Ascension of the Dark Seraph - Chapter 78

Chapter 78: Fighting Fiercely Chapter 78: Fighting Fiercely Lucivar and the other hunters on the bus got down and stretched their limbs.

It had been a long journey to get here, their bodies were sore from the long hours of sitting.

Glancing to the front of the bus-Lucivar found that it was the end of the pavement road into rough dirt.

Checking the map on the tablet computer he was given before their departure, he saw that they would need to walk a couple more miles to reach Veloria City.

It was even worse than Bakar’s party which only needed to go for a mile or two.

Upon taking their bags and gear in the trunk, the two groups were ready to continue.

“I’ll be waiting and protecting the bus.

Come straight back when the dungeon is successfully closed.

Accept no hospitality from the people, all of you came here to deal with the dungeon-nothing more, nothing less,” the driver reminded while lighting up a cigarette.

Even though the driver looked ordinary appearance-wise, he could handle himself.

His task was to protect the bus from bandits or anyone who wanted to steal it.

Conditions in slave cities were way worse.

Desperation thrived in most of the slave cities so bandits are commonplace here.

Nodding in understanding, the groups entered the forest.

Since it was already getting dark-the academy hunters grabbed their flashlights and rushed through the forest, wanting to reach their designated cities before it got too late.

Bakar along with his group would be able to reach their city quickly.

But Lucvar’s group, on the other hand, not so much.

It has been around half an hour of walking through the ascending slope of the forest.

Bakar’s group led the way.

And through the rows of people, Lucivar could see Bakar stealing glances at him.

Clearly, he wanted the second session to happen as soon as possible.

“Let’s take a ten-minute break, be mindful of the others!” Out of nowhere, Bakar declared, looking through the crowd and at two figures at the back.

It was the two Hybrids, the ones Lucivar pulled to his group, Felix and Nolan.

Realizing that they were being a burden, the two smiled apologetically.

“I’m sorry, it has been some time since I walked this much” “Me too…” Despite the others’ reluctance, Bakar was their leader so they had no choice.

Lucivar also said the same thing and told his group to take a break too.

Being considerate, Mirel fired a lightning strike at two spots, creating a bonfire for the groups to gather around and block the breezing cold wind of the forest.

As the groups settled, Bakar shot Lucivar a glance before he went into the woods, separating from the others.

Since Leandra was right beside Lucivar, she saw this gesture.

“Are you going to follow him?” “Maybe later.

For now, I want to show you my new Diamond-class spell.

Want to see it?” “You want to show it to me…?” Leandra was slightly surprised by this offer, prompting a confused look on her face.

“Yeah, is there a problem with that?” “No, there’s no problem with that.

Show it to me” Upon hearing this, Leandra plucked her hair behind her ears, slightly blushing.

“What should I do?” “Give me your hand, the shape of the mark is quite cool so I’m going to make it on-” As Lucivar chanted the Soul Warden spell, Mirel, curious, joined in.

“Don’t always leave me out!

Instead of Leandra, make the mark on me first!” “Fine…” “What is the mark for anyway?

Is it a boosting spell?” “Not really, it’s more lie-” About five minutes later, both Leandra and Mirel looked at the mark branded on them.

It was the sigil of the Soul Warden spell that took the shape of an eye made of three lines.

Even though golden light carved it initially, the sigil’s end result was black in color.

“So this is a diamond-class spell?

It doesn’t feel powerful” “Pain-wise, it felt like a sting.

What does this do?” Just as the two were marveling at the sigil, Lucivar covered his mouth and coughed blood.

Both Mirel-and Leandra turned towards him in concern, confused-as to why he was doing this if he hadn’t fully mastered it.

In reality, Lucivar had already mastered the spell but it was still too strong for his current ether reserves.

Not giving them any chance to question, Lucivar explained.

“I only reached the first stage of the spell-so that sigil could inform me where you are at all times-and also sense if you’re in trouble,” He said, showing a proud smile.

“Good, right?

It’s perfect for tackling a dungeon” As he said that, Lucivar took a vial from his bag and chugged it in one go.

He threw it away, wiped his lips, and stood up.

“Where are you going?” Leandra asked, a questioning look etched on her face.

Lucivar turned and waved his hand, “I need to take a leak so don’t follow me” Meanwhile, a distance away from the groups, Bakar was leaning against a tree impatiently.

His arms were crossed, and his index finger tapped rhythmically against his skin.

Shooting a signal at Lucivar, he waited in silence.

Five minutes had already passed but there was still no sign of Lucivar, and unease began to creep in.

If he lingered for too long, the group would start to worry-and would start looking for him.

At that point, the second session would be aborted.

Nerissa would find out if they forced it and he didn’t want that to happen.

Just as he was about to return since Lucivar didn’t seem to be able to make it Bakar stopped when he saw the bushes, rustle.

Coming out-of the darkness was a figure-and seeing this, he cheered inside.

It must be Lucivar and when the figure came into view, it was true, it was Lucivar.

“Heal me quickly, we should have a couple of minutes to finish this,” He said.

Lucivar kept approaching him without saying anything.

Upon seeing this, Bakar frowned and noticed that one of Lucivar’s hands was hidden behind.

Something was off but it’s Lucivar so it shouldn’t be anything to worry about.

As he was about to speak again, his pupils dilated when he caught a reflection of light.

It shone with a lethality and made a dangerous arc through the air, flashed only for a fraction of a second.

Despite his wounds, Bakar was able to react albeit barely, pulling his head back as a blade sliced his chin.

Stumbling backward, both of his eyes widened in complete shock.

He reached for his chin and felt a sting, and that sting brought him back to reality.

“Lucivar?!

What are you doing?!” He shouted, his breaths rapidly becoming heavy.

Had he not felt something was a bit off with Lucivar, that blade would’ve sliced his throat.

Naturally, the fact that he almost died fueled his bloodstream with adrenaline.

Failing the ambush attack, Lucivar raised his gaze, exposing his bright green eyes that made him look completely different, than normal.

He licked the blood off of the dagger in his hand, menacingly, telling Bakar that he had no intention of stopping.

Confused and panic assaulted Bakar’s mind, he didn’t know why Lucivar was doing this.

‘No, I’m stronger than him…

I’ll beat the answer out of him’ He firmed.

Remembering that he was stronger, Bakar raised both of his fists, preparing to fight.

But seeing this made Lucivar shoot a mocking smirk at him.

Cutting through the gap between them, Lucivar suddenly blasted forward, reaching Bakar in the blink of an eye.

Not having his weapon with him, Bakar used his ether-to strengthen his arms, blocking a powerful slash.

He was surprised when he lost in the clash of strength.

Lucivar’s slash sent him off of his feet and fell backward, the force was shocking.

Despite that, Bakar was no amateur as he made a somersault back and regained his footing.

He raised his gaze and saw Lucivar already made another heavy slash from above-however, this time, Bakar caught his wrist, stopping the slash entirely.

Retaliating, Lucivar used his free hand for a punch but was also caught by Bakar.

Gripping Lucivar’s hands tightly, Bakar glared at him, “Just why are you doing this?!” Ignoring the question, Lucivar spat at Bakar’s eyes.

Bakar turned away, anger bubbled inside of him as he was not expecting this kind of battle.

But as he was about to shout back at Lucivar, he was met with a powerful headbutt.

It landed directly on his nose, breaking it and causing his eyes to tear up.

‘Since when did Lucivar fight this fiercely?

He never used underhanded tricks like this!’ Having to spar or even fight for real against Lucivar several times, Bakar didn’t know that he could fight this fiercely.

It surprised him greatly when Lucivar’s fighting style out of nowhere changed completely.

Not stopping at that, a pushing explosion exploded on his back.

It was Lucivar’s Radiant Burst spell.

Bakar was forcefully pushed forward again and was met with another powerful headbutt.

Earlier, his nose was already broken but with the second headbutt-the bones shattered.

Hissing in pain, Bakar peeked through the splashes of blood and fixed on Lucivar.

Realizing that Lucivar was being for real, Bakar’s right leg muscles bulged, turning as strong as iron before he made a roundhouse kick that whipped and landed on Lucivar’s face, as he fell backward.

Receiving the direct kick, Lucivar was thrown like a ragdoll to the other side.

Bakar landed on his back and instantly grabbed his nose.

He was in so much pain from his shattered nose that he could barely open his eyes.

His eyes were already swelling with tears.

Gritting his teeth, he forced his eyes to open and glared at where Lucivar was thrown into.

Clenching both of his fists he dashed in that direction-wanting to pay Lucivar back for what he did.

Regardless of the reason, he needed to be taught a lesson first as making an ambush like this was unacceptable.

But as he looked around, Lucivar was nowhere to be seen.

It seemed he ran away after doing all of that.

Bakar wasted no time and rushed back to the others, knowing that Lucivar should run there.

Upon reaching back to the others, his wrathful eyes scanned the place.

“Where’s Lucivar?!” He shouted, eyes bulging in anger.

Mirel was the first one to stand up, “He took a leak, what happened to you?” Making wide steps toward Mirel, Bakar grabbed his collar.

“Tell me, where did Lucivar go to?!” “Calm down!

Bakar, what’s wrong with you?

Did you get into a fight?” “Just tell me where Lucivar went!

He did this to me!” Just then, a figure emerged from the side, it was Lucivar.

Lucivar zipped up his pants, returning from his private time.

“What was all the ruckus for?

I could hear someone shouting my name” He picked his ear.

Seeing his nonchalance, Bakar got even angrier, “LUCIVAR!!”