Lord Class

A moment later, she devoured him—body and soul—into her shifting mass of shadow. His screams were cut off in an instant.

The last mutant dropped his weapon and fell to his knees, panic flooding his eyes. "Please—don't—I didn't sign up for this—I was just—"

Alex stopped in front of him, expression unreadable, the Silver Devil humming with residual energy in his grip.

"I was going to let one of you live," he said quietly. "But then I realized… I don't need answers."

He raised his hand—and with a flick of his fingers, a surge of Chi-laced demonic force surged from his palm. The mutant convulsed, spine arching, before collapsing in a lifeless heap beside the others.

Silence fell.

Only the sound of Cypher's heavy breathing echoed in the ruined clinic.

She stood taller now—her form more stable, more refined. Consuming the enhanced essence of a mutant had clearly pushed her evolution further. Her limbs were sleeker, her eyes more intelligent, and her presence more terrifying.

"I feel full," Cypher purred, licking the blood from her claws. "But also... hungry for more."

Alex shrugged, wiping the Silver Devil clean against the hem of a fallen mutant's coat. "Then have the others too. No mercy for those who came to kill us."

Cypher grinned—feral, wicked—and stepped toward the other bodies. Her form shimmered with an oily, shadowy energy as tendrils extended from her back, slithering across the floor and impaling the corpses.

One by one, she absorbed them.

Their blood. Their power. Their souls.

The room dimmed as the air itself thickened with malevolent energy. Cypher's body began to pulse, dark veins of pure demonic essence forming across her limbs as the shadows wrapped around her. Then, suddenly, her entire form contracted inward—the black tendrils folding and twisting into a dense cocoon of darkness that hovered just above the clinic floor.

Alex took a slow step back, watching the phenomenon unfold with narrowed eyes.

"This…," he muttered. "It's an evolution."

A sound like whispering wind echoed through the clinic—thousands of voices chanting in a tongue only the abyss would know.

And then—

[Congratulations, Host.]

[Cypher has evolved from Greater Demon to Noble-Class Demon.]

The words rang out in his mind like a bell tolling in a forgotten cathedral.

[Due to repeated consumption of enhanced mutant energy and Chi-fused mana, Cypher has broken through to the Noble-Class tier.]

[Upon full emergence from the cocoon, Cypher will achieve the rank of Baron Lord-Class Demoness.]

Alex stood still, his eyes reflecting the swirling black cocoon suspended in the center of the clinic.

He let out a slow breath.

"Well," Alex said softly, voice tinged with awe and a trace of pride. "Looks like someone's climbing faster than I did."

He stepped over the ruined floor and took a seat beside the dark, pulsating cocoon. The clinic was quiet now—eerily so. He'd swept the perimeter and found no more signs of ambushers. For now, it was safe.

He locked the doors, set the clinic's arcane wardings to passive defense mode, It was the Demon magic he have learned from V's memories another useful skill, though, it is not that offensive only have sealing and summoning skills, though he now uses the sealing skills as defensive , selaing the clinic so thta no one can enter inside now and then called out gently, "Maria. It's safe."

A few seconds later, Maria emerged from the reinforced back room. Her eyes immediately locked onto the cocoon in the center of the room—pulsing, alive, dark energy swirling like an inkstorm frozen in place.

"What is that?" she asked, stepping closer, her tone caught between caution and fascination. The aura was… strange. Terrifying and beautiful at once.

Alex looked at her and gave a small smile. "You're sensing the pressure, huh? That's Cypher. She's evolving."

Maria's brows knit together as she stared at the cocoon. "It smells… metallic, like blood and danger. And it looks like something that crawled out of a nightmare."

He nodded. "Yeah. I've seen Cypher at her worst. I've seen her drenched in blood and bone. But this?" He gestured to the cocoon. "This is something else."

Maria crossed her arms, then walked over and sat beside him on the bench, her tone thoughtful. "How long will it take?"

"About an hour," Alex replied calmly.

Maria glanced at him, then smirked. "Well… sounds like we've got fifty minutes left."

She slipped onto his lap with practiced ease, her fingers gently brushing his collarbone.

Alex raised a brow. "Didn't last night wear you out?"

Maria grinned, leaning in to kiss him slowly, deliberately. "Not even close."

ONE HOUR LATER

The air inside the clinic shifted.

Subtle at first—a change in pressure, like the calm just before a lightning storm.

Alex's eyes opened slowly. He'd sensed it immediately. His body tensed instinctively, not in fear—but in readiness.

Across from him, the cocoon pulsed one final time. Shadows rippled across its surface like waves trapped under silk. The swirling darkness began to unravel, the tendrils peeling back with eerie grace.

A sound echoed—low and resonant, like the growl of a sleeping beast finally exhaling.

Then—crack.

A jagged split opened down the center of the cocoon. Pale light poured from within, blinding and unnatural. The air grew thick with demonic pressure, and for a heartbeat, time itself seemed to stop.

And then—

She stepped out.

A woman emerged from the cocoon, tall and composed, her every movement deliberate and regal. Her skin was flawless porcelain white, glowing faintly like moonlight kissed by shadow. Her hair, once chaotic and wild, now flowed down her back in waves of deep raven-black, shimmering with subtle violet undertones.

Her eyes opened slowly—glowing crimson irises surrounded by black sclera. Not monstrous. Not distorted.

But divine.

Terrifyingly divine.

She was no longer a beast that skulked in shadow. No longer a creature born only to consume.

She was Cypher, reborn.

A Shadow Lord Demoness—noble, evolved, and beautiful in the most dangerous way imaginable.

She stepped barefoot across the broken tiles, every movement silent. Her aura spread like a living mist, dark and endless, coiling through the room like a hunting serpent.

Alex stood slowly, eyes fixed on her. For a long moment, neither of them said a word.

Maria, still beside him, stared with her mouth slightly parted. "That's… that's Cypher?"

The woman tilted her head slightly toward Maria. "Still me," she said, her voice smooth and velvety, like midnight silk. "Just… more."

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