Ascension of the Dark Seraph-Chapter 291: Law of Power

In an instant, the situation has turned into an actual race.

A high-speed pursuit.

Lucivar used a God strand to strengthen his legs and dashed forward, building up his momentum.

Ahead of him, about a hundred meters away, Garran was running at full speed.

'Holy… She's incredibly fast and agile!'

Considering her bulky, massive body, presumably because of her bloodline, Lucivar thought that she would be extremely powerful, but slow. He was wrong. Garran was incredibly fast, her muscular legs were moving at blitzing-fast speed, turning into blurs.

Not only that, she leapt, twisted, and swirled—dodging the lava slimes and tentacles perfectly.

It was almost as if her body weighed a feather.

'Her biography stated that she's some sort of Troll Hybrid—with a named bloodline, but seeing her now, I really doubt it. No Troll Hybrid could move as effortlessly as her,' Lucivar thought, trying to keep up with her speed. 'Instead of a Troll Hybrid, she felt a lot more like an Amazonian Hybrid.'

Gritting his teeth, he flared his wings and flapped them hard, boosting his speed for a moment.

He was running faster than he ever had before.

Along the way, as the two were getting closer to Orivelle ahead, Garran glanced over her shoulder.

A smirk played on her lips.

Then, the massive battle axe in her hand began to contort and turn into another form, another weapon.

'A shapeshifting weapon?!' Lucivar gasped.

Even though it hasn't been that long since he lived in Sunhold City, he knew that a shapeshifting weapon like the one she was holding was extremely rare. Back on the top floor of the Trading Union's main branch, he saw one costing up to 100 Supreme Coins.

Upon snapping from his reverie, his pupils dilated when he saw Garran make her move.

Her muscles flexed as she abruptly leaped and turned sideways.

In her hand, the battle axe has turned into an intricate pale-yellow bow, humming with intense ether.

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As she pulled on the string, a pale-yellow arrow began to manifest.

Like an expert bow-woman, she unleashed the first arrow before her body exploded with speed, almost as if she could quicken the speed of time, rolling on the ground to take another stance and fire another arrow.

Garran was able to unleash another one after that, even before the first flying bow reached Lucivar.

She was that fast.

Swoosh!

Lucivar could only see the first arrow for a fraction of a second—before he tilted his head backward to avoid it, albeit barely. Following his instinct, he used his wings to shield his body, but was startled when the two arrows pierced through and almost hit his face before coming to a halt.

Annoyed, he pulled the arrows out, disregarding the pain, and gazed ahead.

"Eh…?"

Before he could even react, a small spinning item flew past his defense and struck his forehead.

Bam!

For a second there, Lucivar was taken aback, but with a blink, he focused again and realized that it was a bullet. Not only does the shapeshifting weapon have two forms, a battle axe and a bow, but it also has another one, a handgun.

Pushed by the force, he stumbled and fell backward.

As if that wasn't enough, as he was about to stand again, his eyes caught sight of a brilliant light.

It appeared out of nowhere, and when it did, Lucivar immediately grunted in pain.

His eyes were burned, so badly that they began to bulge and turn red.

'Caldaros!!' He screamed inside his head, knowing exactly that the brilliant light came from Caldaros. 'I thought we were not going to touch each other until the third stage, but you attacked me?! I was going to spare you until later, but fine!'

Lucivar used his remaining God strand to heal his eyes a bit.

Since his mastery over the Greedy Grasp ability has reached immortal mastery, the healing was quite strong.

A few seconds is all it takes for him to be able to open his eyes again, albeit still throbbing.

But then, in that moment, he instantly saw a massive tentacle heading straight at him.

Seeing this, Lucivar's face turned pale, "Fuck me…"

Crash!!

Once the tentacle slammed onto the ground, the impact created a massive web-like crack.

Fortunately, in the nick of time, a streak of pushed Lucivar out of the way—Mirel.

Both rolled hard across the ground before a lava burst hits them from below, hauling them away.

Upon landing hard, hissing in pain, Mirel glanced at his back and sighed in relief when his outfit's rock-solid protection was able to take the lava heat, saving his skin from being burned. Lucivar also has the same protection from his outfit, but his wings were exposed.

"Fuck!!" Lucivar cursed in pain.

He was never fond of being in pain, but this tournament gave him a boat-load of pain.

"Just stop it," Mirel said as he stood up, dusting off his outfit before walking over to Lucivar. "I don't know what you're planning to do to Orivelle, but don't. She's an innocent person. She has done nothing bad, so she didn't deserve to be wronged."

Lucivar laughed when he heard this.

It was funny to him that Mirel was still acting like this, naïve and weak.

As he rose to his knees, he looked up at Mirel, his face red, "Don't act righteous in front of me. Did you think all of the thugs you killed back then were bad? Do you think that bitch you're now serving is good? Do you think the people you massacred in the night market are all bad? No!"

"All of the people I killed, I made sure that they were bad," Mirel answered. "All of them tried to kill me first, I retaliated to protect my own life, and they died. But this… what you are going to do to her… It's not right."

Upon hearing this, Lucivar laughed even harder.

So hard that he shed a tear.

But although he was laughing, it didn't quite reach his eyes, making him look like a lunatic.

Especially with the bloodstain on his face.

"Lucivar, I am with you—I want strength too. I still dream of building my own house, exactly as I told you. But we can't lose ourselves along the way." Mirel's voice tightened, desperate to reach him. "This bloodline inside us may have made us powerful, but at our core, we're still human. There must be a real reason as to why, for a small period, humanity lost all bloodlines and remained… human. And I wanted to believe that it's because humanity is better above these ridiculous bloodlines."

He stepped closer. "There has to be a line we shouldn't cross."

"You still don't get it, do you?" Lucivar asked, but it was more a statement than a question. "I'm foolish to think that you changed after Kalinan City. That you understand after Kalinan City." He slowly turned to Mirel, still on his knees, his index finger pointing at the ground as if to make his point stronger.

"We can't become strong if we stay good. It's not possible. Morality, humanity, all the things you said are nothing more than the propaganda the strong wanted you to believe," He added, frustration growing in his voice. "All the powerful Hybrids, Gods, and I knew the one undeniable, fundamental truth: Power is attracted to those who're willing to do anything, ANYTHING… to attain it."

"Because karma wouldn't let it otherwise…" Lucivar added finally.

For a second there, Mirel stared at Lucivar, trying to really digest what he said.

But it amounted to nothing but a broken man's illusion.

There are strong people out there who are good.

Mirel knew that as a fact, so Lucivar's point is invalid.

"I knew you believed what you believe is true, but even so, I can't let you do this," Mirel answered with an exhausted exhale, clenching both his hands into fists. "Someone has to keep you in check, and I, as your family, will do exactly that."

"You…?" Lucivar's smile disappeared. "You will keep me in check?"

Unlike earlier, his tone shifted into a gravelly one.

A bead of cold sweat drizzled down the side of Mirel's face as he raised his fists, ready for a fight.

Lucivar climbed back to his feet while staring straight at Mirel's eyes with his glowing golden eyes.

Once his back was straight, he tilted his head a little and pointed at Mirel with his dagger, "There seems to be a misconception here," He said lightly, forcing Mirel to raise an eyebrow in alert. "You think that since we're at the same rank, we're equals. No, we're not."

Rumble!

Mirel looked down, feeling the round was shaking underneath him.

"Let me show you," Lucivar whispered hauntingly.

Crack!!

Out of nowhere, Mirel was pushed back by a forceful energy that exploded from Lucivar's body, firing skyward and cracking the ground underneath him. As he came to a halt—he raised his arm to block the incoming rush of energy.

'How is this possible?' Mirel frowned inside.

Before him, Lucivar exerted everything he had—his aura was two intertwining energies.

Reaching the Chrysalis rank elevated Mirel to an entirely new tier of power.

His yellow lightning attribute surged with unprecedented strength, amplifying his spells and abilities beyond anything he'd known. But even then, standing beneath the pressure of Lucivar's ether, he couldn't help but feel small.

Outshined and overwhelmed.

Even though Lucivar has a red-grade bloodline, the Angel bloodline, the Lightning Elemental bloodline of his shouldn't pale too much in comparison. An Elemental Hybrid possessed the purest form of their element, far stronger than any other bloodlines that could also manipulate elements.

Not to mention, his bloodline also has a name.

So Mirel couldn't believe that despite all of that, the gap between him and Lucivar was this vast.

On the other hand, Lucivar raised his dagger, now humming with power.

He entertained Mirel's conversation earlier because he was absorbing Mirel's ether with Greedy Grasp and wanted to make a distraction. And in the span of the conversation, Lucivar was able to recharge his God strands full.

Now, infusing ten God strands into his dagger, he looked at Mirel with pity.

Then, he swung his dagger, sending an energy arc that cleaved ahead.

Swoosh!

In retaliation, Mirel charged his battle gloves with his yellow lightning attribute, creating violent sparks before he tried blocking the arc. Upon impact, he was instantly overwhelmed, surprised by the amount of power behind the energy arc.

Mirel held out until the very end, but almost instantly, he fell to his knees.

His hands were trembling, and there was a bloody line on his palms, deep enough to see his bones.

"I will do anything to become stronger, anything…" Lucivar's voice echoed, pulling Mirel's attention once again. "Nothing is going to stop me from getting what I want. And if that means killing the people close to me, killing you, I'll not hesitate."

"Try to understand what I said," He continued. "If you don't, you'll die a meaningless death as Delilah."