Ascension of the Dark Seraph - Chapter 88

Chapter 88: Lucivar vs Lucivar Chapter 88: Lucivar vs Lucivar Inside the now-empty church-with the door slammed wide open.

“Eurgghk!!” the fat proselyte grunted in pain as he pulled out the sword stabbing his arm.

He writhed and hissed as he did that.

Once the sword was out of his tentacle arm, he angrily threw it away.

“Fuck those kids!” He cursed, holding his weak and also bleeding tentacle arm.

“Just what’s wrong with them?

More importantly, who was that devil?

He poisoned us using these damn people and proceeded to walk over us!

He even touched Catherine, MY Catherine!” Remembering Lucivar’s horrifying face, the fat proselyte felt a shiver run down his spine.

But mixed in his emotions was unbridled anger for Lucivar.

He never knew an academy hunter could be or even allowed to be that ruthless.

Grabbing the pew to his side, he tried standing up but it was hard.

It seemed the poison or the God’s power inside of him was still ransacking his internal flow.

“Fuck it, I need to kill someone to recover,” He mused with determination.

Just then, however, he heard footsteps approaching and stopped directly at the entrance.

He also saw a shadow reflected on the ground.

Upon seeing this, the fat proselyte looks up in excitement as his victim has arrived.

But as soon as he did and saw the figure who was standing at the entrance, his entire being froze.

Just from the torn nun clothes she was wearing along with her naturally red eyes-he recognized this woman, it was his wife, Catherine!

“Catherine!

It’s good that you’re here.

Come, help your husband” the fat proselyte said.

Seeing this, Catherine closed the door behind her with a loud bang.

She then proceeded to approach her husband with steady steps.

“Yes, yes…

Come and be a good wife” the fat proselyte said, reaching his hand forward.

As opposed to helping him, Catherine walked past him.

Naturally, the fat proselyte was confused, but before he could turn-he felt a sharp, burning pain from the back of his knee, forcing him to fall to the ground.

Gritting his teeth in pain, he turned and glared at Catherine, “What the fuck are you doing?!

How could you hurt me?!” Fury bubbled inside the fat proselyte but his throat suddenly felt dry.

He shuddered as he saw Catherine wearing an expression she had never worn before.

Catherine held the sword, one hand on the handle and the other on the blade, smiling evilly at the fat proselyte.

Her smile was sadistic, almost as if she was perverted-to the pain she was going to inflict on her own husband.

“Friends are alike, aren’t they?” She spoke, her voice hoarse, and haunting.

“Like the pastor, you also wanted power so you got corrupted by the Crossers.

Since I’m your good little wife-I’ll help you get it.

I’m sure the Blood God would love your pain and suffering” Upon hearing this, the fat proselyte’s face paled.

And seeing such a reaction, Catherine licked the blood on the sword, horny for malice.

…

Leandra panted heavily.

She entrusted the young boy to one of the people before rushing to the sound of battles.

Many of the people were panicking because of the sound but she assured them that it was going to be okay, even though-she was lying through her teeth.

Arriving at the scene, she saw Lucivar standing in front of Mirel with another Lucvivar across him.

Realizing that she arrived, Mirel went over to her holding his stomach.

“What happened?

Are you hurt?!” “Yes, the doppelganger stabbed me a little but Lucivar came out of nowhere and saved me” “Lucivar did…?” “He used the Soul Warden mark to get to me in time” Upon hearing this, Leandra checked the mark and found that it was humming with ether.

She frowned and turned back towards Lucivar and so did Mirel.

“I think it has something to do with me aiming to kill the doppelganger that he came in time, he told me to take this seriously when I talked with him earlier” “Kill…” Leandra’s mind was thrown back to when she read the Soul Warden spellbook.

She also read the spellbook with Lucivar so she knew about it roughly.

In the manuscript, it said that the Soul Warden spell has three stages-Locator, Debilitator, and Assault.

Moreover, the effects of each of the stages differ depending-on the Hybrid’s bloodline.

Since Lucivar had only learned the spell, he must only be at the Locator stage.

‘He found the proselytes faster by acting vulnerable-and he knew Professor Fury wanted to kill him instantly.

Now, he told Mirel to bore killing intent, to the doppelganger.

Don’t tell me…

did he have the ability to sense someone else’s killing intent towards him?’ Putting the dots together, Leandra cracked Lucivar’s ability.

She was sharp enough to complete the puzzle.

Upon realizing that, her eyes widened, ‘So the Soul Warden spell, his was-to mark someone and able to reach them if they bear killing intent towards him?

Since the doppelganger is in a way, himself, Mirel showing killing intent-to the doppelganger is the same as showing killing intent to Lucivar!’ ‘He used the people in the church and the proselytes to show the doppelganger that he was occupied, a chance to attack, the separated Mirel!

Oh my God, he thought all of this out?!’ In absolute shock, Leandra covered her mouth.

It was a flawless plan that he concocted on a whim.

Leandra then frowned, ‘But the doppelganger should know of his spell if they’re the same’ ‘What made the doppelganger take the risk?

He must’ve done something more’ Meanwhile, Lucivar unsheathed his dagger and played it on his hand.

His confidence was off the charts.

“What’s with the rough-looking face?

Do you think I won’t find you?” He asked mockingly.

Upon hearing this, the doppelganger gritted his teeth.

He was supposed to be the composed one but at this moment, he was extremely furious.

Seeing him grinding his teeth hard with a murderous gaze, Lucivar smirked-he was going to really enjoy destroying, this doppelganger of his, “Was it because of ‘that’?

Come on, you did it to me so I can also do it to you, it’s only fair” Being mocked even though he was a test made by Loki, the doppelganger was fuming.

Days ago when Bakar was attacked, it wasn’t him who attacked.

Lucivar impersonated the doppelganger, he was the one who attacked Bakar at that time.

He did it to heighten Bakar and Nerissa’s guard so that the doppelganger has no choice, but to go with Lucivar as opposed to making a turn and aiming at those two.

All was done with a purpose, nothing Lucivar did was random.

Since Veloria City and Bakar’s city were close, the doppelganger could go there.

But Lucivar cut out that choice from the equation.

“I saw you having fun impersonating me, so I decided to try it out to see if it was really fun,” Lucivar mocked further.

“And I can see why you liked-impersonating someone, the thrill of blaming someone else for your doing is quite endearing” Lowering his stance, the doppelganger held the knife tightly and charged forward.

His eyes were completely green, and he roared as he charged.

It had enough of Lucivar’s mockeries.

Seeing this, Lucivar smiled and accepted the challenge, charging forward with his dagger.

Clang!

Both of them clashed, their knife and dagger meeting at the center.

In the next instant, the two exchanged blows, their weapons danced dangerously, flashing in the night.

Both of them took turns attacking and defending while the doppelganger attacked-Lucivar was on the defense and the same happened when Lucivar attacked.

Since both of them were the same, their fighting style was also the same.

So identical that even the tip of their weapons could meet each other.

Despite their similarities, their attacks landed, delivering cuts to one another viciously.

Lucivar made a sweeping kick, aiming to knock the doppelganger’s feet but that attempt was dodged-the doppelganger leaped back to avoid it.

At that moment, Lucivar’s eyes glowed- with a greenish hue, ‘It fights like me, but how about abilities?

Does it have all too?’ Deciding to try, Lucivar dashed forward and swung his fist for a punch.

Seeing this, the doppelganger reacted the same.

But the moment when their fists were about to clash, Lucivar infused a God strand.

Bam!

Both of their fists collided, creating a gush of ether shockwave, and to Lucivar’s surprise, the doppelganger also had the same idea their punch was equal in strength.

However, unlike him-the doppelganger knew that they were planning the same thing and reacted fast.

Pushing forward, he channeled his ether and thrust his knife into Lucivar’s abdomen.

Caught off guard, Lucivar got stabbed and spat a mouthful of blood.

It was more like a punch with the knife as the force hurled Lucivar rolling backward hard.

Seeing this, Mirel and Leandra were about to move.

But at the same time, Lucivar stopped and raised his hand at them, “Don’t!” “No matter what, this battle is mine!

Even if I die here, don’t help me!” He shouted sternly.

Leandra and Mirel were stunned, but they couldn’t help but frown.

If the doppelganger was an exact copy, Lucivar would not be able to win without sacrificing himself in the process.

Now that there were three of them here, they didn’t understand why Lucivar stopped them from helping.

Defeating the doppelganger would’ve been easier if the three of them worked together.

Nevertheless, Lucivar wanted to do this himself.

‘It’s a test for me to be stronger and I want to succeed with my own strength!’ He thought.

Call it pride but he would feel worse than death if he got help in beating this clone.

‘I don’t like direct confrontation but there’s no other choice…’ Lucivar stood up.

His stomach was bleeding from being stabbed but he used one God strand to heal it.

Now, he only has three more God strands to use.

Additionally, his ether was running low, and he had no ether potion with him.

At best, Lucivar could only cast three to four spells more.

Upon hearing this-the doppelganger smirked, “You will sorely regret that-bastard oracle.

I am made only by the better side of you, the evil side of you, there’s nothing you can think of that would win you over me” Panting heavily, his complexion paler, Lucivar exhaled, “Let the stronger one survive!” Swoosh!

Charging ahead, Lucivar dodged a slash and brandished his dagger.

He managed to cut the doppelganger’s fingers, the one with the ring included.

It was his aim to restrict the doppelganger from using the Snare ability.

Just then, the doppelganger also brandished his knife in the same arc-but Lucivar was able to dodge it in time.

He got a one-up against the doppelganger yet his elation was short-lived as following the first strike was the second strike, coming from the doppelganger’s wing.

Lucivar hissed, his left-hand fingers were also sliced, and his ring dropped to the ground.

As the doppelganger said, their intention was the same.

‘He enhanced the tip of his wings with ether?

I could do that?’ He thought in shock.

He never thought of doing that because it would require immense ether control.

Each feather at the edges must be infused with ether equally.

‘Shit!

Shit!

This is bullshit!’ Lucivar’s eyes bulged in rage.

‘I need to beat him but…

I can’t see or feel any notion of me winning this!

Am I going to lose?’