Ascension of the Dark Seraph - Chapter 218

Chapter 218: The Ultimate Plan (1) Chapter 218: The Ultimate Plan (1) At Lucivar’s words, the world around her began to buzz and blur.

She was clearly taken aback and her mind was thrown back into the past.

Flashes of specific moments crossed her mind.

… “Hey, are you okay?

What happened to you?!” Thalia was holding a short-haired young man-who was foaming from the mouth.

She was at a lavish party, wanting to take some fresh air outside but saw this man on the ground.

Noticing the man was passing out, Thalia quickly stood up to search for help.

As she reached for the door, she bumped into someone-it was Callista.

“Mom!” Thalia exclaimed before pointing at the young man.

“We need to call for help!

He’s dying!” Upon hearing this, Callista glanced at the young man and instantly recognized him.

Suddenly, she grabbed Thalia’s wrist and pulled her away, getting as far away from the room as possible, “Come with me, there’s nothing we can do,” She whispered.

“Don’t try and be a hero, he’s most likely overdosed from consuming something” Not expecting this reaction, Thalia was confused along the way.

It didn’t take long before the two were outside the mansion.

Callista brought her to a secluded place.

Once nobody was around, she stopped and turned to face Thalia, “Listen to me, you and me are the only ones who saw him.

If we tried to act righteous and call for help, we’d be the first ones to be suspected.

It is not good for our family’s reputation.

If anyone asked, tell them you don’t know anything” Thalia couldn’t properly hear what her mother was saying.

She was still stunned that her mother brought her away and left that person to die.

“Do you understand?” Callista shook her body, forcing her to focus.

Reluctantly, Thalia nodded her head.

A day after the first incident when Lucivar started the problem between him and the family.

“Mom… Why didn’t you treat him better?” Thalia asked meekly.

“He saved my life” “Do I need to grovel at him?” Callista shot back, casting a warning glance at her youngest daughter.

“A lot of people are there, I can’t possibly value a nobody like him even though he saved your life.

Where do you think my face would be if everyone knew I couldn’t protect my own daughters?” “But still, he saved my life…” Thalia wanted to argue but her voice was lighter than she wanted.

Not wanting to hear her complain, Callista stood up abruptly and waved her hand dismissively.

“Stop arguing with me, I’m your mother,” She said before storming out to leave.

… Consistently, Callista has shown that she was valuing her reputation more than anything.

Deep down, Thalia knew about it but she didn’t want to admit it.

Now that her life was really going to be on the line as well as the push from Lucivar’s words, she began to really question whether Callista would choose her life rather than seeking vengeance to maintain her reputation.

‘Did Elira still believe in mom?’ Thalia glanced at Elira with a troubled gaze.

‘Is she fine with this?’ Sensing her gaze, Elira turned towards her.

As if she knew what was inside Thalia’s mind, she gave an encouraging nod.

“So, what’s your answer, Thalia?” Lucivar pressured further, casting a daunting smile at her-as if he was testing her.

“I saved you once from an assassin, in case you forgot, and I even dated you for a day.

Or… Did my betrayal sting too much?” Hearing this, Thalia bit her lower lip-it was clear that Lucivar was teasing her.

“Asshole…” She whispered lightly.

“Fine, I’m also willing” Lucivar leaned his ear forward, “What’s that?

I can’t really hear you.

Speak up” “I said I’m also willing!” Thalia repeated with more fervor.

As soon as she said that Lucivar grinned-showcasing rows of white teeth before he extended his hands.

Both Thalia and Elira grabbed his hand, expecting him to use this Binding Wind ability of his that would somehow bind them to Callista.

It was such a bizarre ability, especially considering that Lucivar was a Harpy Hybrid.

Though from what Elira had seen that night, she was skeptical that Lucivar was a Harpy Hybrid.

“Done,” Lucivar nodded, pulling back his hands again.

“It’s done?” Elira frowned-she didn’t feel any ether coming from Lucivar.

“Really?” “Yep, I’m way stronger than you two so you can’t feel my ether anymore,” Lucivar answered laxly.

Of course, what he does is always not what it seems.

It was a part of an elaborate plan, one that would change the twin’s entire lives.

Binding Wind ability?

It was nothing more than a pseudonym for his Fool’s Trick ability.

“As long as Callista didn’t outright kill me, both of you will be fine,” He assured further.

Naturally, the twin could only nod their heads-uncertain whether they had made the right decision.

Just then, as the weight of their decisions was still mildly settling on them, Lucivar raised his gaze and saw multiple pairs of glowing yellow eyes appearing from the darkness.

Seeing these predators, a smirk crept to his lips, “Seems like we got company…” Almost instantly, Elira and Thalia snapped around and saw the same scene.

Unconsciously, the two sucked in a cold breath as they could tell exactly who they were dealing with.

“Did we get followed?!” Thalia exclaimed, realizing that it was the Crimson Wolf Clan.

Elira’s eyebrows dipped, “No, that can’t be.

I really made sure nobody was following us!” “Relax…” Lucivar suddenly said as he grabbed hold of their nape with his hands.

“I called them here” Hearing this, the twin’s hearts skipped a beat.

“Lucivar, you damn bastard!” Thalia exclaimed, trying to break free from his grip.

“You set us up!” Despite wanting to retaliate, channeling her ether to enhance her physique-she came to realize that her ether was drying up rapidly.

Gradually-she was losing strength.

It was only then she realized Lucivar was draining her ether.

On the other side, Elira also initially retaliated but she stopped.

Instead of retaliating, she reached her hand to grab Thalia’s hand.

Feeling this, Thalia glanced over to her and saw that she was oddly calm in this situation.

Of course, there was still panic in her eyes but there was also calmness in them.

Lucivar let go of the twin once their ether was completely drained-from his Greedy Grasp ability, and then he stepped forward, facing at least a dozen Hybrids that were lurking in the dark.

He faced the pale crimson pair of eyes that emanated the strongest aura.

“I was expecting to meet with Ragnar again,” He said as he stepped forward.

Hearing this, the pair of crimson eyes stepped forward and revealed himself to be an old man.

He was the old man who teleported Lucivar back then, the one who accompanied Ragnar.

“I’m the one in charge of picking them up, is there any reason you want Young Master Ragnar to be here?” the old man asked, squinted his cloudy eyes.

He paused for a good moment, letting his words hang in the air before turning his focus on the twin.

“You’re quite capable kid, to drain them of strength like it was nothing.

Is this really the power of a Harpy Hybrid?” A chuckle escaped Lucivar’s lips when he heard this.

“I’m not a Harpy Hybrid,” He answered before his smirk stretched further.

“But you already know that” Hearing this, the old man scoffed before attempting to walk past Lucivar.

But Lucivar stopped him by grabbing his arm, “I got what you wanted but I’m not doing it for free” “Once we manage to secure Elira, we’ll grant anything you want,” the old man replied and freed his arm from Lucivar’s grip with a forceful pull.

“Only then will you demand anything from us.

Patience, you’ll get what you wanted” As the old man was about to walk again, Lucivar stopped him again.

Being stopped for the second time, the old man began to run out of patience.

His hot breath came out of his nose like a raging bull and his eyes flickered with a predatory glint.

“Come on,” Lucivar slurred, glancing at the old man, with a fearless smirk.

“At least listen to my request.

The sooner you listen to what I wanted, the sooner you’ll take those two out of here.

I promise.

I won’t go back on my words” Slapping his hand away, the old man turned towards Lucivar, “Fine, be quick” “Great!” Lucivar clapped.

In a relaxed manner, he leaned forward and whispered, “I want…” As the old man was listening to what Lucivar had to say, his eyes darted to the stone pillar ahead.

He didn’t know if he saw it right or not but its shadow seemed to move a bit.

“I want…” Lucivar repeated before a dangerous air brewed around him.

“I want your eyes!” Splash!

For a second there, the old man was stunned as his mind was still trying to grasp the situation.

But then, when he felt an excruciating pain coming from his right eye-his mind clicked.

Lucivar tore his right eye from its socket, leaving a gaping, bloody void in its place.

Not stopping at doing only that, Lucivar channeled fifteen God strands into his leg and kicked the old man right on his stomach.

Once the kick connected, the raw sound of flesh echoed throughout the entire space as the old man was pushed back-creating trenches on the concrete ground along his path.

“Kid, what’s the meaning of this?!!” the old man growled with unbridled fury.

His entire body began to steam, transforming into something inhuman-a Werewolf in full form.

Sharp fangs, black furs, a muzzle, and layers of dense muscles.

“Oh, come on…” Lucivar shrugged his shoulders, tossing away the eyeball-as if it was nothing more than a piece of trash.

“You’re blind already, what’s so bad about taking your eye?

I mean, it’s nothing but decoration for you so it’s fine if I take one out.

On top of that-you are a Werewolf Hybrid, you’d grow it back” Upon hearing this, the old man was at a loss for words.

He wasn’t sure earlier but now he realized Lucivar had lost his mind already.

But then, as the old man’s regeneration worked and he was about to say something-he stopped.

“What’s this…?” the old man whispered in shock.

Noticing the confusion and shock on the old man’s face, Lucivar grinned, “Is there something wrong?” “What have you done to me?!” the old man roared, his voice was raw and murderous-as he came to realize that the regeneration from his bloodline couldn’t recover his right eye.

“You crazy, arrogant bastard!

What did you do?!” As soon as that question flew from the old man’s mouth, Lucivar revealed his secret.

Raising a hand, he commanded a gathering of light and darkness that swirled together, forming a new power that was beyond the normal ether.

His ether, which was normally golden was now turned into this black and white energy.

“Light and Dark attribute,” Lucivar said proudly.

“Pretty neat, huh?”