Inhuman Warlock

Lucifer's hand dropped to his side as he watched his father's figure disappear. He felt a mixture of fear and frustration. Fear for his father's safety and frustration that he couldn't do anything to protect him or change the course of events.

As he remained there, feeling helpless, he noticed movement out of the corner of his eye. It was his mother, making his way towards him. Her eyes were etched with concern.

Although she had faith in her husband, but she was still filled with concern about Lucifer's safety.

While the earth kept trembling, she picked Lucifer in her arms.

"Everything's going to be fine," she said, unclear whether she was telling Lucifer of herself.

Carrying Lucifer in her eyes, she started leaving, going deeper into the palace as a precaution.

Although most of the strongest warriors had left the palace to protect their homeland, few warriors who had stayed behind to protect the woman escorted her. Lucifer's emotions were in chaos.

However, as the woman took a few steps forward, another explosion resounded. A small part of the roof came crashing down, blocking the path forward.

The guards rushed to protect the woman but before they could even do anything, a strange Spatial Force sliced their bodies in two halves.

It was a gruesome sight as the bodies of multiple warriors split in two, blood splashing everywhere. Lucifer's pupils trembled, recognising the attack.

He glanced towards the hole in the roof, from where an old man came, landing above the rubble, merely a few meters away from his mother.

Although Lucifer hadn't seen the face of the old man, his face was similar. His powers were also completely identical to the Spatial Clan that he had wiped in the future entirely.

He understood that this was the ancestor of that Clan, the man responsible for killing so many of his people. Not only that, he shamelessly hung their heads at the doors to show off his might.

Seeing the man, Lucifer's small fists tightened on their own. He could also feel the slight trembling of his mother. She was less worried about herself and more worried about Lucifer.

"Where might you be running?" The old man laughed, licking his lips. "Hand over that child to us, and I might give you a painless death."

He reached out his hand. The old man knew that it wasn't easy to kill the main force of the Ancient Clan, despite their small numbers. However, to make things easier, he wanted to use the Leader's son. He needed a hostage and the woman stood between him and his goal.

"Are you forgetting who you're talking to?" Lucifer's mother firmed her resolve, glaring at the old man.

"Of course I know who I'm talking to. The Queen of this Land, and one of the ten strongest warriors of the Ancient Clan before her marriage." The old man smiled. "So to be honest, I'm not quite confident that I can take you down alone. Then again, what makes you believe that I'll be alone?"

Multiple figures appeared behind the old man, his smirk only widening. "You better hand him over. Or he might die in a crossfire if we start fighting here."

The woman raised an eyebrow, her composure unfazed by the sudden arrival of additional opponents. A trace of spatial disturbance appeared around her, as she prepared to leave with her son.

Unfortunately, as if the old man knew she was going to do it, she made the entire space more unstable, making it impossible for the woman to leave without putting her son's life on the line.

"Do you think we attacked without considering every possibility? We've studied you all. We know all you're capable of. The only thing that was worrying us was your husband, but today, your husband is also at his weakest. After waiting for so long, we finally have this opportunity. You thought we'd make a mistake?"

Lucifer's mother canceled her teleportation, realizing that it was dangerous at this moment. She could still freely travel even in this unstable space, but Lucifer was still a child. He was going to suffer the most and even die if she took him in the spatial tunnel.

The woman handed Lucifer to the maid behind her. "Take him and run. Don't look back. No matter what, he must survive!'

The pale-faced maid took the child. She wanted to say that she was going to stay behind, allowing them to run, but she knew that she wasn't capable. At this point, the most useful she could be was by protecting the prince. Holding the boy firmly in her hand, she started running.

"Stop her and bring me that child. I'll take care of the Queen."

One of the men behind the Spatial Clan Ancestor disappeared, entering a spatial tunnel to chase after the woman.

"To reach my child, you'll have to walk past me!" Lucifer's mother's voice echoed through the corridor, her eyes shining with the rage of a mother whose child was in danger.

A pained cry resounded as the woman who had chased after Lucifer was forcefully dragged out by her, falling at her feet, his head rolling on the side.

"So be it! Although it'll cause a slight delay, it'll be just as worth it to walk over your dead body!"

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The Maid kept running through the empty corridors as large explosions resounded all around her. Lucifer kept resisting in her embrace, but he was nothing more than a spectator, watching history unfold just like it did in the past.

Desperation washed over her as she dodged falling debris, determined to find safety for Lucifer. Tears kept rolling down her cheeks as she worried about the safety of her Lady who had always treated her like family.

"Even if I'm to die, I'll save your son!" She spoke, determination flashing in her eyes.

With every step she took, the chaos grew, but her resolve remained unwavering. Fires raged in the distance, illuminating the destruction that was tearing through the city, but she pushed forward, driven by her love and loyalty.

As she held onto Lucifer tightly, she whispered words of reassurance, promising that they would make it through this trial together.

Unfortunately, as she was halfway through to the hidden bunker, she heard footsteps coming from the distance. Shocked, she slowed down, unaware if it was a friend or an enemy.

She placed Lucifer on the ground, hiding him behind a stone slab, hiding from view. Even if it was an enemy, she couldn't let Lucifer be caught. If Lucifer was caught, it was all over. On the other hand, her life was worthless to the enemies.

The last time Lucifer saw her face before being hidden, he saw her revealing a gentle smile.

"Today is your birthday and I couldn't afford any nice gift for you. Please treat my life as your birthday gift from me. I hope you'll live, my young prince."

Lucifer was concerned about his father and mother, but he could also feel the pain of everyone else around him. In this war, not just his parents had died, but everyone else as well. It was a war in which everything was taken from them.

Lucifer, who had buried his emotions in his last life, felt broken. It was like history was repeating itself and everything he loved was being taken from him.

"Hahaha, to think that such a beautiful lady was hiding here." While Lucifer was behind the rubble, he heard a man's voice, making it clear that the ones who came across the maid were the enemies.

The maid held a dagger in her hand. She wasn't a warrior of the clan. She wasn't even someone born to an Ancient Clan Member. She was just an orphan in another world, who was picked up and helped by Lucifer's mother, being given this life.

Despite not being part of the clan, she was never discriminated against. Unfortunately, she also was the weakest in this entire place. Although her heart was gripped with fear, she knew she had to fight now.

"You're so weak. I don't even feel like fighting you. From your features, I can see that you're not a part of the Ancient Clan after all. How about I give you an option?" The man revealed a disgusting smirk as he licked his lips. "If you can give me a good strip show, I might let you go."

"Or if you don't, we can strip you ourselves," the man's friend spoke, laughing out loud.

"You!" The maid clenched her teeth in anger. To her, dignity was more important than life. She was willing to die fighting. However, when she thought about Lucifer, her fists clenched.

In this moment, she knew that her life also belonged to Lucifer. If she died here, who was going to take Lucifer to a safe place? Her dignity was more important to her than her life. But was it more important than Lucifer's life?

She already had the answer as she started taking off her clothes, one after another. On the other side, the men kept looking at her with greedy eyes as she took each article of her clothing off, one after another.

After she was completely naked, she looked at the man, her eyes almost dead on the inside. "I did as you asked. Can you leave now?"

"Hmm? What's the hurry? Did you think just that much was going to be enough for your life?" the man smirked, his voice dripping with arrogance. His words hung in the air, heavy with a hint of sinister intent.

Fear crept up her spine, but she tried to stay composed.

"You promised if I did this, you would spare his life. That was the deal," she spoke, her voice trembling slightly.

"How about this? Let each of us do you once. And when we're satisfied, we'll let you leave?" The man changed his offer, getting greedy for her body. "I promise you won't regret it. I'll make you experience true Heaven like never before!"

"You!" Although the woman wanted to do anything to save Lucifer, but now she realized that these men were never going to let her live. All they wanted was to humiliate her and then sleep with her before killing her.

In that instant, she inwardly apologized to Lucifer, saying that she wasn't going to be able to accompany him anymore. However, she still tried.

With a dagger in her hand, she rushed forward, attacking the men.

Boom~

Before she could even reach the men, one of the two men moved. In an instance, he appeared before the woman, her foot landing on the woman's stomach sending her flying back.

The woman couched blood, feeling extremely pain. Her body skid across the floor before coming to a stop, her back all scratched and bleeding.

"Look at the arrogance of this bitch. Just because we were nice to her, she thought she was something special?" The man's friend stepped forward with a menacing smirk on his face.

He grabbed the woman by her hair and yanked her up, bringing her face-to-face with him. "It seems she needs a lesson in humility," he sneered, tightening his grip on her hair.

With his other hand, he started removing his pants. "We would've been much nicer if you had agreed to yourself, but this time, we'll take our sweet time toying with you!

He released the woman, making her fall to the ground. While his friend held the hands of the woman, he stepped out of his pants, licking his lips.

He went down on his knees, bending forward. However, before his lips could touch hers, he stopped.

"What happened? Why aren't you moving?" His friend asked, slightly confused.

The man frowned, his expressions darkening. He couldn't say anything either, it was as if he had been frozen in time.

His friend also realized that something was wrong. However, his fear reached a new height as he saw cracks developing on his friend's skin. Right before his eyes, the man's body was decaying, until there was nothing more than dust flying with the wind.

The man was horrified. He freed the woman's hand, stepping back in fear. "W-who is there?"

"Death..." a voice came in response.