Harem Startup : The Demon Billionaire is on Vacation-Chapter 706: Harmonic Ledger

Chapter 706 – Harmonic Ledger

Lux blurred forward again, daggers spinning in twin arcs of infernal precision. He struck high, low, reversed grip, targeting wing joints, halo anchor points, aura seams.

Vaeloryn deflected every strike with minimal movement. One elbow redirected Lux’s blade. One halo pulse shattered a dagger arc. One feather-blade wing sweep forced Lux to teleport backward again.

Lux landed lightly, wings flaring wide, breathing steady now. His armor glowed brighter as combat calculations raced across his mind.

Vizreel erupted from the debris, sword spinning as he lunged again, combining aerial dive with rotational cleave designed to crush dimensional anchors.

Vaeloryn stepped forward once.

Only once.

The step produced a shockwave that blasted Vizreel backward mid-swing, sending the Archon crashing across the terrain again with a metallic thunder.

Lux whistled softly.

"Okay. New plan."

He snapped both hands outward.

"Demonic Orbs!"

Fifty black spheres exploded into existence around him again, this time moving in precise, coordinated spirals rather than chaotic bounce. Each orb glowed with layered debt curses and micro-explosion triggers calibrated to detonate sequentially.

"Go ruin his tax record," Lux commanded.

The orbs launched toward Vaeloryn in converging trajectories. They struck from every angle, detonating in staggered bursts designed to overload aura defenses.

Vaeloryn raised one wing.

Light expanded outward in a cleansing pulse, vaporizing several orbs instantly. Others detonated against the shield, forcing Vaeloryn to shift stance for the first time.

Lux teleported above him.

"Hellfire Rain!"

Infernal flames materialized overhead and cascaded downward like a meteor shower of contractual damnation. The fire struck Vaeloryn’s barrier in violent eruptions, forcing the execution angel to raise both wings in defensive formation.

Vizreel seized the opening.

He launched forward again, sword thrusting straight toward Vaeloryn’s chest.

The blade struck.

For the first time, Vaeloryn grunted.

The sword penetrated half an inch into layered authority plating before divine backlash exploded outward, throwing Vizreel backward once more.

Lux saw the opening.

He slammed both daggers into the ground.

"Abyssal Grasp."

The limbo terrain shattered beneath Vaeloryn’s feet. Black void fissures exploded open as dozens of shadow tendrils erupted upward like starving serpents. They wrapped around Vaeloryn’s legs, torso, wings, halo rings. Piercing. Binding. Crushing with lower-void pressure.

The tendrils pulsed with Terror status enchantment, whispering primordial dread directly into the target’s aura core.

Vaeloryn staggered.

Actually staggered.

Lux grinned viciously, rising to full height, wings spreading wide as infernal aura surged around him.

"Got you," Lux said softly.

The tendrils tightened, dragging Vaeloryn downward as the limbo floor cracked beneath the strain. Shadow energy crawled across the execution angel’s armor, attempting to consume divine authority signatures.

Vizreel staggered to his feet nearby, sword raised again, eyes blazing with battle focus.

Vaeloryn looked down at the tendrils binding him.

Then he looked up at Lux.

And for the first time...

His expression shifted from calm superiority... to mild irritation.

The halo rings above his head began accelerating again, rewriting execution glyphs faster than before.

The shadow tendrils trembled.

Lux’s grin widened anyway.

"Let’s see how long that purity doctrine holds under void foreclosure," he said.

The abyssal tendrils tightened, grinding against Vaeloryn’s armor with shrieking void friction. Shadow pressure coiled around the segmented halo, dragging the rings downward like gravity finally discovered divine bureaucracy.

Lux reached toward his chest armor. Infernal sigils parted, revealing a small embedded vault slot. Green light flickered as something ancient and greedy pulsed within.

His fingers slid toward it, reaching for his Coin of Equal Blood.

Vizreel’s voice snapped across the battlefield.

"No need."

Lux paused mid-reach.

"...Excuse me?"

Vizreel stepped forward, sword dissolving into pure radiance before reforming behind his back. He extended his left hand outward, palm open, fingers tracing precise balance glyphs in the air.

The limbo dimension trembled again, but this time... not in response to destruction.

In response to calibration.

A sphere of soft silver light condensed above Vizreel’s palm. It compressed slowly, folding layers of celestial law, karmic weight, and doctrinal equilibrium into a single artifact. The light dimmed... hardened... crystallized.

It was a thin circular medallion, translucent like polished starlight glass, etched with interlocking rings that constantly shifted position as if calculating fairness in real time.

Vizreel closed his fingers around it.

[Artifact Detected]

Lux’s system flickered instinctively.

[Artifact – Harmonic Ledger of Celestial Parity]

[Grade: Mythic – Balance Authority Relic]

[Effect: Enforces doctrinal equilibrium by aligning combat authority and metaphysical influence to equalized baseline across domain.]

Lux stared.

"...You had one too?"

Vizreel didn’t look at him.

"I am the Guardian of Balance," Vizreel said dryly. "Did you think I used spreadsheets?"

Vaeloryn’s aura flared violently as he recognized the artifact forming.

"Vizreel. Do not—"

Vaeloryn twisted, halo rings accelerating, attempting to shatter the Abyssal Grasp with raw doctrinal override. The tendrils trembled, several snapping under pressure as execution glyphs burned across their surfaces.

Lux reacted instantly.

"Barrier!"

Infernal shields erupted around Vizreel, layering defense against Vaeloryn’s burst backlash.

Lux lunged forward simultaneously, daggers igniting as he drove both blades into the limbo ground, channeling additional void reinforcement into the remaining tendrils.

"Stay down," Lux hissed.

The tendrils surged, tightening around Vaeloryn’s wings and arms. Terror enchantments flared, whispering existential dread directly into the execution angel’s authority core.

Vaeloryn roared, power erupting outward in a blinding surge. Several tendrils shattered completely. His wings flared violently, carving radiant fractures through the shadow bindings.

Vizreel stepped forward through Lux’s barrier shield.

And tossed the artifact.

The Harmonic Ledger spun through the air like a falling judgment.

The moment it struck the limbo terrain between them, it detonated in silent light.

The battlefield changed.

Not exploded.

Not destroyed.

Balanced.

Pressure equalized instantly. Aura weight compressed. Divine authority caps slammed into place. Infernal output limits recalibrated. The limbo dimension itself flattened into neutral combat parameters.

[All beings’ levels balanced]

Vaeloryn staggered.

His halo slowed.

The oppressive crushing weight of his presence shrank to something... measurable.

Lux blinked once.

Then barked out a laugh.

"I never felt this happy being equal to two celestial beings inside a murder pocket dimension," he said.

Vaeloryn staggered.

His halo slowed.