The Incubus System Chapter 1442. Disbelief II

The Incubus System Chapter 1442. Disbelief II

The demonic heat along my arm dimmed as I let the claws fade.

I exhaled once.

“Redemption.”

Light answered.

Not hers.

Mine.

It formed in my hand like it belonged there, clean, bright, humming with a tone that didn’t clash with the room… it fit. The blade took shape in a soft flare, gold-white radiance settling into a sleek edge that felt… balanced.

Too balanced.

Her eyes widened. “You can summon a holy weapon.”

I rolled my wrist once, testing the weight, letting the light trace a lazy arc through the dust-filled air.

“Not only that,” I said, voice casual, almost bored, “I’ll give you a nice update.”

Her aura surged.

This time sharper.

More aggressive.

More… uncertain.

Good.

Because confusion?

That’s where control starts slipping.

I stepped forward.

Slow.

Relaxed.

‘Teleportation.’

Then I vanished.

I reappeared right in front of her.

Close enough to see the exact moment her focus snapped back into place.

Too late.

‘Radiant Slash.’

The blade flared.

A fast, clean arc of light cut across her guard, impact ringing out like a bell struck too hard. Sparks of gold scattered as her defense absorbed part of it, but the force still pushed her back a full step.

The floor cracked under her heel.

The lingering burn followed.

Soft glow.

Subtle damage.

Testing.

Always testing.

“You’re full of surprises,” I murmured.

She didn’t answer.

She attacked.

Multiple weapons this time.

Not just spear.

Not just chains.

Blades formed mid-air, dozens, floating around her like a halo of controlled violence.

Then they fired.

All at once.

The chamber lit up with streaks of gold as the weapons shot toward me from every angle.

I didn’t move immediately.

Watched.

Calculated.

Then, teleport.

I blinked sideways, reappearing just outside the initial wave as the blades slammed into the ground behind me in a chain of explosions, marble shattered, dust erupted, shockwaves overlapping in a chaotic ripple.

“Skills spam,” I muttered. “Nice.”

She was already moving again.

Chains lashed outward, trying to predict my next position.

I didn’t give her one.

‘Smite Bolt.’

I flicked my wrist.

A compact sphere of holy energy shot forward, cutting through the incoming chains and detonating on contact with her barrier in a sharp, focused explosion.

Light burst outward.

Not enough to break her defense.

But enough to disrupt.

Enough to force adjustment.

I stepped forward through the fading glow.

Unhurried.

Nonchalant.

Like this was a conversation, not a fight.

“Surprised?” I asked lightly.

She stared at me.

Really stared.

“How…”

“Nephilim,” I answered before she finished.

Because yeah.

No point hiding it now.

“That means I get both sides of the coin.”

Her expression tightened.

Not fear.

Not yet.

But something close.

Something that didn’t fit her perfect control.

She raised her hand.

The air changed.

Heavy.

Dense.

Then… It dropped.

A field of radiant energy slammed into the chamber, covering the entire area in a crushing wave of divine pressure.

Full field.

[Warning: High-Level Area Skill Detected]

I exhaled.

“Alright.”

‘Barrier.’

[You have formed a barrier.]

Darkness surged outward from me, forming a layered dome that clashed directly against the descending light. The collision created a grinding sound, like two forces trying to overwrite each other.

The floor buckled.

Cracked.

Dust shot upward in thick clouds.

The barrier held.

Barely.

I stepped forward through it.

Because standing still?

Boring.

‘Teleportation.’

I reappeared above her.

Mid-air.

Blade already drawn back.

“Blessed Comet.”

Light gathered.

Condensed.

Then dropped.

A glowing mass of holy energy slammed down toward her position, compressing the air around it into a violent descent that felt like gravity itself decided to assist.

Impact.

Explosion.

The chamber shook.

Hard.

Fragments of marble launched outward in every direction, the shockwave slamming into pillars and sending cracks racing upward like lightning scars.

Dust swallowed everything.

I landed lightly at the edge of the blast radius, blade resting loosely at my side.

“You’re still there,” I said casually.

Because yeah.

No way that finished her.

The dust parted.

She stood.

Barrier cracked.

Armor marked.

But upright.

Her gaze locked onto me.

And this time?

There was no doubt.

Shock.

Real shock.

“How can you wield both perfectly?”

I cut her off.

“Better question.”

I stepped forward again, slow, deliberate.

“How many more do you want to see?”

Her weapons shifted again.

Chains reformed.

Blades hovered.

Spear returned.

More.

Layered.

Complex.

Her output increased.

Good.

That meant she was taking me seriously now.

She launched everything.

At once.

Blades from above.

Chains from below.

Spear from the front.

A perfect kill setup.

I didn’t rush.

Didn’t panic.

Didn’t even speed up much.

I moved.

Left foot pivot. Blade angled low. A chain skimmed past my shoulder, close enough to tug a strand of hair. I dipped under a descending sword, twisted my wrist, and let Redemption slide up in a clean deflection. Sparks burst as steel kissed light.

Step in.

Her spear shifted mid-thrust into a blade, fast, but I was already inside her range. Our swords met.

-Clang!

Impact rang through the chamber, sharp and bright. I rolled the pressure off my wrist, redirected her strike downward, and answered with a diagonal slash from hip to shoulder. She blocked, barely, heels sliding back across fractured marble.

Dust lifted.

We moved again.

She swung horizontal, I leaned back just enough, the edge grazing my armor, then stepped forward with a quick upward cut. She parried, pivoted, countered with a downward strike. I caught it, twisted, and locked blades for a split second.

Close.

Too close.

Our eyes met.

Her glare? Still murderous.

Mine? Yeah… entertained.

I broke the lock, spun to her flank, and tapped her guard aside, not hard, just enough to break her rhythm. Then I stepped through it.

Inside again.

“Got you.”

Before she could reset…

‘Dark Bound.’

Shadows snapped up from the ground like living chains, wrapping around her arms, legs, tight, precise. I pushed forward, momentum carrying her down as the marble cracked beneath us.

Pinned.

I stood over her, blade resting lightly near her shoulder, smirk easy and calm.

“Since you misunderstand me…” I tilted my head. “I’ve got a better idea.”

She struggled, annoyed, not panicked.

I leaned in slightly.

“How about you and me take a trip to the human world…”

A pause.

“And ask Puriel herself?”