Ascension of the Dark Seraph-Chapter 269: A Target On His back

People were beginning to look in his direction.

It was natural to look when the man was evidently choking and seemed to be in pain.

But Lucivar only gave them a pliant smile and waved his hand, acting as if there was nothing wrong.

All of them instantly turned away and fixed on their phones—they could sense that whatever Lucivar was doing, it was not a good idea for them to meddle. Survival instincts beat their social instincts. At this moment, that surely helps them keep their lives.

Lucivar leaned back on his chair and crossed his legs, breathing the refreshing night air calmly.

Soon, the man's head fell down to the table with a light thud.

He was dead.

"It's my first time using my dark attribute," Lucivar rubbed his chin. "So, this is what it does. Cool."

Even though he wasn't used to covering something with his dark attribute, the sensation was the same as controlling his normal ether. The only difference was that the dark attribute is way heavier, and also too violent if he used too much of it.

But that wasn't a problem, with time, he'll get better at using it.

It probably wouldn't take long since he has Loki's blood in him, the Grandmaster of Arcane Magic.

Lucivar reached out his hand, grabbed the bronze sphere the man dropped, and instantly absorbed it.

His physique was now strong enough to absorb bronze spheres from Acolyte-rank Hybrids.

Usually, he felt immense pain, but now, he only felt a sense of warmth permeating inside.

Just then, the door to the rooftop was opened.

Leandra and Ravenna stepped in and saw Lucivar on the corner with a dead man in front of him.

"Did you guys find the others?" Lucivar asked.

"Nope," Ravenna shrugged and took a seat. "Both of them are still waiting outside. Clueless."

On the other hand, Leandra took a seat hesitantly, fixing her gaze on the man who was completely still with his head on the table. Had it been a month ago, she would've gotten angry at Lucivar for killing a man mercilessly like this.

But now, she only has a question, "Why did you do it?"

"He was trying to find out about my bloodline, not cool." Lucivar answered.

Leandra nodded, that could've been bad for Lucivar if the fact that he's an Angel Hybrid got out.

"Do you know who sent him?" Ravenna continued, supporting her chin with her palm.

"No, not yet, can you search him for me?" Lucivar asked.

Ravenna raised an eyebrow, clearly, he was doing nothing and could be searching the man right now, so she didn't understand why she had to do it. But instead of asking him, she turned to Leandra, "Didn't you hear what he said? He's talking to you."

"Huh…?" Leandra frowned. "Me? Isn't he looking at you while saying that?"

"You must've seen it wrong," Ravenna waved her hand dismissively. "Stop babbling and check him."

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"Eughh… Fine." Leandra reluctantly searched the man for clues.

Lucivar, on the other hand, chuckled in amusement before he turned to Sha on his shoulder.

"Did you catch his soul?" He asked whisperingly.

"I can't believe you now have the balls to order me around," Sha sneered. "But yes."

"Come on, you need some action once in a while," Lucivar joked. "Gandr is always thinking— so he's always burning calories through his mind. What about you? You're only lazing around and worshipped by those mummies all the time."

"Are you saying I'm fat?" Sha asked sharply.

"Err…" Lucivar smiled acutely. "I think we should hurry. Come on, bring me there."

Hearing this, Sha gritted her teeth before she disappeared.

Lucivar also closed his eyes, sending his consciousness into his Inner Chamber.

…

Meanwhile, in the red desert.

A bald man could be seen lying in the middle of nowhere.

Then, his eyes shot open, and he immediately sprang up, clutching his chest with his hand.

"I'm… I'm dead!" He exclaimed, panting hard as he recalled how the dark attribute clutched his insides and killed him on the spot. But realizing that he was still breathing and conscious, the bald man frowned before he noticed something is off with his body. "W-What am I…?"

His skin was now pale blue, like a preserved corpse, and he was also very thin.

No sign of the muscles he worked for when he was still alive.

Just then, he also noticed where he was—a red desert as far as the eye can see.

Above was a dark orange sun, the source that gave the place this shade of color.

"Where am I?" He gulped harshly.

Since he was dead, this must be Hell—Heaven wouldn't be dry and barren like this.

As he was about to stand up and take a look around, to see what life after death was, the sand a couple of steps away from him began to move. Initially, the stand started dropping as if there was a hole forming underneath it.

However, that changed in the next moment when the red sand suddenly began to climb.

It climbed until it was as tall as a person before stopping.

Something wicked was inside of this column of sand, the bald man could feel it, but he couldn't run.

Not with this body.

Just then, a hand stabbed out of the column of sand before it pushed aside the sand, revealing a pair of peculiar, golden eyes. A pair of eyes that the bald man instantly recognized, Lucivar. Horrified, the bald man crawled back.

He couldn't believe that even in death, he would meet Lucivar again.

"We meet again," Lucivar grinned as he stepped out of the sand. He patted some sand particles that got onto his clothes while still maintaining eye contact, "Since you want to get closer to me, I welcome you to this humble place of mine… my Heaven!"

"H-Heaven…?" The bald man gulped and looked around. "This? Haahh… Haah~!"

Out of complete fear, the bald man turned around and crawled away like a cockroach.

Everything doesn't make sense.

He's dead, but Lucivar was still able to reach him, it doesn't make sense!

Lucivar smirked in delight.

Like the ghost of the desert, the sand swallowed him, and he reappeared in front of the bald man again.

Seeing this, the bald man froze, shuddering in utter fear.

Slowly, Lucivar squatted down, staring down at the bald man intently.

"I said," He started, patting the bald man lightly. "I'm going to be getting what I want from your corpse."

…

Back in the real world.

Leandra, oblivious to what Lucivar was doing, searched the bald man's corpse, mainly reaching for his pockets. Other than a necklace, there was nothing. But as she reached for his back pocket, her eyes lit up when she felt a wallet.

Grabbing the wallet, she smiled brightly and showed it to Ravenna.

"Is there even anything inside?" Ravenna raised a brow.

"Of course, it's a wallet," Leandra replied with a sneer. "What else would he be carrying this around?"

However, as soon as Leandra opened the wallet, she saw that it was empty.

Only a few changes inside, no IDs or any other cards.

Ravenna smirked and grabbed the necklace while Leandra still tried to search the wallet in denial.

She looked at the pendant and saw that it was shaped like a wing.

Behind it, there was a number.

It wasn't long enough to be a phone number, so it must be a code or something.

"Oh, it's a dog tag," She guessed.

Then, she turned to the couple near the edge who were trying their best to ignore them.

Ravenna stood up and approached them before letting the necklace dangle between the couple.

"Do you know which faction has this shape?" She asked demandingly.

Upon hearing this, the couple paused for a second, their hearts pounding inside, before the woman, who snapped quicker than the man, immediately looked at the pendant. She pondered for a second, inspecting it before turning to Ravenna again, "I… I think it belonged to the Dark Angels."

"Dark Angels?" Ravenna frowned in confusion.

"I think it's a subdivision of the Hybrid Association that specializes in eradicating Angel Hybrids," The man finally spoke up, tapping a few times on his phone before turning the screen toward Ravenna. "The Black Zenith Order—here, see for yourself. It's definitely them. Angel Hybrids are dangerous… that is why they always wear dog tags."

Ravenna looked at the screen and narrowed her eyes.

She saw an article with an image of a bunch of people in black uniforms, proclaiming as Dark Angels.

Based on the emblem on their uniforms, it seemed this necklace really belonged to them.

"Thank you," Ravenna gave them a nod and turned around.

It was easier now with phones everywhere to search for something, so as a newcomer in the city, she thought asking other people would be a great idea. And from the looks of it, she was correct, that couple knew more than her.

'This is bad… Did Luciver slip up somewhere?' Ravenna thought with a frown.

Certainly, an organization specializing in hunting Angel Hybrids taking an interest in Lucivar couldn't be a coincidence. Something must have drawn their attention to him, and the only way she'd find out was by asking Lucivar directly.

"I found something else," Leandra said as Ravenna approached.

"No need," Ravenna tossed her the necklace again. "It's the Black Zenith Order. He's a Dark Angel."

Just as she was about to ask about it, Lucivar opened his eyes.

Instinctively, both of them turned to look at him.

Leandra wanted to tell what Ravenna told her, about the Black Zenith Order, but she stopped herself.

Upon returning from Sutekh's domain—and exiting his Inner Chamber, Lucivar was silent, sitting with his back leaning against the chair. His expression was serious, more serious than they had ever seen him wear.

Then, he leaned forward, clasping his hands in front of his mouth and exhaled roughly.

"Shit… I'm in trouble," He mumbled aloud.

Earlier, while he was torturing the bald man to confess his employer's name or anything, the bald man finally reached his limit. He confessed that he came from the Black Zenith Order. Lucivar was shocked by this, as the Black Zenith Order had nothing to do with the tournament.

Lucivar instantly recalled the man from back then in the mall while he was still with Thalia.

Without a doubt, this interest in him was certainly because of that man.

Naturally, Luucivar demanded a name.

But when the bald man was about to say, his body stiffened, and his body dissipated into brilliant light.

Sha told him that the bald man has a curse inside of him, that whenever he was compromised and forced to give out information, his soul would be erased. Lucivar thought that the Dark Angels were some sort of public tool to scare the Angel Hybrids and ease the people.

He was wrong.

The Black Zenith Order is the real deal, and he has a target on his back.