Inhuman Warlock

They appeared around Lucifer, surrounding him from all sides. Amongst the group, Lucifer saw Ron's grandfather, holding onto a staff with a beautiful gem on top.

In the scene he had seen in the past, it was very similar. The only difference was that the man holding onto Talia's staff this time was Ron's grandfather and not the Captain of the Royal Guards who was already killed by him.

Even with the Star Alliance people around, Lucifer's eyes revealed no emotion. n.(-/)/(///(-1..n

He glanced at Ron's Grandfather who only had one question.

"Where is my Grandson?!"

"I killed him. I killed them all."

Lucifer responded without a shred of emotion as if he didn't feel any pain about the past anymore. He had completely sealed his emotions, whether it was happiness, sadness, love or anger.

There was no benefit in feeling anything since everything around him was going to be destroyed sooner or later. No matter what he cherished, everything was gone... everything except him.

"This can't be true! You're lying!" The old man went pale. He hadn't expected this. He thought that Lucifer would still use his grandson as a hostage. Why would he kill a hostage that still had benefits to him? That didn't make sense!

"If you pay attention, maybe you'll be able to find his ashes in the vast space..." Lucifer spoke, his eyes lifeless.

The entire fell silent. Lucifer had killed the hostage and he was talking about it as if it was nothing big?

Still, only Ron's grandfather felt broken at this development. He still had hopes that his grandson was alive, but that hope was crushed. On the other hand, the other Generals were happy internally.

They had thought that Lucifer might be able to escape by using a hostage again, but this time they didn't have to worry about that.

With the hostage situation solved, things became much easier.

The old man didn't say anything, but his thoughts were clear in his rageful eyes.

The Staff in his hand belonged to Talia, and it was the strongest weapon of the Star Alliance. No one in the Star Alliance other than Talia knew its origin, but Lucifer understood. This was also a weapon that came with her from her world.

The gem on top of the Staff started shining. It was similar to what Lucifer had seen in the past. Dark shackles came out of the group, wrapping around his ankles, his wrists and his throat, pulling him down to his knees.

This was the second time Lucifer experienced this, but unlike before, he didn't feel a surge of anger or defiance. He didn't even try to free himself.

The old man stepped closer to Lucifer, his eyes cold. "Teaching you is the biggest regret of my life! And becoming your friend was the worst decision of Ron's life!"

"As you killed him, I'll send you to keep him company! Even your ashes won't be found!" he added as he raised the staff which transformed into a sword in his hands.

Lucifer still didn't react, his head remaining down. Death wasn't scary. For him, life was scarier. Unfortunately, life refused to leave him. Even if he was to be killed, nothing was going to change as his body refused to let him stay dead.

He had gone beyond healing. He had truly become an undying existence. He had become inhuman.

Before the old man could swing his sword, Lucifer felt his heartbeat increase. It wasn't the first time this happened. His eyes shone in a mysterious light as the chaotic energy inside him increased.

He only lightly said, "Leave if you don't want to die..."

The old man didn't take his words seriously. It was like the nonsensical rambling of a crazy person who was on the verge of death!

"Only one person will be dying here!" The old man swung his sword.

The sword came crashing down, but before it could touch Lucifer, it turned into specks of fist as a terrifying chaotic energy came out with Lucifer at its core.

The energy appeared to be in the shape of a domain. In the blink of an eye, the domain covered the entire earth. Everything turned white, as if the last remnants of life from earth were sucked dry.

In the blink of an eye, everything was gone. The Generals that appeared to be invincible... The Star Alliance fleet that could bring any world to its knees, the powerful weapons of the Star Alliance, everything was gone.

In the blink of an eye, everything had disappeared. All that was left was Lucifer, sitting on his knees on the ground. Not even the blood of the people he killed was left behind, let alone their remnants.

Lucifer gazed upon the desolate emptiness surrounding him. Unlike him who could come back to life anytime he wanted, these people were never going to return.

****

Six months passed. The Star Alliance had sent their strongest fleet to kill a traitor which included all Commanders, but none had returned. All of them had gone missing. This has caused a huge commotion in the entire Star Alliance, or at least what was left of it.

But something else was happening. It was unclear who was behind it, but one after another, many words were left in ruins. Entire species were destroyed, no witness left behind.

There was only one link between the destroyed worlds. It was that they were all part of the force that had attacked and destroyed the Ancient Clan.

Most had already guessed that the person behind this was the supposed heir of the Ancient Clan who had survived somehow. Many worlds increased their security, but still, nothing changed. It was as if death wasn't sparing anyone.

The grim reaper continued to claim lives, leaving despair in its wake, and no one had even seen that person's face.

Since the Star Alliance was weakened, they couldn't do anything either. All they could do was ask the Hidden Clans to come out and help them, clans like ones that were masters of space and time.