The Incubus System Chapter 1176. Time to Hunt

The Incubus System Chapter 1176. Time to Hunt

Celia groaned. “I knew peace was temporary.”

Shadow sighed. “So much for cupcake night.”

“Cupcake night’s not cancelled,” I said, heading for the kitchen. “It’s just got a pre-battle anxiety flavor now.”

And even as the weird tension faded, I knew one thing for sure.

The calm was over.

It started with a pulse. Not a normal one. Not just magic, or mana, or even holy or cursed resonance. This one felt like the town itself flinched.

I was still wiping Celia’s cupcake frosting off my jeans when it hit me in the chest like a wave of hot ash.

A massive demonic power. Thick. Oppressive. Wrong. Like someone had taken pure corruption and poured it into the air. I froze mid-motion, my eyes narrowing.

Red lifted his head, ears back, teeth bared.

“...You feel that, Master?” he growled.

“I feel it,” I said, eyes glowing faintly as my senses locked onto the source.

“It’s… big,” Shadow said from the windowsill, his tail flicking in agitation. “And close. Not right here, but still inside the town. Northeast.”

My system pinged sharply.

[ALERT: Demon Lord Class Threat]

[WARNING: Rift expanding. Demonic entities pouring through]

The notification turned red across the top of my vision.

I grinned, cracking my knuckles. “At last… they came.”

Celia blinked. “W-What just happened?”

I turned to her. “Celia, you stay home. Lock the house. Don’t open them unless it’s me.”

She sat up straight, the joke draining from her eyes. “Is it that bad?”

“It’s not a skirmish. It’s an invasion.”

Puriel stood without a word, her calm face slipping into something hard. Focused. Her wings unfurled slightly as divine light shimmered across her limbs. “I’ll come with you.”

“Good,” I said, already stepping forward.

As I reached to tear open a portal, I heard her voice in my head.

‘Ethan.’

It was Mrs. Clea. Her tone was sharp, precise, and deadly calm.

‘Another demon lord is coming. Another crack has been performed.’

I didn’t pause. Just answered her mentally.

‘Yeah. I felt it too. I’m going in now.’

‘Don’t go alone.’

‘I won’t.’

‘See you there.’

With that, I stabbed my fingers through the air, my Portal opening instantly in a swirl of smoke and ash. The space peeled apart, showing the burning edge of a skyline.

“Let’s move,” I said.

Foxy appeared next to me. Her eyes gleamed, twin daggers pulsing with dark charm magic. “Ready, Master.”

Red let out a low, guttural growl—and then his transformation began. Flames erupted from beneath his paws. His fur darkened into a deep, obsidian black, veins of ember-red glowing underneath like lava pulsing through rock. Horns curled back from his skull, his snout elongated slightly, and when his jaws opened, his fangs weren’t just sharp—they were burning. His eyes glowed like furnace coals as he doubled in size, towering over us like a beast forged straight from hell.

Shadow hissed beside him, his small frame suddenly vibrating with dark energy. His sleek black fur twisted into thorn-like spikes, and long, jagged horns sprouted from his head. His body elongated, more panther than housecat now, shadowy mist rolling off his back in waves that seemed to drain the light around him. His claws shimmered with cursed energy that distorted the air around them.

Buni didn’t hop. His transformation was quieter—creepier. His ears sharpened and elongated, one torn with a scar that hadn’t been there before. Tiny bone-like wings unfurled from his back, and his round eyes went fully black, the pupils glowing gold. He looked like some cursed temple spirit, too adorable and too terrifying at the same time.

Rave screamed above us—his form flickering like glitching code. His feathers darkened into pure shadow, jagged and sharp like obsidian blades. When he flapped, they left afterimages that rippled through space. His beak elongated, sharpened, and his talons grew massive, gleaming with corrupted energy that sparked with electricity and shadowfire.

And me?

I took one breath—and let go.

My clothes shredded away in a flare of crimson light, immediately replaced by infernal armor that latched onto my body like it had been waiting—organic, jagged, and sleek all at once. My muscles expanded, my height shot up, and black veins webbed across my chest and arms like living fire. Horns spiraled out from my head—long, sharp, and devilishly regal. My tail whipped out behind me, and three pairs of enormous wings erupted from my back, tearing open the air with a single beat. Half demon, half angel.

My skin shimmered with infernal, pulsing with power. My eyes turned pitch-black, glowing faintly red at the edges like a dying star. My aura—normally contained—poured out of me in waves, thick and crushing.

A system message floated briefly in my vision, blood-red letters burning across the air.

[You have activated your demon lord form]

[All skills effectiveness +50%]

I clenched my fists, fire crawling between my fingers.

"Time to hunt."

The world changed the moment we arrived.

We stepped out into chaos.

The crack in the sky hadn’t fully opened yet, but it was there—like a bleeding wound across the clouds. Black lightning twisted around it. The tear shimmered with glowing hellfire veins, and from within it, demons were pouring out.

Hundreds. Thousands. It wasn’t even a controlled summon. It was a waterfall. A damn flood.

And below?

Screaming.

The streets were jammed with humans—civilians running in every direction, some tripping over each other, others frozen in horror. Sirens blared faintly in the distance. Someone shouted orders through a megaphone. No coordination. No time. This wasn’t a normal rift. This was a hit job. An ambush.

I stepped forward and raised my hand.

Time to fix that.

“Devil Space.”

The skill activated instantly.

[Skill Activated: Devil Space]

A black cube from my palm expanded outward from beneath me, covering at least ten kilometers. The space shimmered. Warped. And just like that, the demons were cut off from the humans.

The civilians blinked out of the zone—teleported to a safe distance behind reinforced barriers. Screams turned to echoes, the chaos muffled by the zone’s border.

Now it was just us and them.

“Let’s clean this up,” I said, baring my fangs.