The Incubus System Chapter 1465. Protect First, Panic Later

The Incubus System Chapter 1465. Protect First, Panic Later

A portal opened directly on top of my dining table.

Black.

Cracked.

Demonic.

My system instantly exploded with warnings.

[Two high-level demons are approaching.]

Oh no.

No no no no…

The portal tore wider.

And two women stepped out like they were entering a fashion show instead of my already collapsing morning.

Syntyche.

Spider Queen.

Dangerous.

Beautiful.

And beside her…

Nefaris.

Vampire Queen.

Elegant smile.

Red eyes glowing softly.

Absolutely the type to ruin civilizations and call it flirting.

Both of them landed directly on my table.

Sexy poses.

Legs crossed.

Breasts half spilling out of their outfits like physics personally gave up around demon queens.

The worst part wasn’t even that.

It was the fact I couldn’t feel overwhelming demonic energy from them.

Meaning…

Irien succeeded.

The anti-detection armor worked.

Which meant these two could casually walk around the human world now.

Wonderful.

Absolutely wonderful.

Syntyche smiled first.

“Damian~”

That voice instantly gave me emotional damage.

“Did you miss us?”

Nefaris leaned lazily against the table beside her.

“My love,” she purred softly. “I missed your blood~”

I froze.

Actually froze.

Not just me either.

My pets froze too.

Even Shadow looked spiritually exhausted already.

The room entered that horrible quiet state right before disaster happens.

The calm before the storm silence.

Then…

Astra hissed.

Actual hiss.

“Demons.”

And oh.

OH.

That immediately made both demon queens slowly turn toward the angels.

Meanwhile both angels looked equally displeased.

Puriel straightened instantly.

Astra’s halo flickered.

Syntyche’s smile sharpened.

Nefaris’ eyes glowed red.

Buni whispered weakly from the floor. “…Uh oh.”

Correct.

Very correct.

My survival instincts immediately activated.

I snapped my fingers instantly. “Devil Space.”

Black energy exploded outward around the house in a massive dome.

[Devil Space Activated.]

The world distorted instantly.

Pocket dimension deployed.

Same house.

Same structure.

Different space.

No human casualties.

The notification hadn’t even fully appeared before they moved.

EXPLOSION.

-          BOOM!

The entire room detonated in pure force as holy and demonic power collided directly in the middle of my dining room.

The shockwave alone blew the table apart instantly.

Wood shattered.

Walls cracked.

Glass exploded everywhere.

“OH COME ON—”

I reacted automatically.

[You have formed a barrier!]

Shadow Barrier expanded upward instantly, not around me.

Around the second floor.

Protect first.

Panic later.

The impact slammed through the house hard enough to make the floor split beneath us.

Red barked and immediately bolted.

Smart dog.

Rave transformed into shadow smoke instantly and fled upward.

Buni screamed something about workers’ rights while escaping under the couch.

Shadow?

Already gone.

Meanwhile, I teleported away instantly just to avoid becoming collateral damage inside my own house.

Dust exploded everywhere.

The entire first floor disappeared beneath smoke and shattered furniture while holy light and demonic threads tore through the room like missiles.

The terrifying part?

None of them were fully serious yet.

I landed near the kitchen counter, or what remained of it, and coughed through the dust.

Then slowly opened my eyes again.

My first floor was gone.

Actually gone.

Destroyed.

Table obliterated.

Walls cracked.

Half the ceiling missing.

Sausages?

Dead.

Just completely dead.

I stared blankly for one full second.

Then another.

Then looked upward slowly.

“I literally JUST claimed this house back from my trashy mom!”

Nobody listened.

Syntyche’s spider threads exploded across the room while Astra countered with radiant chains of light. Nefaris blurred into red mist and appeared behind Puriel instantly, claws colliding against summoned holy blades with enough force to crack the floor again.

-BOOM!

Another explosion ripped through the room.

“EASY GUYS!”

Ignored.

Absolutely ignored.

Syntyche laughed wildly while floating upside down against the ceiling like an eldritch nightmare. “Oh? Another angel in Damian’s house?” she purred. “Interesting.”

Astra pointed her spear immediately. “He’s under Light observation.”

Nefaris looked deeply offended. “Observation?” Then her eyes narrowed dangerously. “You think you own him?”

Puriel stepped forward instantly. “Nobody said that!”

“Your aura did,” Syntyche answered casually.

This was territorial behavior.

They were literally fighting over emotional ownership rights like cursed cats.

I rubbed my face dramatically. “Why is my life like this?”

Nobody answered because another shockwave exploded through the room.

-CRACK!

One of the support pillars snapped instantly.

I teleported again before debris crushed me. “STOP BREAKING MY HOUSE!”

Syntyche paused midair briefly. “You rented this place?”

“IT’S A FAMILY HOUSE!”

Nefaris blinked slowly.

“Oh.”

Puriel looked horrified afterward. “We damaged his home…”

Astra immediately looked slightly guilty too.

Meanwhile, Syntyche floated down gracefully through the dust and tilted her head. “Can we still kill each other a little?”

“NO.”

Another silence.

Then…

Ruby’s voice came from upstairs. “ETHAN WHAT THE F*CK IS HAPPENING.”

I pointed upward dramatically. “SEE? NOW YOU WOKE THE OTHER CRAZY ONE.”

As if summoned by fate itself, Foxy and Ruby appeared at the staircase.

Ruby stopped instantly after seeing two demon queens, two angels, destroyed furniture, holy explosions, spider threads, and me standing in the middle looking emotionally exhausted.

She blinked once.

Twice.

Then pointed at the ruined dining room.

“You know,” she said slowly, “most people just drink coffee in the morning.”

“THANK YOU.”

Finally.

Someone reasonable.

Well.

Relatively reasonable.

Foxy stood beside Ruby completely frozen while her tails puffed up in stress. Meanwhile Syntyche was still upside down on the ceiling like a horror movie creature trying to cosplay elegance.

Nefaris sat gracefully on half a broken counter somehow still maintaining queen energy despite literal debris everywhere.

And the angels?

Puriel looked guilty.

Astra looked one insult away from restarting the war.

Perfect.

Absolutely perfect.

Then…

Footsteps upstairs.

Celia appeared sleepily at the staircase rubbing one eye. “Brother?” She coughed lightly from the dust. “What happened—”

Then she finally looked properly at the room.

Silence.

Destroyed floor.

Spider webs.

Demon queens.

Angels.

Me looking one inconvenience away from spiritual collapse.

Celia blinked slowly. “…Uh.”

Very wise response.

Then immediately…

“I think I’m going to do laundry upstairs.”

And she turned around.

Fast.

Smartest person in this house.

“Celia wait—”

Too late.

Gone.

Abandoned by my own sister.

I inhaled deeply afterward and looked around the ruined battlefield. “Can we talk?”

Nobody answered.

I pointed dramatically between all of them.

“Like civilized beings?”

Still silence.

Then finally Syntyche sighed dramatically and dropped from the ceiling gracefully.

“Fine.”