Ascension of the Dark Seraph - Chapter 275

Chapter 275: A Lot Stronger
Lucivar was not paying attention earlier.

It gave the Fire Wizard Hybrid the time to summon his biggest fireball and throw it at Lucivar.

His strongest attack.

But it was deflected back at him with ease.

A chill crawled up his spine.

He was at the top of his academy, looked up to by countless other students.

During most of his duels, he was able to dominate with his fire attribute—even at a time when he was facing other Chrysalis-rank Hybrids, he could still dominate. His normal fireballs were taken seriously by many, and yet, this time, his strongest fireball was easily deflected.

Just from this alone, he realized that he had no chance.

Swish!

In alert, he snapped his head left and right, realizing that it was raining feathers around him.

Pristine white feathers, and there are about ten of them surrounding him.

Each was charged with an immense amount of ether.

Something from the way these feathers descend to the ground in slow motion bothered him.

However, from the ether coming from these feathers, the Fire Wizard Hybrid knew what this was.

A Primeval Skill.

Focusing back on Lucivar—his breath was caught in his throat when Lucivar’s form melted into grains of sand and seeped into a feather. Gritting his teeth—the Fire Wizard Hybrid charged ahead, attempting to get out from this dome of feathers.

But, upon reaching the edge, he bumped into something hard.

His eyes widened when he saw an invisible dome of black sand, charged by the feathers’ ether become visible for a brief moment before turning invisible again. Clearly, he was trapped—and he needed to get out or else he’d be in trouble.

As he summoned another fireball, trying to blast a way open, he noticed something gleaming.

A feather to his left was gleaming, emanating more ether than the others.

Just then, his pupils dilated when he saw a flash of energy, taken the form of a brilliant light coming out of that feather, and went straight at him. It was too fast, too fast for him to even think of dodging. When he blinked, he suddenly felt a burning sting across his chest.

Blood splashed out as a perfect slashing cut crossed his chest.

It was steaming with invasive ether, causing pain that rapidly grew excruciating.

‘What in the…’ The Fire Wizard Hybrid was taken aback, but as he shifted his eyes to his side, he met Lucivar’s eyes. It was Lucivar who came out of the feather, ‘I knew that he was a Harpy Hybrid, but how can someone with a Harpy Hybrid be this strong?!’

Enraged, the Fire Wizard Hybrid hacked his hand at Lucivar, glazed with blazing fire.

But he struck nothing but air.

Lucivar already turned back into ether and went inside another feather.

Naturally, this was his new Primeval Skill—Protection of the Fragmented Desert.

“Arghh…!”

Another slash came from behind, leaving another bloody cut.

“Rrggh!”!

Then another.

“Fuck, this is not fair!!”

And another.

“Rraarggh!”

In an attempt to protect himself from more slashes coming from his blind spot, the Fire Wizard Hybrid unleashed a surge of fire that burned the air around him. It was so hot that the air around him distorted, showing that anyone who got close to him would be burned.

“Try attacking me now!” He laughed, looking around to find Lucivar. “Try me now!!”

Despite his taunt, Lucivar didn’t come out again.

He remained hidden within one of the descending feathers, seemingly afraid to attack again.

Gritting his teeth in pain, he took out a vial from his pocket and drank it in one go.

It was a healing elixir that would restore him to normal instantly.

‘Summoning that big fireball earlier took a lot of my ether,’ He thought inside—as he threw the vial to the side and wiped his lips. ‘Once I recovered from this, I’d blow up the ground and get out of here. It’s clear that I can’t beat him. I’ll focus on Caldaros.’

Just as he thought of that, however, he looked down with a frown.

He was focusing on the slashing wound on his arm, the most severe one.

In the span of fifteen seconds, Lucivar was able to strike ten times, leaving ten bleeding wounds.

And this one was the worst—the cut was so deep that blood couldn’t stop pouring out.

But what caught him off guard was the fact that the wound wasn’t healing—no, rather, every time the healing energy from the vial tried to close the wound, another reopened the wound. As opposed to giving him a way out through a recovery, the healing elixir made it worse.

Blood seeped out more from the constant struggle between the two energies.

‘Just what is happening here…?’ He gulped harshly.

It must be Lucivar, but a Harpy Hybrid shouldn’t be able to do something like this.

He knew about this. He had already read the Hybrid Association’s archive.

Suddenly, without any warning, Lucivar appeared like a ghost in front of him, catching him off guard.

For a second there, he was stunned, but he quickly recovered and attacked.

However, Lucivar was faster.

He reached out his hand and grabbed the Fire Wizard Hybrid by his throat, lifting him up with one hand.

“Krrhk!” The Fire Wizard Hybrid struggled to break free.

But it was futile.

Despite the raging fire—capable of burning even strong Chrysalis-rank Hybrids without exception, it didn’t work on Lucivar. He easily grabbed the Fire Wizard Hybrid’s neck, ignoring the fire that by now was supposed to cause his skin to bubble.

In retaliation, the Fire Wizard Hybrid tried to make the fire hotter.

Yet it had no effect on Lucivar.

Rather, he watched as he scorching fire became smaller and smaller.

It was absorbed by Lucivar’s hand as if his hand were a vacuum that could nullify any ability.

Even as he tried to punch Lucivar with a flaming fist, the fire died out pretty quickly.

Once his fist reached Lucivar’s face, the fire already died out.

Lucivar’s Greedy Grasp ability has evolved to a whole new level.

“Do you understand now?” Lucivar asked suddenly, tilting his head a little while maintaining firm, even dominating eye contact with the Fire Wizard Hybrid. His gaze was dripping with perverse satisfaction for the power he possessed. “It’s not that I underestimated you, I would never be that careless. I’m simply giving others the attention they deserve. And you… You’re too weak to be taken seriously.”

Upon hearing this, the Fire Wizard Hybrid was stunned, “I’m… too weak?”

Once the last strand of fire was absorbed, Lucivar let go of him.

The Fire Wizard Hybrid could feel that his ether was drained completely to the bottom, leaving him helpless.

As he lifted his gaze, his eyes widened when a fist was already heading straight for his face.

Bam!!

A solid punch landed squarely and sent him rolling across the ground.

Lucivar smirked as he dispersed the feathers around him and placed both hands on his waist.

‘Quite good,’ He nodded, finding his new Primeval skill exceeded his expectations. ‘It should be some sort of a defensive and support type of Primeval Skill—but Loki and Sutekh turned it into an offensive one. I appreciate it.’

The Protection of Fragmented Desert allows him to convert an attack into feathers.

Just like earlier—the fireball was deflected and turned into ten feathers, creating a dome that would trap the person who made the attack. Lucivar could come out from each of the feathers to attack. Basically, the dome was a kill zone.

Naturally, there was a limit as to how strong an attack it could endure.

But the fireball didn’t even reach close to the limit.

On top of that, Lucivar was also surprised by another thing.

Raising his hand, he summoned the Dark and Light attributes as a smile blossomed on his face.

‘Back then, all I cared about was how to use the Dark and Light attributes to counter those Werewolf Hybrids—their damn regeneration,’ He thought, eyes fixed on the harmonious swirl of opposing forces on his hand. ‘I never imagined I’d unconsciously master an ability, an original ability…’

Earlier, the Fire Wizard Hybrid’s wounds weren’t healing because of him.

Now that the Dark and Light attributes are more harmonious, thanks to his evolved Supernatural Ego, the ether pulses that his body was emanating weren’t only capable of stopping regeneration or healing, but could also worsen the wounds.

It required great focus and was within a limited range, but this was extremely useful.

Lucivar wasn’t complaining at all.

‘For now, I could only influence those who are under ten meters away from me, but with training—and Loki’s help, I can definitely increase that range,’ He nodded, dispersing his attributes. ‘Perhaps, I can even add more properties to this ability.’

His Light Attribute represents purity and healing, while his Dark Attribute represents curse power.

Because of his Light Attribute, he could influence healing properties with his Dark Attribute.

Perhaps, he could also infuse more curses into the ability to make anyone who got affected severely weakened. But that would be for another day, he couldn’t develop it right now, ‘But still, I wonder what name would fit this ability?’

Just as he thought of that, his eyes locked onto another participant not too far away from him.

He was standing still, horrified by the looks on his face.

From the flag that was strapped to his back, it was clear that he was a King.

“Give it to me,” Lucivar extended his hand demandingly. “Don’t make it difficult for yourself.”

Gulping harshly, the participant took off the flag and threw it near Lucivar.

“Good boy,” Lucivar smirked and grabbed the flag.

As soon as he did it, the flag vanishes from his hand, dissolved into energy before disappearing.

Then, he turned around and saw that Mirel was checking out the flag on his back.

Earlier, two kingdoms attacked them—Lucivar handled the one coming from the left, and Caldaros handled the one coming from the right. Mirel didn’t need to do anything, he was the King, and nobody was able to go through Lucivar and Caldaros to reach him.

“Oh, we got one royal decree,” Mirel commented.

He saw a glowing blue light appearing at the base of the handle.

Just then, another glowing blue light appeared, the second royal decree.

Lucivar and Mirel turned to the other side and found Caldaros already finishing up with his side.

Two of the participants were on the ground, beaten up and groaning in pain.

“Should I ask who these people are?” Lucivar crossed his arms. “We can at least know that much.”

“No, but thank you for helping out,” Caldaros answered with a condescending tone.

Realizing that the two were about to fight again, Mirel quickly stepped between them to ease the tension.

“No more,” He exhaled roughly. “We’re behind now, thanks to your little stunt, Caldaros. At least, before more fights, we should reach the third checkpoint. At least then, the remaining kingdoms are worth it for us to defeat.”

“Hmph, fine.” Caldaros turned away.

“I abide by the King,” Lucivar answered, bowing playfully.

Mirel smiled acutely, seeing that there was no chemistry between the two.

‘How do we go through this as a team…?’