Ascension of the Dark Seraph - Chapter 63

Chapter 63: A Royal Chapter 63: A Royal A neophyte-rank hybrid and an acolyte-rank hybrid are incomparable.

And that didn’t stop at only having more ether and having a physically stronger physique.

It was mainly because the latter had developed a unique feature of their bloodline.

For instance, the Vampire Hybrids, when they reached the acolyte-rank would develop their very first vampiric features.

It could vary from having their fangs longer-developing vicious claws, or even blood eyes.

Each feature would give the hybrid different abilities and talents.

Ravenna had red whiskers and red eyes, those are the unique features of her bloodline.

Because of that, acolyte-rank hybrids are far stronger than neophyte-rank hybrids.

On the other hand, Lucivar was a unique case.

He began developing his angelic wing, even before he reached the Acolyte-rank realm.

Despite that, he was still weaker than acolyte-rank hybrids.

His only comparable aspect was his strength.

Just like Sabrina said, other than his strength, he was outclassed by an acolyte-rank hybrid.

Namira has developed the body of a Banshee upon achieving the Acolyte rank.

It was probably one of the strongest features of a Banshee.

Lucivar wrecked his brain in the face of death, he was still trying to find a way out of this.

As Namira approached, she stopped and stumbled a bit.

She grabbed her head feeling her eyes begin to blur, and she was struck by drowsiness.

Looking at her hand through a blurred optic, she frowned, ‘It’s the syringe…

I need to keep on circulating my ether, so that I don’t pass out.

No problem, I certainly could kill him before I am overwhelmed by it’ Despite trying to keep composed, the sustenance injected into her seemed to be a sedative.

It made her drowsy and sluggish.

Just as she was distracted, Lucivar tried to trip her but this time, she was ready.

Namira lifted her leg to avoid the sweep and stomped Lucivar’s ankle.

She stomped his ankle so hard that a sickening crack echoed.

“Krarghk!!” Lucivar’s bones were crushed from that.

An Acolyte-rank Hybrid’s reaction time was extremely quick, and that shows.

Giving Lucivar a mocking, and condescending gaze, Namira shifted her attention to the wing protruding out of Lucivar’s back and smiled, “I am always jealous-of this wing of yours.

I am going to take it as a trophy, alright?” Upon saying that, Namira grinned evilly.

She grabbed ahold of Lucivar’s robust, emerald wing and gripped it tightly.

As the wing was sensitive, Lucivar immediately grabbed ahold of her arms.

He was trying to stop her but he had no power in his grip.

Even though Lucivar still had five strands to help him, he was hesitant to use it.

Krrk!

“Grrhkk!!”  Using ether, Namira tightened her grip with the full intention of ripping Lucivar’s wing off.

Her fingers dug deep into the feathers, drawing blood that stained the emerald color.

But as she did that, she caught sight of an energy seeping out of the wing.

Feeling the threat coming from it, she couldn’t help but frown.

In the next second, Namira was blasted.  Green energy shot out from the wing and sent her stumbling backward hard.

Despite having a firm foothold and being ready for the blast, she lost to the blasting force.

She looked back at Lucivar in surprise, wondering what that was.

However, Namira was certain that Lucivar didn’t do that.

She didn’t sense him channeling his ether to make that attack, at least it was not-an ability that he consciously did.

Something else reacted and pushed her back-the energy inside of Lucivar moved on its own as if it were sentient.

Seeing this, Lucivar’s eyes mildly widened.

He saw what happened and noticed something crucial.

Even though this was the first time someone touched his wing and stimulated a reaction like this, the blowback wasn’t strong.

Its pushing force wasn’t anything surprising, for a four-star Neophyte Hybrid.

In fact, it was meager.

But Namira was pushed hard as if the blow was coming from someone around her strength.

Additionally, her ghostly skin gleamed, and a look of pain crossed her face.

It was brief but caught his attention.

Such a sight plastered a grin on Lucivar’s face.

Angered at Lucivar’s grin despite his situation, Namira approached him with stomping steps.

Fury could be seen blazing in her eyes.

Using another of her abilities, she created a sword made entirely of white ether.

It was translucent and extremely sharp.

Even its tip-which was dragged across the ground cut through the floor tiles easily.

Leaving behind a straight trail following Namira’s steps.

“Do you think this is funny?” She said angrily.

“Fine, I’ll take it from your dead body then!” Just as she neared Lucivar, she saw him raising his index finger and pointing it at her.

Lucivar’s ether could be seen flowing onto the tip of his finger.

He was casting an ability.

Despite that, Namira stood strong knowing that the difference between them was vast.

“That was a mistake…

aiming for my wing was a mistake” “Yeah?

And what are you going to do about it?” Not even pulling back anything, the ether gathering on the tip-of his index finger, suddenly swelled rapidly.

It reached to the point that Namira felt a threat coming from it, Lucivar used every single strand of versatile energy in his belt.

He used all five strands he had in reserve.

“I’m glad you asked…

this is what I’m going to do.

Radiant Burst!” Upon chanting the ability, Namira looked down at her chest and saw a swirl of ether there.

Sensing the danger, she lifted her sword to block the swirl of ether.

But as the swirl exploded with force, her eyes completely widened when her ether sword shattered into a million fragments alongside her entire right arm that turned into a mist of blood, spraying across the room.

‘What happened…?’ She pondered, feeling a burn assaulting the right side of her body.

Namira glanced to her right and saw her sword and arm were gone.

‘Did my sword get shattered and my arm got severed?!’ ‘How…?

He’s a Neophyte-rank Hybrid, how could his ability be this strong?’ Even though she sensed the danger, she underestimated Lucivar’s ability.

But then again, this is a freak accident, no Neophyte-rank Hybrid could be this strong.

Lucivar grabbed a steel leg of the bed to his side, ripped it, and quickly moved.

He dashed forward, capitalizing on Namira’s shock to close the distance before he stabbed the sharp end of the steel leg, below Namira’s chin.

It pierced her tongue, and continued all the way to the roof of her mouth.

Despite moving with one leg, he was still fast enough.

As he did that, Lucivar gazed directly into Namira’s eyes, chuckling like a madman.

“Your bloodline made you untouchable from physical attacks but makes you weak against ether-based attacks, am I right?” He asked, the blowback earlier-exposed this particular weakness.

“Touching my wing is a mistake, and now I’ll be taking your head as a trophy!” Upon hearing this, Namira teared up as the pain was overwhelming.

It was indeed her weakness.

She is untouchable against those-who rely on physical attacks but with her ghostly skin- she became more vulnerable against energy attacks.

But she never expected Lucivar to be strong enough to hurt, a four-star Acolyte-rank Hybrid.

Not giving any mercy, Lucivar put more strength to rip her head off of her body.

Even then, Namira’s eyes still burned with life.

Knowing that she would probably die from this attack-she quickly garnered all ether in her reserve and summoned another ether sword.

Seeing this, Lucivar panicked inside and used more strength.

He needed to sever her head before she was able to stab him.

‘I don’t think I can!

She’s going to stab me too!’ Lucivar exclaimed inwardly.

Despite the skin around her neck being pulled and torn, he still needs more time to finish her.

Clearly, this was going to be a death struggle-which one of them would death take first.

Even Namira smirked or at least tried to smirk at this realization.

If she managed to stab him, she would’ve no problem slicing him into two pieces.

Suddenly, two hands grabbed Namira’s head and chin from behind.

Sabrina came out of nowhere from behind but her appearance shocked Lucivar to his core.

Not even giving Namira time to react, Sabrina bit her throat savagely and twisted her neck.

Coupled with Sabrina’s help, Namira’s head was severed completely.

Blood spurted out from her headless body like a fountain, drenching both Lucivar-and also Sabrina with its crimson tint.

Lucivar fell backward but his eyes were still fixed on Sabrina in front of him.

She was facing away, trying to hide her face.

“Sabrina…?” Hearing her name being called, Sabrina dropped Namira’s head and wiped her mouth.

Despite her hesitance, she turned to face Lucivar.

It was only then that Lucivar gasped, Sabrina’s appearance underwent a mild transformation.

Her white with a tinge of pink hair was now pinkish in color, and the same goes for her eyes.

Additionally, her fangs were longer, and she looked more beautiful than before.

Not that any changes in her face made her more beautiful than before, it was hard to fittingly pinpoint exactly but if Lucivar could guess, her cheeks flushed deeper, her lips took on a soft light hue, and her lashes lengthened.

But the most noticeable was the air around her, which felt different.

It enhanced her beauty in an almost ethereal way.

Namira’s blood drizzled down, from the corner of her mouth-and when the droplet fell from the edge of her chin Lucivar snapped out of his daze, “What are you?

Are you a Vampire?

Or what…?” Just then, Lucivar’s eyes were pulled downward at something bulging from her clothes.

From her bottom to be exact.

He couldn’t really tell but the outline seemed to be a heart-shape.

Lucivar’s eyes narrowed before he came to realize from the outline that it was a tail.

A tail that ended with a heart shape.

Only then did Lucivar’s eyes widen in the realization of what Sabrina’s bloodline was.

“Don’t tell me…

You’re a Demon, a Succubus?!” “Ah, you got me,” Sabrina put out her tongue and scratched the back of her head.

She was actually a maid with a Succubus bloodline.

“Master Tobias told me to keep my bloodline a secret, but I couldn’t let you die either so here we are,” She said, wiping the stain of blood on her mouth she missed before.

“Now you know my secret,” Upon hearing this, Lucivar’s mind clicked.

‘No wonder she was masturbating back then, she must’ve been easily frustrated’ Recalling their first encounter, it made sense now.

Sabrina was cramped as a maid with no men in the house, she must be really frustrated.

“Hold on, a Demon has an evil alignment.

But I sensed nothing from you,” Lucivar stated.

Just like an Angel Hybrid that has a tendency to do good, a Demon is the opposite.

All of them has the tendency to do evil but Sabrina didn’t seem to have that alignment.

She could be hiding it but that would require immense willpower.

Since Sabrina was masturbating back then, she didn’t have that strong of willpower.

Due to that, Lucivar doubted whether Sabrina was actually a Succubus Hybrid.

Finding that Lucivar was quite sharp, Sabrina pondered for a second in hesitation before she eventually decided to be truthful.

Lucivar was her master now, after all, “I have a named ego, I’m a royal.

I have no problem suppressing my evil alignment” “You’re a WHAT?!”