Harem Incubus System: I Broke Supernatural Beauties With Earthly Kinks-Chapter 32: Demon Prince Luciel Zode

’Even if it’s a 25% probability, it’s worth a try.’

"I’m done running." With a faint, confident smile tugging at the corner of his lips, he raised one of the daggers and pointed it directly at the supernatural.

"Kill me if you can."

The supernatural grip on the spear tightened even more. She definitely sensed a change in him.

It wasn’t like their first encounter, now it was different. During their first encounter he couldn’t fight, couldn’t run, how he disappeared from her sensory field was a big mystery to her.

But now? He showed off a new set of weapons, even dared to fight her knowing there was no chances of victory.

’Has he grasped a concept of his abilities? No, it doesn’t matter if he has. In the end, no matter how much of his abilities he learns, it doesn’t change the fact that he’s going to die by my hands!’

With a single thought, the supernatural twirled the fiery spear in her hand and charged at him in one single leap.

BOOM!

A loud explosion echoed through the alleyway, and a cloud of dust shot up into the air as it crackled with heat. As the dust cleared, the supernatural eyes settled on her spear that blew through the walls of a building, and Mason was no where in sight.

"That was too close for comfort." She heard a voice behind her, then she spun around immediately and her gaze settled on Mason.

He stood there with a smug smile, and his crimson eyes glowed for a brief moment.

"What?" The supernatural didn’t know what to think, one thing was for certain, she was clearly faster than him, so how did he manage to evade her at the last second?

’I never thought combining my speed with the Incubus Order would let me escape her even if momentarily, but I’m not sure if that’ll work again.’

"Is that the best you’ve got?" Mason taunted her.

She frowned, but immediately regained her composure. "It’s always the same with you bastards no matter the generation, you only think about yourselves, not minding just how much your actions affects others."

As she spoke, her energy ignited like a swirling firestorm. Each time she looked at him, she saw a spitting image of his predecessors, she saw the demon king. "Those accursed eyes, those eyes that took everything from me, I’ll claim them as my prize!"

She charged forward again, swinging her spear with practiced precision at him, but at every last moment, Mason managed to deflect it with the Lycan’s fangs by combining his combat speed with the Incubus Order ability to stop or momentarily slow down time.

"What!?" Mason muttered as he stumbled back a bit, before he realized it, the supernaturals movements grew more fluid, more faster and sharper. It seemed like she was adapting to him even more faster than before and before he knew it, her spear grazed his shoulders.

[Demon’s King Longevity has been activated]

His wounds healed in an instant, and the coiling steam from his generation only made her even more angry. "Damn you!"

She raised her spear as high as she could, and a torrent of flames coiled around it the next second. "Demon Art: Hell’s Fury!"

As she drove the spear down at him, Mason stood motionless, with his hair casting a shadow over his eyes.

Then, he raised his head and his eyes radiated with a crimson glow.

[Bloodline Ability (Incubus Order) has been activated]

The supernatural’s heart skipped a beat, and the next second, she fell to her knees. Her hell’s fury dissipated into thin air, and she felt a weird sensation coursing through her body.

"What is this..." She muttered under her breath and she couldn’t understand what was going on. Her body grew hotter by the second, it felt like a 300 ton weight was tied around her body, and for some reason, she couldn’t channel her spiritual energy properly.

She struggled to raise her head, but when she did, her eyes shot open in horror, almost as if her worst nightmare was standing right in front of him.

What she saw wasn’t the naive 16 year old kid who had no idea what his heritage was, no, with the shadow over his eyes, his crimson eyes that glowed in the isolated darkness, and his physique shaped by his newly acquired levels.

What she saw was a silhouette of the young demon king five hundred years ago.

[Incubus Order (Level 1): With the authority of the demon king, even time shall bend to your will for a given duration.]

[Incubus Order (Level 2): With the demon king authority evolved, you now have control over your potential harem candidates.]

[Incubus Order (Level 3): With the authority of the demon king, you have gained control over your designated target. All space and matter shall bend to your will over a given range.]

’W—Whoa.’ Mason said in his thoughts as several holographic panels shot up, accurately describing the abilities of the Incubus Order at each level.

It was weird as first, each time he used the Incubus Order, his original objective was to slow down time, but that wasn’t what happened. Against Lady Kaori, instead of her freezing, her body obeyed his instructions.

At first he didn’t think much of it, because he was pissed, but now that the same thing happened for the supernatural, it actually worried him.

He also felt the rapid surge of power flowing through him, it was unlike before, even when he used the Incubus Order long ago.

And in all honesty, it was a sensation he couldn’t get enough of.

"Now then." Mason stepped right in front of her with a grin on his face. "You might be stronger and faster than me physically, but when compared to the demon’s king authority, your defiance is limited."

He crouched to his knees, and stared straight into her eyes. The supernatural body grew hotter each time she saw his eyes, and it was sickening.

"Now then, why don’t you tell me why you want me dead to the extent you’d bring beasts just to make sure our session isn’t interrupted."

"You vile bastard... Like I’d tell you anyth-" She tried to resist, but Mason’s crimson eyes glowed even brighter, and she felt her throat burning.

"I want to kill you because that is the only way of getting my revenge against the demon king after he disappeared three hundred years ago." She submitted to him.

"Three hundred years ago?" Mason’s brows jerked. "I understand that I’m a descendant of the demon king, but how does that concern me when it happened centuries ago?"

"You are a spitting image of the demon king when he was younger, and we heard rumors about the son of the demon king Meliodum being on earth, and after years of searching, I finally found you."

"Wait wait wait, what?" Mason heard it from her mouth during their last encounter, but he assumed she mistook him for someone else.

"You’re telling me I’m this Meliodum? Son of the demon king?"

"I’m telling you that you aren’t what you think you are."

"Then what am I?"

"Meliodum is just the name given to honor the last living demon of the royal blood. You are the last of the ancient race of demons that existed thousands of years ago, the last son of the Primordial Demon king, Luciel Zode."