Ascension of the Dark Seraph - Chapter 56

Chapter 56: Reversing the Situation Chapter 56: Reversing the Situation All of the hunters took a step back unconsciously when they heard the voice, coming from inside the box.

It made them swallow hard-but in their minds, they were still thinking that they might’ve heard incorrectly.

It shouldn’t be possible.

Not even the seniors could endure the black box punishment.

“I thought you came to kill me, not tremble at the door” Once again, the voice taunted, confirming that the hunters’ hearing was completely fine.

Lucivar was indeed talking from inside the box.

Due to the hollowness of the box and the screams, he shouldn’t have heard them coming.

But he did.

“He’s bluffing!

Open the door and fucking kill him!!

Don’t you want to become students?!” Reaffirming their decision, the hunters went back to the door.

One of them was the guy who was wounded back in the inauguration, Dylan.

Dylan was the one holding the ring of keys and he was desperately trying to put the correct key into the keyhole, through his trembling hands.

He had the worst experience as a hunter, so he didn’t want to stay in this place any longer.

If he stayed any longer, he’ll lose his mind.

Just as he found the right key, however, his face was struck by a powerful force.

He got hit and thrown back when the steel door flew outward with a violent force as if it was blasted from the inside-splintered off its hinges-and thundering onto him.

Blane, looked at this with his eyes wide open.

It made his entire body stiff when he saw what had happened.

Pivoting back to the box, his breath was caught when he met a pair of glowing eyes.

Lucivar came out of the box, his steps were slow and deliberate.

As his face came into view, Blane felt his heart thumping uncontrollably inside his chest.

Unlike the usual face Lucivar used, a blend of a smile and also a weak character, he was now wearing a devious smile akin to the devil himself.

He rubbed his sore wrists-as he came out, leisurely glancing at the other hunters.

“Oh, there are some new faces here,” Lucivar muttered, looking straight at Dylan.

Dylan wasn’t a part of Blane’s group so this was a surprise.

“H- How did you…?” Blane was petrified.

He couldn’t comprehend how Lucivar could know they were coming to take him out-how he wasn’t affected by the black box-and also how he freed himself, from the cuffs.

It should be impossible.

Blane has never thought that it would end up like this.

Knowing what the black box was-he thought killing Lucivar would be as easy as stabbing a defenseless man, not like this.

Seeing the confusion that was palpable through Blane’s face, Lucivar smirked in satisfaction.

It was true that the handcuffs constrained his bloodline.

Normal Hybrids wouldn’t be able to get out of that.

But Lucivar was far from normal Hybrids, he had Divine Blood mixed in his blood.

Overpowering the handcuffs only needed a single strand of Loki’s power.

“Are we having a picnic here?

Or are we going to fight?” Lucivar taunted.

Upon hearing this, Blane’s expression soured.

“Attack him!

Kill him!” “Raarggh!!” Screaming, the other hunters raised their weapons and charged at Lucivar.

Being only a Neophyte-rank Hybrid, they had no abilities, all they could do was enhance their weapons with ether crudely.

Even that was sloppy, the ether, coating their blades wobbled in an unsteady manner, barely holding form.

Lucivar’s eyes fixed on the parts that could hurt him and moved accordingly.

He tilted his body, parried, and dodged the incoming attacks.

‘Noob…

Compared to Bakar and the others, these guys are lower than novices’ He thought.

No real intention behind their attacks and there were no follow-ups.

Missing a strike caused them to stumble, and Lucivar easily tripped them because of that.

Pointing at the fallen hunter, Lucivar channeled his ether.

His Supernatural Ego glowed with five corresponding points as he cast Radiant Burst.

Seeing this, the hunter looked down and saw a swirl of golden energy manifesting around his chest-and when it concentrated, an explosive force of energy, struck his chest, causing him to vomit a mouthful of blood.

It was akin to receiving a very hard direct blow to the chest.

Under the pain, the hunter curled on the ground.

“I’ll kill you bastard!” “Hyaah!” Lucivar turned and saw three more hunters raising their blades above their heads.

But the three received an uppercut, a knee-and a roundhouse kick in succession.

It throbbed their face but they stood up and swung their blades like a maniac.

On the other hand, Dylan was undecided.

He wanted to kill Lucivar, and secure his future but seeing the others-were utterly beaten in an underwhelming fashion as if Lucivar wasn’t trying, rooted him on his spot.

Questions upon questions appeared in his mind.

And yet there was one that was bugging his mind hard.

‘Why in the heck was he here…?

How did he not get accepted as a student?’ Considering his strength, Lucivar could easily become a student.

He was probably even stronger than most of the new students.

So the fact that he was here was confusing.

Just then, however, Dylan’s eyes rounded as he came to a realization.

Students were tasked to learn and grow strong under the supervision of the professors to be an asset to humanity.

Hunters, on the other hand-were tasked to tackle dungeons and keep the Crossers at bay.

Like military service, they are buying time for students to grow.

Because of that, new Hybrids aspire to become students but some seek to become Hunters instead.

It was because Hunters made direct contact with dungeons and in theory had more chances to obtain power crystals.

However, this kind of Hybrid was one that had absolute talent and confidence.

From Lucivar’s looks right now, he falls into that category.

“He is one of them…” Dylan muttered in shock.

As he came to that realization, Lucivar glanced and cast a smirk at him.

In the next second, Dylan’s entire form was suddenly gripped by a powerful force.

More than that, the sensation felt familiar to him.

Looking down, his shock deepened when he saw emerald chains wrapping around him.

It was the same emerald chains that pinned him at the inauguration.

“No way…

He- He’s the one who did it to me?!

Then that means the professor was right…” Realizing this fact, a wave of dread and fear gripped Dylan’s heart-he now understood just how dangerous Lucivar truly was.

Lucivar had used him to lure Fabio without hesitation and even managed to paint the professor as the villain in front of everyone.

Seeing the fear on Dylan’s face, Lucivar licked his lips in delight.

He took pleasure in such a sight.

“When on earth did he get like this?

He’s never like this” Blane mused.

Watching Lucivar take on three opponents at once-after forcing one to the ground in agony, Blane was left speechless.

Just days ago, he and the others had easily beaten Lucivar during sparring-he was completely a loser.

All he could do was endure and not fight back.

But now everything has changed.

Now that he was confronted with this scene, he realized Lucivar was hiding his strength.

He was holding back, in truth, he was a monster!

Everything happened in a blur after that-Lucivar and the others fought in the darkness-the sound of flesh and metals echoed inside this place.

It didn’t take long before Blane looked up and saw Lucivar was already standing in front of him.

Being stared by Lucivar’s golden eyes, filled with sadistic pleasure, a chill ran down his spine.

In a mere minute, the group of hunters were sprawled on the ground unconscious.

“You…

S- Stay away from me!” “Hmm?

You’re the one who wanted to get up close and personal earlier, where did all of that courage go?” “You can’t do anything to me!

You can’t!

Or you’ll suffer the consequences!” “Consequences?

Huh…” Upon hearing this, Lucivar turned his head left and right as if he were inspecting the room.

He then stared back at Blane with a devious smile.

“What consequences?

Do you see anyone here other than you?

No.

CCTVs…

all of them are out.

I won’t be responsible for everything that I was about to do to you because you are the one who prepared all of this…

and I trust you made sure there’s no loophole for your safety” Blane was the one who prepared this killing attempt.

Not only did he bring his friends to ensure the success of the attempt but he also cut off the power to make sure he did not leave a trace-Lucivar’s corpse-and the aftermath would be presumably handled by Professory Fury’s men.

However, now that it backfired, his safety net becomes Lucivar’s safety net.

As Blane gradually came to realize that, the color from his face began to disappear.

His lips were quivering as he slumped to the floor.

Lucivar had turned into a silhouette of black with golden eyes in his vision, towering like the shadow of his own death.

Even the smile on Lucivar’s face, stretched wider to the point-of making him look like the devil.

Blane’s eyes then caught sight of a dark ethereal being that manifested behind Lucivar.

A God-like figure with horned helmets, heightening Lucivar’s aura.

It was then Lucivar opened his mouth, and the figure mimicked his mouth’s movement.

“You came here boasting to kill me, but have you ever even killed someone before?” “Have you felt the sensation of killing before?” Shoved by the questions, Blane was stunned, he couldn’t answer or even mutter a word.

“No?

Well I have…

and killing you, I won’t lose sleep over it” Dylan who was still pinned down by the illusionary emerald chains watched from the side-as Lucivar grabbed the helpless Blane’s head with both hands, and began doing something that was hard to watch.

He sucked the ether from Blane’s body, absorbing it into his hands.

Even though it was hard to watch, Dylan found that he was incapable of averting away.

It enthralled him, the scene that is-Lucivar’s cruelty knows no bounds.

A young man in his twenties like him shouldn’t have that level of cruelty.

His was akin to an old monster that had lived for hundreds of years.

Soon enough, the ether flowing into Lucivar’s hands twisted into something far more sinister, some different and gnarly.

Moments later Blane went limp, his strength totally drained.

It was so limp and weak that the moment Lucivar let go, Blane crumpled to the ground like a lifeless puppet.

He fell to the floor with a thudding sound.

No resistance at all.

Just from the sight alone, Dylan gulped harshly.

‘Dead…

He killed Blane!’ He exclaimed inwardly.

Lucivar only knocked the others unconscious but he showed no mercy for Blane.

As soon as he thought of that, his heart skipped a beat when Lucivar turned towards him.