Akashic Records of the Bastard Child Engaged to a Goddess

Chapter 139 I’m fighting a Demon General?

Chapter 139 I'm fighting a Demon General?

(POV: Akashic Records)

Vyndariel?s territory, Abyssal Heights.

"Get of me!"

Sehveresta fought against the immense pressure of Lumiere's stomp, summoning every ounce of strength in his body. With a colossal surge, he managed to break free, his body throbbing with pain.

"Oh?"

Lumiere stepped back and launched himself at Sehveresta once more.

"Chaotic Blizzard!!"

Sehveresta bellowed.

He unleashed an attack that engulfed the battleground, obscuring vision and sending debris flying in every direction. Seizing the momentum of his attack, Sehveresta swung his axe with a whirling fury, the blade spinning at an incredible speed. A tempest of slashes erupted from his weapon, a rain of explosive gales descending upon Lumiere. The ground splintered, and the air crackled with energy as Sehveresta unleashed his torrential assault.

But Lumiere was ready. Using [Boost], a surge of energy welled up within him, granting him unparalleled speed and agility.

With grace and precision, Lumiere darted and weaved through the slashes, evading each one with seamless fluidity.

"Stay put dammit!"

Sehveresta's attacks met nothing but air and devastation, tearing through the ground and surrounding structures. As the dust settled, Sehveresta's eyes darted around, searching for his elusive opponent.

"Where is that bastard?" he growled, his voice echoing in the empty air.

A mocking chuckle resonated through the silence as Lumiere's voice rang out, "Right here."

"What?!"

Before Sehveresta could react, Lumiere blurred forward with blinding speed, landing a devastating punch squarely on Sehveresta's face. The impact sent shockwaves through his body, propelling him violently across the battlefield.

Sehveresta tumbled across the ground.

[Demon Wings]

Lumiere's bat-like wings sprouted from his back, granting him aerial mobility. Like a predator closing in on its prey, Lumiere swooped down, grabbing Sehveresta's head with a vice-like grip. He mercilessly smashed the demon general's skull upon the unforgiving earth, the impact reverberating through the battlefield.

Lumiere began to drag Sehveresta's head across the ground, inflicting brutal punishment upon him.

"Damn it!" Sehveresta grunted.

Sehveresta's massive frame scraped across the ground.

He moved his great axe again, the earth tremoring beneath the weight of his futile swing.

Lumiere, with his ethereal agility, evaded the strike effortlessly, leaving Sehveresta's axe to slice through the air, its resounding impact far from its intended target.

In that split second, Lumiere appeared, his tsurugi drawn, and clashed it against Sehveresta's mighty axe.

The clash of metal echoed through the area, a symphony of violence.

"Futile!"

Sehveresta, towering over Lumiere, attempted to use his size and weight advantage to overpower his opponent.

"Not necessarily."

Lumiere, with a swift glide of his wings, veered out of harm's way, leaving Sehveresta to crash violently into the ground.

Before Sehveresta could recover, Lumiere materialized behind him, striking with brutal force.

A ferocious kick connected with Sehveresta's back, launching him into a tumultuous roll until slamming into the castle walls with bone-shattering impact.

Sehveresta clawed his way back to his feet.

Through gritted teeth, he growled at Lumiere, his voice laced with defiance, "You may not know who I am, but I am Sehveresta, one of Vyndariel's demon generals. I will not be defeated by the likes of you!"

Lumiere's lips curled into a smile as he retorted, "Oh, I assure you, I truly despise fighting. So if I am forced to engage, it means you must be an incredibly terrible individual."

Sehveresta's gaze hardened. "We'll see about that."

Sehveresta's wounds slowly healed, due to [Accelerated Regeneration].

"This won't be enough.."

He used [Multiply], an Additional Skill that doubled the effects of another.

The pain began to subside as his body rapidly regenerated, revitalized by the newfound strength.

Lumiere observed the miraculous recovery with a raised eyebrow.

Slowly, he sheathed his tsurugi back into its protective covering and smirked.

"That's a neat trick," he quipped with amusement.

"Now, to take this seriously!"

Sehveresta, fueled by his renewed vigor, unleashed his [Magic Bullet Breaker].

A form of [Energy Magic].

A massive, crimson sphere materialized before him, crackling with raw energy.

"Grrr!"

Sehveresta thrust his hand forward, propelling the sphere towards Lumiere with lethal precision.

Lumiere's eyes narrowed, his instincts screaming at him to unsheathe his tsurugi once more. But before he could react, the sphere veered upwards, a wicked curve carving its path through the air. The sphere began to rotate, spinning faster and faster until it shattered into countless smaller spheres, each suspended in mid-air. Sehveresta's triumphant grin stretched across his face as he unleashed a cry of victory, "Die!"

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Quickly, Lumiere raised his hand, his fingers poised to deliver a counter.

He activated [Siphon].

A thick, slimy black matter erupted from his palm, expanding and swirling like a ravenous vortex.

The smaller spheres, now at the mercy of Lumiere's [Siphon], were drawn towards the voracious black matter, disappearing into its depths with a satisfying suction.

Sehveresta's eyes widened in disbelief, his voice barely a whisper, "Impossible..."

Dusting his hands with a smile, Lumiere then said, "That should do it."

The final moments converged upon Sehveresta as the portal surged open, beckoning for Lumiere to depart.

Lumiere's farewell wave to Sehveresta held a hint of defiance, a silent declaration that he would not easily yield to Vyndariel's desires.

Sehveresta's grip on his great axe tightened, his weight shifting as anticipation coursed through his veins.

Lumiere turned back to face Sehveresta, his words laced with an unsettling calmness. "I have no desire to engage in conflict with Vyndariel and his horde of demons," he declared, his voice carrying a calculated tone. "Let them communicate like civilized beings. Perhaps there is hope for resolution."

With those enigmatic words, Lumiere strode confidently toward the ethereal portal.

Sehveresta's eyes remained fixed on Lumiere as he vanished into the swirling vortex.

His mind raced with unanswered questions, struggling to piece together the enigmatic puzzle that was Lumiere.

"Strength that rivals a battle god... Brutality akin to a demon lord... Sadism befitting a curse king... Radiance of a god..."

Sehveresta muttered to himself.

"Who is he truly?"

...

Meanwhile, within the opulent throne room of Vyndariel's castle, the Demon King watched Lumiere's departure through a crystal orb.

Vyndariel's expression remained inscrutable as he observed Lumiere's actions.

"Who would have thought... that boy is Lumiere," Vyndariel mused aloud, his voice tinged with a trace of amusement.

Taking a leisurely sip of his wine, he allowed a small smile to dance on his lips.