lucivar could feel the intense amount of ether inside of Sabrina.

Not wasting a single precious second, he siphoned her ether-using his Greedy Grasp ability, charging his God strands to the full amount, twenty God strands.

As he obtained more of Loki’s Divine Blood, the amount of God strands he could contain also increased to twenty.

Moreover, with his Greedy Grasp ability reaching High-High Mortal mastery, this process was fast.

Lucivar charged his God strands in mere seconds before lunging at Caldaros.

He spread his wing and dashed straight at Caldaros, bringing with him pain and hatred.

In a flash, Gleipnir’s Echo flared brilliantly as Lucivar unleashed the Snare ability-the green essence he absorbed earlier, translated into 50 arcane points, also enhanced the Gleipnir’s Echo automatically, amplifying the strength of his Snare ability.

Crack!

From the ground erupted illusionary emerald chains, seething with ether.

All of them swiftly wrapped around Caldaros like venomous serpents, locking him in place.

Using this opportunity, the small window to make Caldaros eat the words he uttered earlier, Lucviar pulled his arm back-his muscles contracting as ten God strands infused into his fist.

His veins throbbed with raw power.

A single strand carried a powerful force, ten would be devastating.

Gritting his teeth, he swung-his punch roared forward like a malicious canon.

But as it was about to connect, Caldaros made his move.

A simple flex shattered the chains wrapping around him and with a nonchalant move, a casual slap, he easily parried Lucivar’s blow.

The sheer force of the punch tore past Caldaros, sending a powerful gale that whipped his hair, yet his expression remained composed.

Too composed, even.

It was as if Lucivar’s attack was nothing to him.

Before Lucivar could process his failure, Caldaros seized his head with a firm grip and slammed it into the cobblestone with brutal precision.

The ground cracked beneath the impact.

Lucivar’s head bounced before he crumpled.

Dizzy and stunned, Lucivar lay on the ground with his eyes wide open.

‘What happened?

Did I get slammed?’ His thoughts raced inside.

Pushing himself up from the ground, he writhed in pain, ‘Since when is he this strong?

Even with all of my power-up, the dungeon-and the prisoners, I still got overpowered?

He must have been hiding his real strength!’ As that thought came to mind, Lucivar recalled the attack Caldaros charged in front of the dungeon.

It was his signature ability.

Lucivar thought that was his strongest attack-the ether that gathered on Caldaros’ sword back then was immense but it wasn’t to the point where Lucivar found it unbelievable.

Now he realized that the signature ability came from him as a Vampire Hybrid.

In contrast, the one Caldaros was using now was all the power of Sunna’s Avatar.

He was hiding Sunna’s power by only using his Vampire Hybrid’s abilities until now.

Tap!

Just then, however, Lucivar’s eyes snapped open as he felt Caldaros’ foot grind into his head, forcing him into a humiliating, prostrating position.

“Don’t be so hasty,” Caldaros said, his tone dripping with mockery and disdain.

“There are plenty of witnesses here.

Unlike you, I value my reputation.

Destroying the city accidentally through our fight wouldn’t be a good look for me” “Besides, you wouldn’t want your defeat to unfold in front of an audience, would you?” He asked.

Fury flared in Lucivar’s chest.

However, just as he gritted his teeth against the humiliation, a dark energy trail slithered toward him.

Realizing what the dark trail was, Lucivar’s eyes flickered as he siphoned more ether from Sabrina, obtaining three more God strands in the blink of an eye before he vanished.

Caldaros raised an eyebrow when he saw this.

He glanced over his shoulder and noticed Lucivar reappearing from his shadow, fist cocked to strike.

Knowing that ten God strands weren’t enough, Lucivar used all thirteen God strands he had left as well as activating his Fang of Ankh tattoo.

Since the Fang of Ankh could enhance any item he considered a weapon, he wanted to enhance his fist.

Yet as he moved, confusion struck-his Fang of Ankh tattoo remained dormant.

No bronze goo materialized, coated, and gave his fist, heat.

In that moment of confusion, a gust of powerful wind exploded, hurling Lucivar backward.

Rolling to a halt, Lucivar raised his gaze, and his frown deepened.

Caldaros stood tall as two golden wings, majestic and vast, stretched from his back.

Each feather radiated light and each was branded with a heavenly rune taking the shape of the sun.

It was Sunna’s Heavenly Rune, the Celestial Sun Rune.

“As expected, you already made your move on me-way before I realized,” Caldaros suddenly said.

He looked down at his calf and saw a mark shaped like an eye made of three strokes, it was Lucivar’s Soul Warden spell.

Back when he encountered and encountered Caldaros for the first time, the vision of hatred hurt him.

It brought him to his knees, blood burst out from his lip.

At that moment, he used Caldaros’ leg for support.

Though it seemed an insignificant act, Lucivar was marking him with the Soul Warden spell instead.

The blood and pain weren’t from the vision of hatred but from the spell itself.

His inexperience in using the spell made it recoil, wounding him in the process.

Lucivar did that to anticipate when Caldaros was going to bore killing intent towards him-and struck when it was the least expected.

But that plan came to ruin, Caldaros didn’t even leak a sliver of killing intent, he didn’t want to kill him, that is until now.

Realizing what Lucivar was, Caldaros’ demeanor instantly changed.

He was worried and wanted to warn Lucivar of the danger if he tried to tackle the blue dungeon earlier.

But now, that worry turned into killing intent.

Just like what Gandr said, the moment Caldaros knew that he was Loki’s avatar, even someone like him who was supposed to be an avatar of a ‘righteous’ Goddess turned for the worst.

The change happened so fast that Lucivar didn’t expect this encounter to result in a fight this quickly.

Smirking lightly, Caldaros reached for his calf as his hand glowed with brilliant gold ether.

Unexpectedly, he could grab ahold of the Soul Warden spell mark and rip it.

Once the mark was dispersed, Lucivar instantly felt the disconnection.

‘Never mind that,’ He pondered as he tried to activate the Triune Scarab ability that he obtained from Sutekh.

However, the same as the Fang of Ankh, the ability couldn’t be activated.

‘Just what is going on?!

If I use those two things, I would be able to fare well against this fucker.

Why can’t I use them?!’ Lucivar was frustrated.

He could fight back better if he used those two things but he couldn’t.

“Remember this,” Caldaros’ voice pierced through the silence as he turned around and spread his arms to the side.

“As long as night turns into day, as long as my sun is still shining, you and your filthy God will never defeat me for I am and will ever be… your demise”