Ascension of the Dark Seraph - Chapter 315

Chapter 315: Reaching the Limit

18+ Warning!

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Lucivar was now showering after beating Sirrush to a pulp.

He never had a problem with Gandr and Sha, but Sirrush was another thing entirely.

Despite taking in the appearance of a flying dragon, he preferred swimming over soaring through the skies, and while he could have returned to the Primordial Sea and swum there, he liked pestering Lucivar far too much, and this kind of incident has been becoming more and more frequent.

In the end, Lucivar could only blame Tamtu for spoiling her children.

Pssh!

Inside the bathroom, steam curled, thick and humid, clinging to Lucivar’s skin, as he braced himself against the tiled wall behind him. His breath came in low, tattered moans, teeth gritting hard against the pleasure coiling tight in his gut.

Above, the shower’s relentless spray pounded down on him, water sluicing over the hard lines of his body.

But it did nothing to cool the incredible heat Ravenna stoked in him.

“Ravenna, we can’t do this now.” Lucivar panted, looking down at Ravenna, kneeling before him with his erect shaft wrapped around her hands. “Nerissa is outside, and could wake up at any moment now. More importantly, Angel is waiting downstairs.”

As opposed to answering, Ravenna smiled cheekily, her crimson eyes gleaming with wicked amusement.

Her tongue traced a slow, torturous path along his cockstand.

Lucivar’s hand suspended awkwardly above her, teetering between surrendering and pushing her away.

Had he known she would’ve slipped inside like this, he would’ve locked the door.

‘I really need to go down. Angel came here, so she must have something important.’

Sensing that Lucivar’s mind was occupied, somewhere else, Ravenna hummed against him—the steady vibration sent a jolt through his spine, forcing him to focus on the moment, on her. Once she got his attention again, she kept going.

Her hand and tongue movements erased everything inside Lucivar’s mind.

Ravenna had a way of making time irrelevant.

Deciding that there’s no use fighting back, he closed his eyes.

No use in resisting Ravenna, as she was persistent and will always get what she wants.

One would think he was enjoying the moment, but instead, he went into his Inner Chamber to pass the time.

Upon appearing inside the chamber, he could instantly feel the cold stillness of the place.

His gaze immediately landed on Loki’s statue, then shifted to Sutekh’s, and a heavy sigh slipped from his lips. Both statues were already filled with Divine Blood up to the third mark, the green and bronze liquid rising past their halfway point.

Killing Caldaros not only marks his triumph over a substantial opponent.

It also brought along huge rewards.

Divine Blood was the main thing he was expecting the most, as that’s what increases his power greatly, through achieving the next Divine Elevation. And as expected, he obtained the green, bronze, and purple spheres.

Defeating Caldaros involved manipulation, domination, and chaos.

So, the spheres he obtained were huge, the biggest ever since he became an avatar.

But something more happened that day.

…

Inside the dungeon, Lucivar was harvesting hearts.

Heart and Ovel were killed during the fight against Caldaros, and now, realizing how useful the monsters from the Labyrinth of the Arcane Menagerie are, he has to have more. To do that, he would need to harvest the hearts of the fallen participants.

So that he could sacrifice them to the Chaos Constellation of the Heart of Mischief Nakshatras.

Lucivar knelt down and studied Orivelle’s corpse.

She looked peaceful now—death has made her more graceful.

Reaching out with the dagger in his hand, he sliced open Orivelle’s chest and took out her heart.

Studying the heart in his hand, Lucivar smirked and burned it with nothing but his will.

Green flames engulfed the entire heart, causing him to become dizzy.

But unlike the first time he did this to summon Oval and Heart, the dizziness was a lot more bearable.

Perhaps he grew a tolerance, or he already became that much stronger.

Lucivar stood and stepped back, watching the space a few meters in front of him glow with an unnatural green light, one that exuded malice. He crossed his arms, watching as a portal door appeared and opened with an eerie, creaking sound.

It was exactly the same as he remembered.

However, a frown crept to his face when the door blitzed with sparks of green lightning.

Swoosh!

He raised his arm to cover his face as the energy it exuded rose substantially.

Before he could react, a massive shadow came out of the portal in a blur, soaring into the sky.

Lucivar tilted skyward.

Almost instantly, his eyes bulged with excitement, and his lips curled into an ecstatic smile.

A soft chuckle crept out of his lips as he couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

Above him was a massive creature, a bird that descended like a falling star.

Her wings unfurled with a deafening roar.

Green flames rippled along each feather, verdant and violent, a fire that devoured light itself. Every beat of her wings sent emerald embers scattering across the blackened sky, painting the heavens with ruinous beauty.

It was a creature that was born from the mixture of regal and destruction.

One look at this creature was enough for Lucivar to know that it was beyond Oval and Heart.

Perhaps, this green phoenix is closer to the Fool in power.

Before he could find out how strong this emerald phoenix was, Lucivar heard a whistling wind coming from the portal. He glanced over his shoulder and found three spheres, each brilliant with its unique color—flying in and crashing near him.

Lucivar turned around with wide-open eyes.

“Holy… How big is that? Isn’t that as big as a bus wheel?”

Smiling inwardly, he approached the spheres to store them inside his Inner Chamber.

However, as soon as he got close enough to touch the spheres, a dark strand suddenly burst from his chest, splitting into three, each threading itself into the Divine Blood spheres. Lucivar tilted his head, a clear sign of confusion flickering in his eyes.

It was then, without warning, that the spheres began to exude a sinister, dark aura.

One that Lucivar recognized almost instantly.

“It’s the same as that dark writing…”

Under his very eyes, he watched as the spheres swelled even more, gaining mass by the second.

Not only was it getting bigger, but the Divine Blood inside of it also grew thicker and stronger.

It lasted for a few seconds.

And once it ended, the three spheres were now at least twice the size of their original size.

Lucivar sucked in a cold breath, “What happened…?”

…

Right now, he should already be reaching the Third Divine Elevation.

But that didn’t happen.

Since the spheres were extremely big, especially the green one, they filled up the statues quickly, on top of making him stronger. Even when he was still halfway through the spheres, the level of Divine Blood within the statues was already a tad away from the Third Divine Elevation.

Lucivar expected another breakthrough.

Instead, the level of Divine Blood was stuck there.

No matter how much he absorbed the spheres, the Divine Blood level wasn’t increasing at all.

It couldn’t quite reach the Third Divine Elevation.

On top of that, he also felt an invisible weight pressing against him, the more he absorbed, which gradually made him worry. Not because it was painful or anything, but it brought dread to his heart. His guts told him to be careful.

Fearing that something would go wrong if he forced himself to reach the Third Divine Elevation.

Naturally, he tried asking Gandr, Sha, or even Sirrush—but none of them answered.

All of them avoided the question.

Lucicvar walked to his Supernatural Ego and placed his hand on its ethereal dark and light surface.

“Somehow, I know this has something to do with you, Seraphiel. Are you blocking my path again?”

He reached for his chest, feeling the lingering heaviness there.

It was a sinking sensation that made him feel like he was reaching his limit, somehow.

Clenching his jaw, his grip on the Supernatural Ego’s surface tightened—his fingers digging into it.

“If you are, tell me right now.”

“You don’t like me getting along with the Gods. I’m sure this is your doing.”

Nobody answered him even after waiting for a moment.

Lucivar could only sigh.

But out of nowhere, a sense of urgency gripped him as he immediately exited the Inner Chamber.

Opening his eyes again, he was immediately assaulted by intense pleasure.

Ravenna was still going, expertly pushing him to his limit.

Two swallows deep, Lucivar’s shaft squirmed inside Ravenna’s mouth.

She quickened her pace—her lips sealing around him harder.

Feeling the climb of climax, Lucivar held down Ravenna’s head, fingers gripping her damp black hair, keeping his throbbing arousal deep inside her mouth with a merciless press of dominance, while his head thudded back against the wall.

A groan tore from his throat as he released what was left inside of him.

As he panted and looked down, his vision was blurred by the water, but he could still see her.

See Ravenna—those knowing eyes along with the smirk playing at the corners of her mouth.

Ravenna took it slow, savoring, ignoring the impatience clearly etched on his face.

“That’s the third time… That should put your mind at ease enough.” Lucivar pulled out his shaft slowly.

A shiver ran down his spine when everything was out.

“I wouldn’t even be able to get it up even if I wanted to.” He assured.

Seductively, Ravenna swallowed down his white seed while maintaining eye contact.

She even opened her mouth again, as if to show proof of it to him.

“I know you, Lucivar, you won’t fool anyone here. You can easily go for three more rounds,” Ravenna stood up and pressed her plump body against his. “You dared sneak and sleep with her before the tournament when you can easily call for me since I’m only a block away. I have to get you back. After all, you’re a God, you should choose only those who are on your level to sleep with. Like me.”

“Half-God, not a God. At least not yet. Even so, we really should talk about some damn privacy.”

“Privacy? What’s that?”

Lucivar shook his head and immediately continued showering.

He was already late.

Once he finished showering, he ran out of the room without even saying goodbye.

Brak!

Not even thinking about other people, he slammed the door open, startling the others in the corridor.

Since he made the academy famous, he was now placed in the best suite of the student dormitory.

Everything here was clean and polished.

Ignoring the gazes he was receiving, he sprinted down the staircase, heading for the lobby.

‘Now, it’s time for us to go on the offensive. Three more avatars to go!’