The Incubus System Chapter 1433. You Abducted Me From a Toilet!

The Incubus System Chapter 1433. You Abducted Me From a Toilet!

That answer?

That snapped something.

“I haven’t done a damn thing!”

It almost came out as a yell. Almost. My voice cracked louder than I meant it to, echoing across those pristine, self-righteous marble columns like a stain on holy fabric.

I was pissed.

Not theatrical pissed. Not joking pissed.

Real pissed.

Because yeah, here I was. Holding back. Playing diplomacy. Keeping my claws sheathed because she wanted negotiation. Because she believed in bridges and responsibility and light and all that noble crap.

And this?

This was their response?

Kidnap. Accuse. Swing swords first.

For a split second, something darker slid into place inside my chest.

My ‘Remove the problem’ plan sounded more make sense now.

The thought felt clean.

Efficient.

Simple.

“Yeah, no kidding,” I muttered.

One of the angels stepped forward, jaw tight. “We are merely carrying out orders.”

Orders.

Of course.

“Whose?” I shot back.

Silence.

They didn’t answer.

Which meant everything.

Weapons flared to life, blades humming with radiant energy that burned white-blue against the glowing sky. Halo light intensified. Divine pressure thickened.

I exhaled slowly through my nose.

“Right.”

My gaze lifted slightly above them, letting my vision shift.

Names.

Levels.

Race.

One by one.

[Name: Serion]

[Level: 103]

[Race: Angel]

[Name:Ilyr]

[Level: 98]

[Race: Angel]

[Name:Varen]

[Level: 110]

[Race: Angel]

Most of them hovering around one hundred.

Not weak.

But not a problem.

Not for me.

Not like this.

They lunged.

No warning.

No last words.

Just forward momentum and divine steel aimed straight at my chest.

I didn’t summon a holy blade.

Didn’t summon Redemption.

No.

If they wanted a demon?

I’d give them one.

Black-red energy rippled down my arms as claws tore through the gauntlets of my armor, elongated, curved, gleaming like obsidian dipped in blood.

[Demonic Claw has been activated.]

[Demonic Energy has been activated.]

Heat coiled inside my core, expanding outward, aura flaring in a pulse that made the nearest angel hesitate half a second too late.

I teleported.

The world snapped sideways in a blink of shadow.

I reappeared behind the first attacker.

My claw didn’t hesitate.

It drove forward, not through his heart.

But through his shoulder.

A sickening crack of divine armor splitting under infernal force echoed across the platform. The impact knocked him forward, blade skidding uselessly across marble as he crashed down hard.

He screamed.

Good.

I twisted free and pivoted just as another blade came slicing for my neck.

Duck.

Pivot.

My wing snapped forward, catching the blade with reinforced feathers. Sparks exploded where holy steel scraped against demonic plating.

My other claw slammed into the attacker’s ribcage.

Not piercing.

Blunt force.

Enough to shatter something inside.

He flew backward like a ragdoll, crashing into one of the pillars with a heavy thud.

My eyes felt colder now.

Not rage-hot.

Just… empty.

Focused.

They detested me as a demon?

Fine.

Let them taste it.

Two more rushed from opposite sides.

Coordinated.

I let them think they had me.

Waited.

Last second, teleported.

I dropped low instead of back.

Their blades crossed where my head had been a heartbeat earlier.

I came up between them.

Claws flashed.

One swipe across a thigh, deep enough to cripple, not sever. The other drove into a forearm, tendons snapping under pressure.

Their weapons clattered to the ground.

Blood, bright, shimmering, almost golden, splattered across the marble.

I grabbed one by the collar and slammed his head into the ground.

Once.

Twice.

Not lethal.

Just enough to rattle divine arrogance loose.

Another one came screaming in, spear glowing brighter than the rest.

I caught it mid-thrust.

It burned.

Holy energy seared against my claw.

I yanked the spear forward, dragging its owner off balance.

Then I kicked.

Hard.

My boot connected with his chest plate. I felt something give under the impact.

He folded around the strike and skidded across the floor.

I exhaled.

Slow.

Measured.

They regrouped.

Formation broken now.

No clean lines.

No coordinated elegance.

Just desperation.

“You’re proving our point!” one shouted.

I laughed.

Cold.

“You abducted me from a toilet! You want to see my d*ck that badly? Are you perverts?”

Another charge.

This one faster.

Higher level.

He swung in a wide arc, blade radiating enough heat to distort the air around it.

I didn’t dodge.

I stepped inside the swing.

Too close for the blade to cut properly.

My claw punched straight into his abdomen.

Armor cracked.

Divine energy burst outward like shattered glass.

I didn’t withdraw immediately.

I leaned closer instead.

Close enough to see his eyes widen.

Then I pulled my claw out and slammed my forehead into his face.

The crack of bone echoed.

He collapsed.

Still breathing.

Barely.

I turned slowly.

Breathing steady.

Wings half-spread behind me.

Demonic aura bleeding into the immaculate white around us like ink in water.

They hesitated now.

Because I wasn’t killing them.

Could have.

Easily.

Their levels were readable.

Predictable.

Their patterns obvious.

But I had my plan.

One angel screamed and charged anyway.

Fine.

I met him head-on.

Claws crossed against blade.

Force rippled outward in a shockwave that cracked marble tiles under our feet.

I twisted, hooked my tail around his ankle mid-strike, yanked.

He hit the ground.

I followed him down, knee slamming into his chest, claw hovering a breath from his throat.

My eyes locked with his.

Cold.

Unblinking.

“You want to test if I’m evil?” I said quietly. “Keep pushing.”

His breath came fast.

Fear.

Real fear.

I stood slowly, letting him live.

Letting them all live.

Because restraint?

That hurt more than slaughter.

[Warning: Additional divine signatures approaching.]

Of course.

More coming.

I rolled my neck slowly, claws flexing.

My wings cast long shadows against the glowing floor.

If they kept interfering…

If they kept dragging me here like this…

Negotiation would become impossible.

No… I guess it was already impossible.

My eyes locked on them. Wings spread wide behind me, casting jagged shadows across the cracked marble. Claws still dripping warm divine blood. I stepped forward slowly. Deliberately. And then my smile appeared, sharp, unhurried, wrong. Not furious. Not wild. Just controlled. Calculating.