[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-harem-startup-the-demon-billionaire-is-on-vacati":3,"chapter-harem-startup-the-demon-billionaire-is-on-vacati-harem-startup-the-demon-billionaire-is-on-vacati-chapter-116":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Harem Startup : The Demon Billionaire is on Vacation",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1410877,1864,"Chapter 116: Maniacal","harem-startup-the-demon-billionaire-is-on-vacati-chapter-116",116,"\u003Cp>Chapter 116 – Maniacal\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He darted in, barely visible to mortal eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azion swung first. A wide cleave of radiant light, his divine halberd a blur of judgment. The attack left molten streaks in the air, holy pressure ripping downward with catastrophic force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux grinned—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then vanished mid-step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Teleportation.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He reappeared behind Azion with a devilish smirk that didn’t quite reach his glowing eyes. His left dagger slid along Azion’s lower back armor with surgical focus—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—then dug in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sparks. Metal scream. Flesh resisted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azion roared, twisting violently to retaliate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux ducked under the wing swipe, slid low, kicked off the pillar base, and vaulted back toward Azion’s throat like a snake with steel teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azion raised his arm in time—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—but Lux didn’t aim for flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slashed at the joint between gauntlet and elbow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A burst of divine light erupted as armor split, Azion flinching for the first time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux landed in a crouch and exhaled. Slowly. Deeply. His tongue flicked across his teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t smile anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He grinned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wide. Ferocious. Maniacal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a grin reserved for people who enjoyed pulling wings off angels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Getting slower,\" Lux taunted. \"Need a break? Want some water? A therapy coupon?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azion didn’t speak. Didn’t even blink. He shot upward in a column of gold light, trailing chains of scripture that lashed outward like serpents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux didn’t dodge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He welcomed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He jumped into the air, twisting mid-flight, slicing the first two chains in half as they came close. The third wrapped around his arm—divine code trying to purify his essence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His entire body flared in shadow, boiling over with hungry sin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Heal!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Dark Healing – Active]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Damage Converted into HP over 6 Seconds]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chain started to burn him—and he let it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only to siphon the divine damage into restorative fuel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thanks for the healing, Azzy,\" Lux whispered, eyes glinting. \"You’re such a good host.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azion dropped down like a comet, halberd glowing brighter than ever. He struck the ground—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux wasn’t there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux blinked again, this time twenty meters above.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Floating. Arms spread. Laughing softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Okay,\" he said. \"Let’s turn this into a real fight.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He opened his palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Demonic Orbs!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From around his body, black light coalesced into dozens of floating orbs—each the size of a fist. They shimmered with erratic energy, twitching like angry wasps with attitude problems.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Say hello to my credit system,\" Lux said cheerfully. \"Every one of these carries a favor owed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He snapped his fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The orbs launched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azion responded in kind, erupting upward, slicing ten of them out of the air mid-flight—but each destroyed orb exploded. Minor blasts, sure, but the sheer number forced Azion to take evasive maneuvers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten more bounced like rubber bullets. Off walls. Ceilings. Azion’s own armor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One hit his helmet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bounced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Came back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hit him again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux caught another orb midair and hurled it like a fastball straight at Azion’s feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Kaboom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dust. Screams. Light. Debris.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azion staggered out of the smoke with part of his mask missing now. His left eye glowed—bright, cracked, furious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux landed in front of him and stabbed with both daggers, crossing them like scissors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azion caught one blade, but not the other. The right sunk into his thigh, twisted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood—divine ichor—splashed across Lux’s chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux exhaled and dragged the blade free with a wet, grinding sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azion kicked him away, hard, sending Lux tumbling across the marble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t care. He rolled, pushed off his palms, landed with a savage spring in his step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I thought you angels were supposed to smite evil,\" Lux mocked, licking ichor from his blade. \"You’re getting your ass handed to you by a guy who eats croissants in bed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azion raised both arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A glyph opened. A ring of pure light. Symbols aligned in a circular matrix.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Celestial Cleansing – Area Burst Type]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Countdown: 3... 2...]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux saw it. Understood the formula.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And smirked harder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cute,\" he said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He jumped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mid-air, he activated his skills.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Hellfire Rain.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ceiling cracked open above. The light from Azion’s holy seal was suddenly washed over by something darker. Heavier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sky peeled into red. Fire erupted from above.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hundreds of infernal bolts poured down, each a screaming line of demonic flame wrapped in curse-glyphs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They collided with the cleansing field.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And overpowered it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux dropped through the flames like a meteor—coated in his own spell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His armor glowed like burning obsidian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azion barely raised his weapon in time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux hit him— full force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both blades dug in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air exploded around them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shockwaves knocked down the surrounding pillars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azion was thrown backward, body skipping across the floor like a stone across water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hit the far wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Divine blood splattered behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux stood still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Panting. Eyes burning. Hair a mess. Sweat and blood on his skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked... beautiful and terrifying at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Still think I shouldn’t exist?\" he whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azion rose again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Barely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mask cracked in half. Chestplate mangled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux pointed a dagger toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come on then,\" he said, smiling like a sociopath. \"I’m not done collecting.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And with that—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He dashed in for the kill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux blurred, a violent whisper against the fractured temple air. Dust curled in his wake, frozen mid-motion by the sheer pressure of his charge. His blades weren’t just weapons anymore—they were extensions of intent. Pure malice wrapped in gleaming obsidian and lust-gilded curves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azion raised his halberd to block, but he was slower now. The cracks along his armor flickered with unstable divine code. His left wing trembled, lagging a half-second behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux twisted in midair—too close, too fast, too wild. His left dagger went low, faking a strike at the ribs. Azion dropped his guard—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The real hit came from above.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux brought his right blade down with both hands, a vertical arc of black and gold. It scraped down Azion’s neck armor, biting into the collar joint and carving a smoking line across his chestplate. Sparks exploded in every direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux landed on Azion’s shoulders with both boots, crouched like a gremlin, grinning like the devil himself had just handed him front-row tickets to a holy execution.\u003C\u002Fp>",1025,"2026-06-05T23:57:11.778Z",1,"novelbin.me","766361874175ab8e926d417fda6b2647d776b4efdb7c05e235d5f5480e9569f1","harem-startup-the-demon-billionaire-is-on-vacati-chapter-117","harem-startup-the-demon-billionaire-is-on-vacati-chapter-115",878,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fharem-startup-the-demon-billionaire-is-on-vacati-cover.jpg"]