All Chapters of Lucian's Undoing : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

CHAPTER 121“You there,” Isadora purred, stepping through the shattered gates of the celestial outpost. “Don’t run. It’ll only make it worse.”The guard—a lower celestial wrapped in silver robes—froze mid-step, his blade trembling in his hands. Behind him, the others scrambled to raise wards, alarms flaring with golden light.“Lady Isadora,” the captain called from the inner wall, eyes wide. “You are trespassing—this is a divine stronghold sanctioned by the Hall of Ascendancy. Leave, or face judgment.”Isadora smiled slowly. Her white dress shimmered with blood-red runes, and her hair, unbound, twisted in the wind like silk caught in a storm.“Judgment?” She stepped forward. “How quaint. I’ve come for the souls. Be a dear and surrender them.”“Never.” The captain raised his blade, its edge glowing with holy power. “You will not pass.”She sighed. “So dramatic.”In the blink of an eye, she vanished—then reappeared behind him, driving her hand into his back. He gasped as her nails, shar

"Did you hear that?" Elias sat upright, heart hammering.A shrill scream pierced the stillness of the night again, followed by a bone-chilling roar. The ward around the estate should have prevented anything from getting close. This wasn't just a scream. It was a breach.Lucian was already up and gripping his sword. "That sounded like it came from the eastern wing.""Something shattered the ward," Dorian muttered, hand already glowing with energy. "I felt it go."Kai groaned, rubbing his eyes. "I swear to all the gods if this is another test, I’m going to kill someone.""It’s not a test," Kairis said tightly. She was already reaching for her twin daggers, her eyes glowing faintly. "Move. Now."The group bolted down the hallway. The floor trembled beneath their feet, and a horrid stench reached them—sulfur, blood, and something older, fouler.They reached the courtyard just as the first creature lunged.It was grotesque—part wolf, part insect, its face twisted, malformed wings beating b

CHAPTER 125“What… what is that?” Elias’s voice was hoarse, shaking, his body suddenly buckling forward.Lucian caught him before he hit the ground. “Elias—hey, breathe. What’s happening?”But Elias couldn’t respond.Inside him, Azazel screamed. Not in rage. In fear."NO!" the demon roared. “HE'S AWAKE—STOP HIM—”Thal’rean’s voice cracked through the maelstrom next. “Seal it again—Elias, you must—seal it—it should never awaken—”But Elias clutched his head, golden eyes wide, glowing, flickering like flames trying to stay lit during a storm. “It’s too loud… I can’t—can’t focus—”A ripple of divine energy tore through the atmosphere. It was like reality folded in on itself for a second, and everyone felt it—down to their bones.Kairis, who had been outside checking the perimeter, froze mid-step. Her breath caught. The glyphs over her skin flared violently. She spun and ran.Inside, Dorian and Kai had just reached Elias when Kairis burst in, panting.“It’s The Eye.”Lucian’s head snapped

CHAPTER 127The house was quiet again.Wards re-established. Bodies exhausted. Even Elias had finally gone quiet in his room, too drained to speak another word. They had all gone to sleep, one by one, drifting into that rare pocket of peace before another inevitable storm.But Lucian didn’t find peace in sleep.Not anymore.The dreams came quickly.Blinding light. A battlefield. Screams. Ash falling like snow.Lucian stood at the edge of something enormous—a cliff of stars, overlooking a realm that shimmered with impossible color. His hands were coated in blood that glittered gold under an unfamiliar sun.“You’ll never forgive me for this,” he whispered to someone behind him.He turned—The face was blurry. Glowing eyes. A voice that sounded like Elias. Lucian tried to reach forward. “Elias…?”The figure blinked at him, eyes glowing, mouth opening as if to speak—A flash of light swallowed everything.He jolted awake, chest heaving.The room was still dark. Only the sound of the wind

CHAPTER 129 Amaria stood at the head, radiating quiet authority as she addressed the room.“We need confirmation. If Valarieth truly sits among us again, then every action we take from now on must anticipate his hand in the outcome. There will be no neutral ground.”A young scribe near the back shifted uncomfortably, his golden quill trembling slightly. He raised his hand.Amaria’s eyes snapped to him instantly.“Speak.”The scribe hesitated. “I—uh—I was tasked to deliver this from the Luthien branch of the divine scouts. It contains recent movement data on the lower circles.”Amaria didn’t blink. “Did you now?”He nodded. “Yes, Mother Amaria.”Her voice went still. “The Luthien scouts don’t use scrolls anymore. They switched to memory gems a week ago.”The entire hall froze.The scribe’s form shimmered, flickering. His smile faltered.A heartbeat passed.Then Amaria’s hand lifted, glowing with golden fire.“No second chances.”Before anyone could speak, she flicked her wrist—light s