Card Apprentice Daily Log

Chapter 2506: Hybrid Celestial

Date: Unspecified

Time: Unspecified

Location: Myriad Realms, Card World, Central Region, Central Academic City, Morningstar University District, Morningstar University Campus, Garden of Beginning

"Keep dreaming for another eternity," Lucine shouted, hearing Slay’s plan and deciding to use her own life to correct her mistake. The bloodshot intensity in her eyes made her resolve clear—she would stop the devil even if it was the last thing she ever did.

"You are not enough," Slay replied, disappearing from sight and reappearing in front of Lucine with her massive hand wrapped around Lucine’s neck. Lucine struggled—trying to breathe, trying to break free—but her strength didn’t answer her call. It appears, coming in contact with the devil, her prowess betrayed her. The fight ended before it even began.

Slay then turned toward the low-tier card apprentice, deciding to kill him. Tormenting him would bring her no satisfaction—not when she could instead turn Lucine into a Soul Sour Fruit, destroy the Card World, and claim its Will Fragments all for herself. With that thought in mind, the appendage on her head snapped forward like a whip, striking toward his skull.

"Celestial Blood Fate Domain," I uttered just as Slay’s pseudopod hovered a mere inch away from shattering my skull into fragments. At my words, the entire world seemed to freeze. Everything was instantly washed in a blood-red hue. Slay’s pseudopod, no matter how hard it strained, couldn’t close that final centimeter to reach my eyes. It was as if an invisible force opposed it.

Feeling the celestial domain unfold, Slay’s pitch-black bead-like eyes widened with excitement. "Hybrid Celestial," she breathed.

She tossed the demigod in her grasp aside—flinging Lucine far from the lightning-struck stump where the time vestige had already arrived—and turned her full attention toward me, locking onto my gaze. As she stared, something primal stirred within her, a sensation she hadn’t experienced in ages. My cold, indifferent expression only intensified it. Saliva began to spill from the corners of her mouth.

Wiping it away with the back of her hand, she murmured, almost reverently, "Your existence—our fated meeting—makes every moment I spent trapped in this damned time prison worth it."

Listening to her confession, a revolting feeling twisted in the pit of my stomach, and I unconsciously took a step back. The last time I had felt something like this was when I learned about Jill Norley’s physique—Carnivorous Womb. Those were memories I neither wanted to relive, nor entirely forget.

To an Ovumite, encountering an organic Hybrid Celestial was the equivalent of their wet dream manifesting into reality. In the Myriad Realms, Hybrid Celestials were even rarer than Ovumites, and finding one with an organic physical body was nothing short of a miracle. So, no one but Slay could truly understand the level of ecstatic joy she felt at this moment—especially now that she believed she could escape this damned time prison any time she wanted to.

The Ovumite racial ability allowed them to steal the essence of the strongest beings they defeated in battle, using it to conceive a new body superior to their current one, while retaining all of their realm and power. For a race like that, an organic Hybrid Celestial was the perfect prey—an evolutionary shortcut straight to the perfection they sought.

Ovumite abilities fell into the same realm of unsettling as Jill’s Carnivorous Womb physique, which allowed her to use the essence of a mate her physique deemed worthy and conceive a child with similar talents, physiques, abilities—and most importantly—their realm.

As disturbing as these abilities were, the first thing that passed through my mind was, ’At least Jill was one voluptuous babe.’ As if saying I wouldn’t mind cooperating with Slay if her aesthetics matched my kinks.

For some reason, even in this situation, my mind chose to complain about the Ovumite’s physical features instead of worrying about how to fight an enemy from a race considered unkillable in the Dark Realm. Even I was concerned about my own priorities at that moment.

"To think that of all the Myriad Realms I would find you here, under these circumstances... I suppose there is such a thing as fate and destiny," Slay murmured, her intense gaze leaving my eyes to travel over every inch of my body—like a foodie savoring a pastry on display before placing an order.

"Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle and quick," Slay assured me, mistaking my disgust for fear, as she retracted the pseudopod that still couldn’t close the final centimeter between us no matter how hard it strained.

"Kneel," I commanded, the word leaving my mouth filled with sheer disgust, just as Lucine—her fall cushioned by my celestial domain—finally regained her footing and rejoined us.

"Huh?" Slay uttered in disbelief as her knees buckled. To her shock, she realized she no longer had control over her own body. Every countermeasure she attempted failed, and ultimately, she kneeled before me.

Seeing this, Lucine froze mid-step, her eyes flickering between me and the kneeling Slay. She had experienced firsthand how helpless she was against Slay, even when Slay had been weakened by the Card World’s Will.

Lucine was not weak and to be underestimated. She was among the top fifty strongest in the Five Regions and only half a step away from forming her own time rule stream and had a couple of hybrid runes. Yet, none of that mattered in front of Slay. She couldn’t even summon her strength in that battle. That feeling of helplessness was something she could never get used to.

Yet now, the very devil who had filled her with dread was kneeling before a mere Card Master.

The astonishment faded quickly, replaced by a chilling realization:

Just how strong was this boy?

Was he truly a Card Master?

Or a Card Demigod pretending to be one?

Was it the boy’s celestial rule domain?

While Lucine was still in a daze from the sudden shift in the battlefield, Slay roared, "As expected of a Hybrid Celestial. Fortunately for me, you are still young and haven’t matured yet. Unfortunately for you, I have a World Calamity Stake. Hehehe!"

Summoning what appeared to be a massive wooden pillar shaped like an oversized stake. With all her strength, Slay drove the gigantic wooden stake into space and time at that point in the physical plane piercing through my Celestial Blood Fate Domain.