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April 26, 2026

The Incubus System Chapter 1436. Push. Climb. Repeat.

The Incubus System Chapter 1436. Push. Climb. Repeat.

I moved.

A lazy flick of my wrist, almost casual, like I was brushing dust off my sleeve.

‘Demonic Spikes.’

The ground beneath the last angel pulsed.

Black-red spikes erupted upward.

They punched straight through him, chest, shoulder, thigh, pinning him in place mid-gasp. His body jerked once. Twice. Then stilled.

Light flickered.

Halo shattered.

Silence.

[You have gained EXP!]

I stared at the notification for a second.

Yeah.

As expected.

Too easy.

Way too easy.

I rolled my shoulders slightly, claws retracting halfway as the demonic energy settled into a low hum under my skin.

“Nice…” I muttered, tone flat. “Barely worth the effort.”

Because yeah.

That wasn’t a fight.

That was cleanup.

And honestly? Kinda disappointing.

I stepped over the scattered bodies, boots clicking against cracked marble, eyes scanning the endless white around me.

“Alright,” I exhaled. “Let’s find a way out.”

Because now the real problem started.

I reached the edge of the platform, if you could even call it that, and stopped.

Looked down.

Nothing.

Just light.

Endless.

Depthless.

Like staring into a blank screen.

“Yeah, that’s not it.”

No stairs.

No doors.

No hidden passage.

Nothing below.

Makes sense.

This place?

Wasn’t designed for convenience.

It was designed for containment.

For demons.

For me.

I tapped my foot once against the edge.

“Okay… so no down.”

I turned.

Looked around again.

Still nothing.

Columns.

Sky.

Light.

And that’s when it clicked.

“Right.”

I tilted my head back.

Up.

“Of course it’s up.”

Because what haven’t I checked yet?

The sky.

Or whatever passed for one here.

I smirked faintly.

“Classic.”

I stepped back once.

Twice.

Then bent my knees slightly and jumped.

Wings snapped open mid-air, catching the lift instantly as I surged upward. The air, or divine energy, whatever this was, rushed past me as I climbed.

Higher.

Faster.

The platform shrank beneath me.

Good.

This felt right.

Too easy though.

Way too easy.

Which meant… Yeah.

There it was.

Pressure.

Sudden.

Violent.

Like slamming into an invisible wall made of spinning force.

My body jerked mid-air, wings straining as something tried to push me down.

“Oh come on.”

It felt like a massive fan.

No.

Worse.

A rotating field.

Like a tornado laid flat across the sky.

Pushing.

Grinding.

Rejecting.

“So that’s your trick.”

I grinned slightly.

“Means I’m going the right way.”

Because yeah.

If something’s trying this hard to keep me down?

That’s the exit.

I leaned forward.

Wings beat harder.

Demonic energy surged outward to stabilize my position.

“Alright… let’s see how stubborn you are.”

I pushed upward.

Again.

Again.

Each meter gained felt heavier than the last. The pressure increased, grinding against my wings, my armor, my entire body like I was forcing myself through a storm made of blades.

[Warning: External Pressure Increasing]

[Mobility Reduced: 18%]

“Yeah, I can feel that,” I muttered.

Teleport.

I blinked forward mid-air, skipping several meters instantly.

The pressure slammed into me again immediately after.

Harder this time.

“…Rude.”

Teleport again.

Blink.

Push.

Climb.

Repeat.

Each jump shaved distance, but the resistance scaled with me. Like the higher I went, the more the system, no, the dimension, decided I wasn’t allowed to be here.

My wings strained.

Muscles tightened.

Even my breathing grew heavier.

“You really don’t like me, huh?”

[Warning: Stability Decreasing]

“Noted.”

I hovered mid-air for a second, eyes narrowing as I focused.

There.

Slight distortion above.

Barely visible.

Like heat haze.

“Found you.”

I reached to the side.

Light gathered.

Pure.

Sharp.

Clean.

Redemption formed in my hand, its glow cutting against the surrounding brilliance like a blade of something… different.

I smirked faintly.

“Let’s see how you like this.”

I swung.

Hard.

The blade carved upward through the distortion.

And it hit something.

A dull, heavy thud echoed.

Invisible.

But real.

The pressure flickered.

Just slightly.

“…Oh!”

My grin widened.

“That worked.”

The resistance dropped, just a little, but enough.

Enough to confirm it.

I adjusted my grip.

“Again.”

I surged upward.

Swung.

Harder.

The blade crashed into the same invisible barrier, sending ripples through the air like a stone thrown into water.

Cracks.

Faint.

But there.

The pressure spiked violently in response, trying to force me back down.

I didn’t stop.

Didn’t hesitate.

Again.

And again.

Each swing heavier.

More force.

More intent.

“Come on,” I muttered through clenched teeth. “Break already.”

My wings flared wider, pushing against the storm, sweat forming on my temple, muscles straining hard under relentless pressure.

My arm drew back and I swung again.

Everything I had in that strike.

Momentum.

Impact.

-          CRACK!

The sound wasn’t loud.

But it was absolute.

Something gave.

The invisible barrier fractured.

Light warped.

Distorted.

Then exploded.

-BOOM!

The force threw me backward instantly.

Like I got hit by a truck made of divine energy.

“SHIT!”

No time to react.

My body spun mid-air, control slipping for a second as the shockwave blasted through me.

“Barrier!”

[You have formed a barrier]

A dark shell snapped into place around me just as the explosion fully detonated. Energy slammed against it, rippling across the surface in violent waves that made my vision blur for a second.

The impact carried me downward.

Fast.

Too fast.

I stabilized mid-fall, wings snapping open again as I fought against the descent.

The barrier flickered but held.

Barely.

“…Okay,” I exhaled, breathing heavier now. “That… worked.”

Above me, the sky wasn’t perfect anymore.

There was a tear.

Small.

Jagged.

But there.

“…Heh.”

I wiped a streak of glowing blood from my cheek with the back of my hand, smirk returning despite the strain in my body.

“Found the door.”

Because yeah.

It wasn’t clean.

It wasn’t pretty.

But it was open.

And that?

That was enough.

I flexed my fingers around Redemption, wings adjusting as I angled myself upward again.

“Round two.”

Because breaking it once?

Wasn’t enough.

I needed it wide open.

And I had a feeling, the moment I went through?

Yeah.

Something on the other side was waiting.

And honestly?

I was kind of looking forward to it.