The Seraphic System

The Seraphic System

Chapter: 17

Note: So some guy in the reviews thinks it's stupid that the mc didn't stop during the middle of a fucking heist and rush to choose a new skill, when it was mentioned he wanted to take his time. Choosing dark wisdom doesn't mean he gets all the spells with it. It means he can use the original function of the skill.

We've repeatedly shown through the chapters that when the mc downloads a skill none of its previous use or mastery comes with it, you would think some people would be smart enough to realise this would mean dark wisdom wouldn't carry any of the spells that momonga had but apparently not.

So actually it makes him smart for not choosing it during a heist because it would have been absolutely useless and would have gotten him killed or captured. So don't worry about the 'intelligence buff' being 'useless' 

Hope this clears things up. 

Notice: I've started up a pa/ t reon with six chapters in advance, details at the bottom of the chapter if you're interested I'll keep posting regardless

(The Aftermath)

I stared down at the rapidly cooling corpse of the Deva I had just fought tooth and nail against. I ignored everything going around me as I stared at the content smile that his corpse wore.

My eyes drifted to the floating screens hovering casually in the air.

Essence of Namara gained.

Please choose your inheritance

[Wind Manipulation]

[Lightning manipulation]

I didn't know how to feel. I should feel happy to receive such an invaluable gift. It saved me a download, and it felt more intimate in a way, the fact it had been gifted instead of downloaded.

Yet, it felt like a kick in the balls. Not physically, but, it just felt like a big slap on the face. I didn't know how to feel or react. Emotions were cycling through me at a rate that would make a therapist deem me insane.

My fist clenched and unclenched. I didn't react as my angels surrounded me protectively, or when the vague shouts came my way. I slowly glanced over to another screen that was yet another slap to my face.

[Quest completed!]

[Quest]

Namara, the Tempest Deva [Completed!]

Description: Namara, once a celestial being of serene countenance, fell from grace and embraced a malevolent transformation, becoming the Tempest Deva. Veiled in storm clouds, Namara's majestic form now radiates an ominous aura, embodying malevolence.

You've been requested to steal his weapon of power and potentially eliminate him.

Objective: Steal the Tempest Chakrams. [Completed!]

Bonus objective: Defeat Namara. [Completed!]

Reward: Tempest Chakrams, Skill Book [Presence Concealment]

Bonus reward: Legendary Gacha.

A new screen appeared which only added salt to a wound that was currently festering.

Tempest Chakrams wish to Bind

Accept/Decline

I robotically tapped "Accept" and lowered my head away from the screen. My eyes glanced back down to Namara's glazed orbs. I vaguely heard shouting as my angels took up defensive positions.

I felt exhausted. Both mentally and physically. That had been the hardest fight, not including the beat down with the crazy yandere dragon. The storm that had been permanently raging above us started to dissipate.

Just another sign that Namara had well and truly been killed. I'm sure my current reaction to his death would confuse others. Why be sad? You just killed an enemy. He gave you no choice.

True. I guess it was because of the strange connection I felt. I liked Shanu, enough to consider him a friend, but Namara had understood. That was probably why I felt like shit.

Another screen to the side soured my mood further.

50000 credits gained 

I scowled and looked away. Was the system doing this on purpose? Normally, credit notifications don't even pop up anymore.

Perhaps it's because it's such a large amount compared to the other small amounts I had been getting. The death of a mid-ultimate class being would be noteworthy.

My eyes focused back on the inheritance. Honestly, I didn't even want to accept it. Well, I was going to accept it because I'm more power-hungry than a dark Lord, but that's beside the point.

Sighing dejectedly, while lightning manipulation sounds good. Namara's preferred element was obviously wind. I guess in honor of him, I could do this much. Not like wind manipulation was bad either way.

I could always get lightning at a later date, and wind would go well as an offensive skill. The tempest Chakrams should be able to give me a limited control over lightning. Being able to blast my opponent's back sounded fun. With that in mind, I selected wind manipulation.

Inheritance selected

Wind manipulation gained

[Wind Manipulation] (LVL: 0/20) {Novice}

[Wind manipulation, this skill allows the user a control over the very wind itself. The skill is linked to freedom and free will. The more you embrace it the more connected you are with the element]

[Passive effect: Reduces wind manipulation cost by 10%]

I finally woke up from my daze and looked around, only to blink. I was surrounded. Literally hundreds of people had me and my angels surrounded who were currently guarding me with fervour.

Shanu stood on one side, his stone guards behind him and looking ready to fight. On the other side was a woman with almost unhealthy pale skin in a scantily clad dress, with many people behind her also looking ready to fight. She had markings on her body which I couldn't make out.

Her long, dark hair cascaded down to her lower back, framing her face. With vivid ice blue eyes that held a cold aura, she wore a crown of shadows rested upon her head which I personally found a bit extra.

In the middle of this circle of two sides arguing. It was me and my angels.

'Appraisal.'

I appraised the very pissed-off-looking lady standing with her arms crossed. She noticed me and glared.

{Name: Sunita}

{Titles: Devi Of Death/Daughter Of Yama}

{Race: Devi}

{Power level: 10000}

Yikes. All the men behind her were dressed in black, almost ninja-like attire with swords drawn. They wore demonic face masks that seemed to scream in agony. Quite the fearsome appearance.

Seems our battle had drawn quite the spectacle. I suppose the ultimate class of city-destroying beings would do that. Taking a brief look at the city, I winced. Not a good first impression.

I mean, most of the damage was from Namara or my body being smashed through buildings. I couldn't be blamed for all of this. Even though I had kind of started the battle with my attempt to steal his weapons.

Yeah, this didn't look good. As an outsider, standing over the lifeless body of their comrade in a partially demolished city, I doubted they'd easily believe my side of the story or even care.

The more I thought about it, the more I realised how bad this looked. Shanu looked pissed yet as I listened I realised he was still defending me. Which made me feel a bit better, though by the look sent my way he was beyond angry.

Here I was, sitting between two pissed-off divine beings, both comfortable in the ultimate class. With an army behind them. With no mana and barely any energy left. One of my angels was somewhere far away, buried in rubble. Potentially dead.

Looking at the three angels who had fought with me, they were looking a bit beaten up. Their mana was probably low, judging by the large attacks they were sending out. "Holy smite" had been able to burn Namara and destroy a city block.

They may be Ultimate class beings, but they were only a stat point more than the peak-high class. So I wasn't too surprised that they were winded.

Pretty sure I had read a description of that spell listing it as a seventh-tier spell.

While decent, it hadn't been worthy compared to some other upper-tiered spells. I had to wonder what other spells from Yggdrasil did they know? Something to think about once I escape the furious "Devi of Death," glaring at me as though I've chopped off her child's head and fed it to a snail.

The two angels who had held off the flying tempest Chakrams looked winded but in much better shape overall than the others.

"Shanu, I'm warning you. Step aside and stop defending the child who killed one of ours. The outsider must be executed for his actions!" The angry yet oddly melodious voice echoed through the battlefield and brought me back to the situation at my hands

"Would an apology help?" I deadpanned.

Only to be shut up by the two vicious glares sent on me as mana started leaking in the air.

"Not now, Kai!" Shanu shouted.

Oh dear, he's even calling me by my true name. Perhaps I should let myself get executed in favour of the lecture I would no doubt be receiving. I briefly contemplated it.

The two Deva and Devi kept arguing, and I decided to open the legendary gacha I had received from the completed quest. Looking around at my surroundings was only making me more depressed, as Namara's corpse kept entering my vision.

That dampened the excitement I normally had when opening a gacha, especially my first legendary one.

[Would you like to roll the Legendary gacha token?]

[Yes/no]

I selected "Yes" with a frown.

[Rolling Legendary Gacha Token…]

The True Kings Ring Gained

[The True Kings Ring] [Legendary]

Description:

This ring is a mystical artefact of immense power, with the ability to transport its wearer into a hidden sub-dimension. Crafted by ancient sorcerers in ages long past, this enchanted ring serves as a gateway to a realm for the bearer.

Key Features:

- Dimensional Gateway: When activated, the Ring opens a portal to a hidden pocket dimension that spans vast expanses. Within this extradimensional space, the laws of reality are mutable, and the possibilities are limited only by the imagination of the user.

- Village-Scale Realm: The sub-dimension accessed by the ring encompasses an area as vast as 10 km

My eyes widened in shock, I knew I was going to be getting my first legendary roll from the gacha but getting access to a whole sub-dimension.

That was beyond my expectations. Ignoring the increasingly heated argument, I took out the ring. It emitted an unnatural glow, casting a subtle lilac shine. The ring is a striking black band of unknown metal adorned with a purple crystal embedded in it.

The true king's ring, huh? At least I had a way to escape the shit storm I was currently in. My main problem right now is the exhaustion my body is experiencing. My body was aching, and my mana was spent.

Now the adrenaline had faded, and my body was simply becoming more sluggish by the second. Not to mention that the "Devi of Death" had a thousand more in her power level than the weakened Namara, whom I had already struggled to defeat.

My chakra was also pretty low. So there would be no giant attacks. Turns out that keeping a raging Deva contained even for even a little amount of time consumed a lot of chakra.

My eyes landed on the body of Namara and I hesitated. Feeling a wave of shame. I could use Mokuton to drain some mana from his corpse. I didn't know how much he had left since he was throwing around some powerful attacks, but it should be a decent amount.

I frowned, honestly. Even if I did get my mana back I had no teleportation skill and I already felt guilty enough. Sucking the remaining mana out of his dead body with Mokuton would just make me feel more shitty.

"Get closer to me," I whispered to my angels, who perked up at my quiet command.

They started backing up to me, slowly as to go unnoticed, as Sunita and Shanu hurled comments at each other in some sort of political battle I frankly gave no shit about. I made sure all of our bodies were in contact with each other.

I didn't know if this would work, but I wanted to try. While I could summon more, I felt oddly connected to the angels that had just helped me win the battle. Plus, I'm pretty sure there was something about a cool down before I could use it again.

Unfortunately, I didn't know where the last angel was or if he was even alive. I would come back to check when I rested and recovered from this battle. For now, I couldn't risk it. I would have to give my angels names at some point.

Referring to them in my head as angels was getting annoying.

"This ends now, Shanu!" Sunita shouted.

"It seems you two have some issues that need solving." I cut them off and didn't budge at their glares.

"I'm rather tired and while the political argument over the execution of my humble self is very interesting, I think I'll have to pass. Bye-bye." I said, in a drawl and a lazy smirk.

Did I worsen it? Yes. The Devi of death was calling for my head anyway. Acting like a gentleman wouldn't get me out of this, so why bother? Especially when I'm drained.

I activated the ring with the instinctual knowledge from the system. A crack appeared in space and a lilac coloured energy covered us. Sunita's eyes widened in surprise before she roared in anger. Which was rather overdramatic if you ask me.

The tempest Chakrams exploded out of the rubble and into my outstretched hand just in time, I sent them into my inventory with a quick mental command. A large mass of pale green-blackish energy exploded towards me.

I noticed everything it touched withering away and simply raised an unimpressed eyebrow as we disappeared before it could hit us. I let out a sigh of relief as I noticed my angels covered in the same lilac energy.

I suppose the title "Devi of Death" was well-deserved, that attack looked nasty. As soon as we appeared within the sub-dimension, my eyes darted around our new surroundings.

We stood in a forest teeming with life, lush grass and trees with the greenest leaves I had ever seen. The forest was almost too perfect, the sky above was a clear blue with soft fluffy white clouds slowly moving through the air.

It was like some sort of attempt at creating paradise.

Despite its beauty, there was an eerie absence of animals. A gentle breeze travelled through the forest. The rustling leaves created a peaceful atmosphere. My eyes gazed over to a simple-looking house.

It looked to be an ordinary house, albeit quite large. With three stories, it was more akin to a small mansion.

Feeling the exhaustion finally kicking in and being able to let my guard down, I fell down onto my knees.

"Father!" My angels shouted in worry.

They were beside me instantly. Fussing over me and supporting me as I wobbled unsteadily. I let myself fall unconscious, the soothing atmosphere and the exhaustion emotionally and physically finally took its toll.

-{Shanu}-

Shanu slammed his foot down and a massive pillar of earth exploded up, the mass of death energy collided and exploded against it. His eyes narrowed in fury as he lowered the large stone wall.

Despite everything, Shanu was glad that Kai had escaped. Shanu knew the boy couldn't be blamed for defending himself. Shanu had played a vital part in tempting the boy into taking the mission.

Shanu hadn't expected it to end up like this. Sure, he didn't expect Kai to succeed, but he had thought in the worst case he could use the crystal given to him and just escape via teleportation.

The fact Namara had a barrier put up, one that was so strong that it could block an ultimate class being's teleportation meant that it had been prepared well before the young angel had decided to attempt the mission.

It made Shanu want to kick himself. There had been no signs of the usual anti teleportation wards.

'I should have been more careful' Shanu thought as he mentally sighed.

His eyes gazed down on the cold form of Namara's body that looked strangely peaceful.

'Where did it go wrong, Namara?' Shanu mentally asked.

Shanu was feeling many regrets at the moment. He truly hoped Kai was safe and had found a place to recover from his battle with Namara.

Also what a surprise it was for Shanu.

Kai had defeated Namara. Shanu had to admit, he had vastly underestimated the boy's capabilities. Even if Shanu had a sneaking suspicion that something strange had happened.

'Especially with the appearance of those angels. Did Kai lie to me about having no affiliations?' Shanu thought suspiciously before shaking his head.

'He couldn't have, even if he somehow got past the falling or even used a half-truth, Kai had directly said he wasn't. So perhaps those angels weren't with the angel faction?' Shanu was trying to figure out the puzzle surrounding this whole situation.

His attention was brought back to the seething Devi of death.

"Shanu!" She screamed.

Shanu smiled innocently.

"Ah, yes. Kai is certainly a sneaky one." He said in a grandfatherly tone. Which served to piss off the Devi of death. She never liked to be belittled

She restrained herself from attacking. Sunita wouldn't risk breaking the ancient pact.

"Why defend an outsider, Shanu? The boy attacked and killed one of our own. He killed Namara, your old friend! It doesn't matter if he comes from a race of noble beings, he should be judged by our Law." She gritted out.

Shanu rolled his eyes internally.

"You're correct, it's not just because he's an angel. The boy has been living in my city and is… a friend. It is my fault that it came down to this. The child shouldn't be punished." Shanu spoke truthfully.

He had come to see Kai as one of his own. Despite the boy's many problems, he had become more open to Shanu over the past month.

The boy was still guarded and downright brutal at times, but had tried his best not to cause trouble, and aside from being attacked by an assassin, he had stayed true to his word.

Sunita sneered.

"That doesn't excuse anything. If you won't do anything about the boy. I will." She declared before stomping off in a huff.

Shanu shook his head. He hoped that Kai would contact him soon once he had recovered. Even if Shanu blamed himself, a long lecture about safety and precautions was needed.

-{Kai}-

Waking up with a yawn, I found myself in a comfortable yet unfamiliar bed.

I blinked in confusion before my mind suddenly booted up.

Glancing out the large window that was next to the bed, I was given a view over the large unnaturally perfect forest.

Everything that had happened registered, and I took time to process it.

It almost felt like a dream. My body no longer ached, and my mana was back to full capacity. I got out of bed and noticed I was shirtless.

I'm assuming my angels brought me here, did they strip me too?

I didn't know how to feel about that revelation. The fact they referred to me as "father" was complicated enough. Hopefully, no one had seen them calling me that. The implications of anyone finding out about it were a bit terrifying.

Running a hand through my silky blonde hair, I got out of the comfortable bed. I looked around for my shirt, but to no avail. Just then, the door opened.

"Father, you're awake!" A female angel shouted in surprise as she walked in.

I paused, gone was the helmet covering her face and now was a clear view of her face. Smooth blonde hair falling down her back with blue eyes staring at me with joy.

Weren't the Cherubim Gatekeeper angels supposed to have the head of a lion in Overlord? Admittedly, I wasn't too well-versed on the subject, but I am pretty sure it was as I remember.

I patted myself on the back regardless of her appearance, pantheon had been a good choice in terms of sub-skills. I would need to download Momonga again to get a proper look over some of those attack spells.

I was aware that there were other angel summoning spells and that the Cherubim Gatekeeper weren't the strongest, but I hadn't exactly had much time to go through the sub-skills.

Since I'm pretty sure there was the Seraph Empyrean and Seraph Aerosphere above the Cherubim Gatekeepers. I wasn't too knowledgeable, but I had searched it up before in my older life during my manga days.

There were also the lower-tiered angel summons, but I didn't know much about them—still, something to look into at a later date. I shook my head and focused back on the angel in my embrace.

I was getting too excited over the prospect of being able to have my own angels, but who wouldn't be?

"Uhh, hello? You wouldn't happen to know where my shirt is?" I asked, somewhat unsure of myself.

The angel beamed.

"We burned it." She chirped.

I deadpanned.

"Care to give me the reason as to why?" I asked.

"It was dirty and had rips through it, father couldn't be seen wearing such low-quality clothing." She replied proudly.

Well, okay then.

Summoning a new shirt from my inventory, I put it on somewhat awkwardly as the female angel stared without shame. I wasn't mentally prepared to deal with this.

"How long have I been asleep?" I asked to fill the silence.

"Two days." She beamed.

I paused.

"Two days?!" I exclaimed in shock.

I was out cold for two entire days. Oh, shit. Grizella was alone. Galadriel was back at the hotel with her. My eyes narrowed. I went to address the angel in front of me before pausing.

Right, I needed to give her a name.

"Your name is now… Avael," I commanded, I didn't know what else to call her. My naming sense hadn't gotten better even with the boost to my intelligence.

I'm fairly certain that all angel names end with "el," so I just added it to "Ava." It didn't sound too bad. Hopefully.

"Thank you, father!" The newly named Avael exclaimed happily.

I frowned.

"I want you and your… siblings? To refer to me as 'little brother' from now on." I commanded. She nodded her head quickly, and I sighed in relief.

Being called "father" was a bit disconcerting.

"Father, why would you lower yourself with such a title?" She protested.

"Calling me father will cause certain problems I'm not ready for as of this moment," I replied.

She looked confused but relented nonetheless.

"Avael, go gather your siblings and gear up. We will be travelling back into hostile territory." I tried my best to imitate a king giving orders. Whether I succeeded would be left up for debate.

"Yes, fath-little brother." She responded quickly and left to get her fellow angels.

This was going to be troublesome to deal with. Still, it felt good to have the backup of five low-ultimate class angels behind me.

I was going to be annoyed if that blue-skinned bitch had hurt my familiar.

-Scene Break-

A crack appeared in the air, emitting a lilac-coloured energy that spread out before we found ourselves back where we had initially entered the sub-dimension. It was something I made a note of, that the sub-dimension would always return us to our entry point.

I had attempted to teleport back to Shimla, more specifically my hotel room as an experiment to see if I could use my sub-dimension as a portal, but it appears that I could only enter where I left.

My eyes scanned the crater, now with Namara's body gone and no sign of Shanu or Sunita. Most importantly, no signs of their armies surrounding us. My angels were back in the dimension for now, ready to be called upon at a moment's notice.

Since I had no means to teleport back, flying back would involve traversing different territories. I wore my mask to avoid being seen, but that wouldn't apply to my angels, who lacked any presence concealing spells.

I also had my new skill presence concealment activated to level it up.

[Presence Concealment] (LVL: 2/20) {Novice}

[Presence Concealment, a skill that allows the user to mask their presence with a small amount of mana usage. This skill is commonly used by assassins and shinobi allowing the user to go undetected]

[Passive effect: Reduces presence detection by 10%]

I flew up, I noticed that the city was mostly deserted, save for some hooded figures using magic to repair the destroyed buildings.

A blue energy released from their hands and made the scattered rubble reassemble into the correct place.

It was interesting to see; I guessed they had evacuated all the remaining civilians and were now performing damage control. I could pinpoint where they had started working, as about a quarter of the damaged city appeared to be in perfect condition.

A shout drew my attention, and I turned to see a hooded figure pointing at me. A blue bolt of energy shot past me and exploded the house another hooded figure was working on.

A vague shout of "the fuck?" Could be heard as suddenly a lot more hooded figures turned and noticed me. Then a shower of attacks started being shot at me. Which resulted in a lot of explosions.

While I had presence Concealment, that didn't exactly work when I was hovering in the middle of a city in broad daylight. It wasn't invisibility.

Weren't these guys meant to be rebuilding the city? Why are they using such needlessly destructive attacks? I flew away from the city and the rampaging hooded figures. Who was on a destructive spree.

I guess this was as good a time as any to try out my new wind manipulation skill. Tapping into the new power, I felt a sensation, like the ones I got when I used my light manipulation and mokuton.

With a wave of my hand, a powerful gust of wind shot out and hurled the hooded figure into a nearby house, smashing through it. I frowned at the mana expenditure, I'd need to level up the skill, since I wasn't quite accustomed to using that much mana for a simple attack.

The hooded figure didn't get up again, presumably unconscious. An explosion splashed against my light bubble, and I countered with a few gusts of wind against all the hooded figures who had taken notice of me.

Landing on the ground, I used mokuton to send roots that wrapped around one of the hooded figures I left conscious, and I absorbed his mana directly into mine, though I didn't really need it since I had plenty left. But hey, it never hurts to be fully charged.

A small root connected us as he was drained and I finally addressed him.

"What's your name?" I asked, I already knew since I had appraised him. He wasn't a threat. It seemed none of these hooded figures were meant to fight.

"I won't tell you, bastard." He spat, literally, and I dodged out of the way.

"Fine, Aahan. If you wish to be stubborn, I guess your family will pay for the transgression."

His eyes widened.

"How do you know my family?!" Aahan shouted.

I didn't, and I wouldn't really bother going through with the threat, but he didn't need to know that.

"I'm going to give you one chance. Where is the angel that was left here? Was he alive? If so, where did they take him?" I questioned.

I didn't know if they had found him, but I didn't want to go on a useless search if they had.

"Y-yes, they found the body of a male angel." He stuttered quickly.

"Alive or dead?" I asked.

"Alive." He replied quickly.

I went to speak only to hear shouts. I released the magician and dragged him into a half-destroyed house as many more hooded figures arrived, this time with actual warriors in tow.

A quick appraisal showed me a lot of high-class beings arriving, nothing I couldn't handle, but I didn't think escalating the situation would do me any good. I looked menacingly at the magician and quickly bound him again.

Most of his mana was gone since I had been gradually draining it, so he didn't bother putting up a fight.

"Where did they take the angel?" I quietly asked.

The magician Aahan squirmed uncomfortably and he looked hesitant. I glared at him, and he finally relented after a few moments of staring.

"Ok, ok, the word is the angel is being held in a small fortress in the mountains nearby. The angel is being questioned for the whereabouts of uh, well… You." Aahan explained nervously.

"You know your family will suffer if this information is incorrect, yes? I'm not feeling charitable at the moment." I threatened. I didn't really mean it since it seems like a waste of time, but he would be less inclined to lie with the threat on the table.

"I'm telling the truth, I swear it on Varuna." He replied in a desperate tone of voice.

For a moment, I felt a presence watching us. It was fleeting, barely noticeable, but I felt it and quickly scanned the room for anyone else.

Aahan went on to tell me everything, including the location of this fortress and what to expect. As soon as he was done, I didn't waste any time and drained him of the rest of his mana.

He quickly fell unconscious from mana exhaustion. He would be cursing me for days after he experienced the hangover he would inevitably have. Mana exhaustion wasn't a good feeling.

My eyes went over to the mountain he had pointed towards, it was somewhat far away but still visible to any supernatural gaze. A part of me told me this was more danger than it was worth, especially when you consider I could summon more in the future.

The thought of one of my angels being questioned and possibly tortured over me made me feel annoyed.

I wasn't going to let some supernatural assholes damage what was mine. With that in mind, I took off and over towards the mountain.

-END-

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