The Incubus System Chapter 1434. I Critique The Design
The Incubus System Chapter 1434. I Critique The Design
I raised my hand. “Siphon.”
Dark threads snapped out from my palm like hungry veins, latching onto the nearest angels before they could even react. Their halos flickered. Their armor dimmed. And then…
Yeah.
That familiar pull.
Mana.
Sweet, rich, divine mana flowing into me like someone opened a faucet directly into my core.
It felt good.
Too good.
Warm. Clean. Powerful.
Almost addictive.
I exhaled slowly as the energy surged through me, filling every corner of my body, knitting the small burns, sharpening my senses.
And then…
[Ding! Your Demonic Power has completely recovered!]
[You can’t siphon more mana.]
…
I blinked.
“Huh?”
That was… not the reaction I expected.
I tilted my head slightly, still holding the siphon, waiting for the next wave.
Nothing.
No overflow.
No extra.
Just… full.
I frowned.
“…No, no, that’s not how this works.”
I raised my hand again.
“Siphon.”
The threads snapped out again, grabbing another batch of angels who were still trying to stand up.
Mana flowed.
Same sensation.
Same warmth.
Same…
[Ding! Your Demonic Power has completely recovered!]
[You can’t siphon more mana.]
…
I stared at the system notification.
Then at my hand.
Then back at the system.
“…You’re joking.”
I tried again.
“Siphon.”
Again.
Again.
Again.
Each time.
[Ding! Your Demonic Power has completely recovered!]
[You can’t siphon more mana.]
“…Okay.”
I dropped my hand, shoulders sagging just a little as I let out a long, slow breath.
“Okay, system,” I muttered, rubbing my face. “Explain. Why can’t I get more? Yesterday? Puriel literally almost turned into a walking divine battery.”
A pause.
[First, what happened in the Demon Hunter lab and the previous facility is because the mana was uncontained. It forced itself into you. You became the container.]
I nodded slowly.
“Okay… makes sense.”
[Second, what happened yesterday is categorized as peak-level intimacy.]
I blinked.
“We didn’t have sex.”
[Correction: Intimacy does not require sexual activity.]
I frowned.
“That still sounds wrong.”
[Puriel’s Love Meter: 10/10.]
[She has reached peak intimacy by willingly choosing to sacrifice herself for you.]
[She granted full authorization for you to take over her power.]
…
Oh.
Oh.
That… actually explained everything.
I stood there for a second, processing.
Then scratched the back of my head slowly.
“That’s… a lot.”
Because yeah.
That wasn’t just trust.
That wasn’t just affection.
That was… absolute.
And I didn’t know whether to feel good about that or… Concerned.
A little bit of both, honestly.
I exhaled.
“Right. So basically… unless someone is that emotionally invested in me, I can’t overcharge.”
[Correct.]
“Great.”
I glanced at the angels still on the ground, groaning, trying to recover from the earlier beating.
“So you guys are basically just… batteries with limits.”
One of them glared at me.
I gave him a thumbs up.
“Appreciate the effort though.”
Yeah.
Definitely not telling Puriel about that.
Ever.
Not unless I wanted her to start doing something stupid like trying to “help” again.
Nope.
That information?
Locked.
Buried.
Gone.
I huffed and rolled my shoulders, letting the demonic energy settle comfortably inside me.
Fully charged.
But not overflowing.
Annoying.
And right on cue, more footsteps.
Heavier this time.
More coordinated.
More disciplined.
I didn’t even turn immediately.
“Of course.”
Another batch of angels appeared from between the glowing pillars. This group looked… different.
Sharper armor.
Brighter halos.
Stronger presence.
Ah.
Upgraded version.
Nice.
One of them stepped forward, aura flaring slightly.
And then, of course.
Speech mode activated.
“You stand in violation of—”
Yeah.
No.
I wasn’t listening.
Not this time.
I half-turned away from them, eyes already scanning the surroundings instead.
Columns.
Light.
Endless sky.
No doors.
No windows.
No obvious exits.
“Seriously?”
I squinted slightly.
“Not even a door? What kind of architecture is this?”
Behind me, the angel continued speaking.
Something about justice.
Something about corruption.
Something about divine authority.
I tuned it out completely.
[Escape Route Analysis Recommended.]
“Please do,” I muttered.
Okay.
Think.
If there’s no physical exit…
Then I need to open my own.
Portal.
But, this place had suppression.
Light dimension.
Different rules.
Different energy flow.
Which meant it wouldn’t be as simple as that.
So, normal methods?
Probably blocked.
I tilted my head, staring up at the sky.
“What if I’m using brute force?”
The speech behind me stopped abruptly.
“OI!”
Ah.
There it is.
“We are talking to you!”
I raised a hand lazily without turning.
“Yeah, I know. Keep going.”
“…What?”
I finally turned halfway, glancing at them over my shoulder.
“Just tell me when you’re done,” I said casually. “I’m just looking around.”
Their expressions…
Priceless.
Confused.
Offended.
A little bit angry.
Perfect.
“I mean, this is my first time in the Light Dimension,” I added, shrugging slightly. “Kinda curious.”
“You are being judged!”
“Yeah, yeah. I know.”
I waved my hand again dismissively.
“Continue. I’ll listen later. Maybe. I have enough classes for today.”
One of them looked like he was about to explode.
The leader, taller, calmer, raised a hand to stop him.
Smart.
That one’s smarter.
I turned fully now, folding my arms loosely, wings shifting behind me as I leaned slightly to one side.
“Actually,” I added thoughtfully, glancing around again, “do you guys have like… a tour guide or something? This place is really lacking in user experience.”
Silence.
Absolute silence.
Even the glowing air felt like it paused.
“You mock the Light Dimension.”
I shrugged.
“I critique the design.”
One of them stepped forward, aura flaring harder now.
“You dare—”
“Relax,” I cut in. “You guys already tried stabbing me. That was your argument, right? Pretty sure we moved past formalities.”
Their formation tightened again.
Ah.
Back to violence.
Oh, well.
Easier to deal with.
But my eyes flicked upward again.
Still no exit.
Still no opening.
Which meant…
I’d have to make one.
[Dimensional Breach Possible.]
[Requirement: High output burst + stable anchor.]
“…Stable anchor,” I muttered.
That was the tricky part.
Because this place?
Didn’t exactly want me here.
Which meant it definitely didn’t want me opening holes in it.
I grinned slightly.
“Well…”
My wings spread wider.
Energy gathered at my core.
Demonic.
And something else.
That faint… hybrid pull.
Nephilim.
“Guess we’re doing this the hard way.”
The angels reacted instantly.
Weapons up.
Auras flaring.
“Stop!”
“Yeah, no.”
Because honestly?
I was done listening.
And if they weren’t going to give me a door, I’d make one.