Ascension of the Dark Seraph - Chapter 223

Chapter 223: Cornered Dog (2) Chapter 223: Cornered Dog (2) Ragnar’s eyebrows dipped into an evident frown.

He couldn’t understand what Lucivar was thinking right now.

‘Kill me?’ Ragnar’s frown worsened-someone like Lucivar shouldn’t dare to do that lest risking the wrath of his father, he would undoubtedly die if he went through with this.

‘Is he insane?

Is he that tired of living?

Killing me would make father’s pack hunt me down, he wouldn’t dare…’ For the longest time, the sheer mention of his background was enough to handle all problems.

His father’s name alone would dissuade even the angriest Hybrids.

Other than other heirs of a powerful clan, Ragnar was basically untouchable.

But at this moment, roots of doubt bloomed inside him.

Lucivar was being serious, the sharp and cold gaze of his showed his intention clearly.

Unconsciously, Ragnar reached for his bleeding wound again-he began to really understand that the only way out of this was to fight, and the wound stimulated his adrenaline and activated his fight-or-flight instinct, the primal instinct to survive.

As Lucivar engaged in a face-off, his gaze narrowed as Ragnar’s aura heightened steadily.

He glanced upward to the gibbous moon and smiled, ‘He’s taking this seriously now’ Clearly, Ragnar was preparing for an actual fight by harnessing the moon’s power.

A unique innate ability that was exclusive to Werewolf Hybrids.

“Come,” Lucivar gestured with his hand, taunting Ragnar to attack.

“Let’s have a battle to the death” In response, Ragnar placed one foot forward and growled menacingly.

Boosted by the Berserker Rose and also the moon above, Ragnar was at his peak of power, displaying a power that managed to cross him through the Chrysalis rank.

Such a cross in realm almost never happened, at least in the normal world.

But this is as expected of someone with Ragnar’s background.

Swoosh!

Ragnar leaped forward, putting his entire strength to make an explosive move.

Sharper than a cleaving blade, he swung his claws but all he struck was an empty void.

Lucivar disappeared from his spot, vanishing like a shadow that caught Ragnar by surprise.

Feeling a cold, biting sensation-coming from his behind, Ragnar took another step forward to change his center of gravity and pivoted his torso.

Simultaneously, he raised his hand and blocked an attack in the nick of time.

“Soul Warden spell, the academy seems to value you,” Ragnar said with a guttural voice.

“You know your stuff,” Lucivar pleasantly nodded.

“As expected from someone like you,” Clang!

With a ferocious growl, Ragnar pushed Lucivar away and somersaulted backward.

In mid-air, his steel claws gleamed with a white glow before he swiped two times, slashing the air and sending two moonlight arcs that cut through the wind.

From the whistling sound these arcs made, Lucivar could tell that they were sharper than a blade.

Pointing his hand forward in an instant, he cast the Greedy Grasp ability.

Visibly, the two moonlight arcs weakened, the ether inside of them was sucked and converted into God strands by the Greedy Grasp ability.

Lucivar weakened them as much as he could before he chanted the Radiant Burst spell, charged with five God strands.

Splash!

Swoosh!

Lucivar managed to break one into shards but the other shot through the shards relentlessly.

Even though he wanted to use the Triune Scarab ability to amplify his strength before meeting this arc head-on, he had no time and could only clash against it with his raw strength.

Upon impact, Lucivar’s feet were knocked off the ground as he got pushed back a little.

‘It still has this much force even when it was already weakened?’ Lucivar thought in surprise.

He knew that Ragnar had crossed to the Chrysalis rank in his battle prowess.

But with the arc being weakened, he didn’t expect it to still pack a punch.

During that momentary stun, Ragnar with his flaming aura reached him in an instant.

By the time it took Lucivar to blink, he was already swiping his claws again.

At the last second, Lucivar’s wings twitched-and flapped, pulling him away from Ragnar’s attacking trajectory.

He missed and struck the concrete ground, cracking it as its fissure spread.

Raising his gaze, he didn’t let up this moment and kept the attacking momentum.

However, in that very second, he wasn’t able to move.

“Hmm?” Ragnar looked down and realized that he was restricted by gleaming emerald chains.

Somehow, these chains were able to wrap around his body in an instant.

“Oyy… that’s some serious attack sequence there,” Lucivar mumbled-as he landed on top of a street light, waving his hand that had turned numb from blocking the arc earlier “I thought you’re only a pampered brat but I was wrong.

I guess, even a dog would fight like an actual wolf when cornered” Upon hearing this, Ragnar’s expression darkened.

He has never been humiliated to this extent and he couldn’t take it anymore.

“Let me tell you something about fighting a Werewolf Hybrid,” In a vicious slowness, Ragnar tilted his head up, sending a death glare at Lucivar with his crimson eyes.

“It’s never a good idea to make them even angrier…” Lucivar tilted his head.

But in the next second, his eyes widened completely.

Clang!

In that instant, he saw the emerald chains shattered and Ragnar disappeared from his spot like a ghost.

Sensing danger coming from his side, Lucivar glanced to his side and realized that Ragnar was already right beside him, charging his claws with an overwhelming amount of ether.

With a rough grunt, Ragnar struck Lucivar with the full force of a Chrysalis-rank Hybrid.

It sent Lucivar crashing onto the concrete ground and bouncing before slamming into a car.

Naturally, the car’s security system rang, blaring beeping sound across the entire area.

Such a commotion caused some people who were near the area to come to see.

All of them were surprised to see a battle between Hybrids.

“Ah, you stupid idiot,” Lucivar climbed up, wiping the blood that drizzled down his cheeks-and also dusting off his clothes.

“Did you really need to hit me-that hard?

Now look at what you did.

Those people are going to call the association and that’ll be a problem for both of us” Upon hearing this, Ragnar raised an eyebrow.

He was confused.

For some reason, Lucivar doesn’t seem to have his heart in this battle.

“Didn’t you say you were going to kill me?” Ragnar asked as he tilted his head, blood still rushing from the adrenaline coursing in his veins.

“This is a fight to the death you said, so don’t blame me for going all out.

Come and fight me, don’t back out now!” “Stop playing defensive, you can’t kill me that way,” He added furiously.

But this made Lucivar smile and wave his hand.

“Hais~ What are you even saying?” Lucivar asked, tilting his head at Ragnar with feigned innocence.

Then, as if realization struck, he snapped his fingers, “Oh, that?

You mean earlier?

I was just messing around.

Come on, do you think I’d actually kill you?” He scoffed, a smirk tugging at his lips.

“I’m not stupid.

I have no interest in having your father hunt me down.” “Then why…?” Ragnar muttered, flabbergasted at the situation.

His confusion, however, made Lucivar laugh aloud.

Just then, Ragnar snapped his head around when the entire block began to tremble violently.

Not too far away, he sensed a devastating aura that was heading his way.

“Hahaha~!” Lucivar laughed harder, wiping the tears from his eyes as Ragnar turned to look at him in horror.

“You really are stupid.

I admit, I was going to beat you up if not for that Berserker Rose.

But I am not here to kill you regardless, I’m only stalling you” Upon hearing this, Ragnar’s feet turned cold.

All of his rage and influence from the Berserker Rose vanished for a moment.

He knew that he was tricked and there was nothing he could do.

It was already too late.

“Of course, I’m not willing to offend your father by killing or hurting you in any shape or form,” Lucivar said, confessing his real intention.

“But that doesn’t mean someone else wasn’t willing to do that.

If you ran away instead of fighting me, you could’ve escaped this situation” “I’m sorry, but you can’t escape now,” He added, smiling in ridicule.

Compared to outsmarting Leandra, outsmarting Ragnar is a lot easier-he’s all brawn and no brain.

Knowing that Lucivar had somehow managed to take down the old man, despite their disparity in power, he should have been more concerned about the possibility of a third party interfering rather than only focusing on Lucivar.

And given that he was well aware that Lucivar was not normal, he should’ve analyzed better.

It should’ve been strange that Lucivar was confronting him so boldly.

Lucivar wasn’t dumb.

He should’ve anticipated Ragnar having a trick up his sleeves that could pose a threat.

So Lucivar sprinting here recklessly was a logical fallacy.

Lest he was looking for trouble or to die.

But instead of focusing on those clues and errors, Ragnar thought that Lucivar was a secret powerhouse.

And that was the reason he missed the real powerhouse nearby.

Realizing the errors he made, that he fell to Lucivar’s ploy so easily, Ragnar gritted his teeth.

Rumble!

Then, the ground shook underneath him.

His expression turned pale when he felt a presence right above him.

Slowly looking skyward, Ragnar could feel a sense of fixed defeat when he saw Julian levitating in the sky with his arms crossed.

Despite his silhouetted form-due to the moon directly behind him, Ragnar could recognize him regardless.

Although Julian shouldn’t be in Sunhold City, he was now.

Both of his eyes were locking onto Julian so this was reality-Julian was really here.

“He played us…” Ragnar mumbled as his willpower to retaliate was drained entirely.

No chance that he could escape from Julian.

“Hey, took you long enough!” Lucivar shouted, pretending to be angry at the powerhouse.

“Are you going to take responsibility if the great savior of your precious daughters-got hurt?

You need to at the very least double whatever you’re going to offer me for being five minutes late” “It’s a troublesome one, he’s hard to kill like a cockroach,” Julian answered as he descended to the ground.

Earlier, he said that there was another protector nearby.

Unlike the old man, this one was hiding in the shadows and was stronger.

Since Julian couldn’t afford Drake to know about this before he was ready, he had to take this protector down before taking Ragnar.

Naturally, Lucivar offered to stall Ragnar to buy Julian time and that led to this moment.

Now that Julian was here, Lucivar sat down on the ground with a light grunt.

His body was a wreck due to the old man and also Ragnarr.

Once Julian averted his gaze away to focus on Ragnar, his body suddenly turned-into a gust of wind, and in the blink of an eye, he was already standing right in front of Ragnar, “You tried to play dirty by aiming for my daughters.

Now, let’s see if your father could handle it well if I use you,”