Chapter 768
Chapter 768
Even the old man had his jaws dropped. It was the first time even he saw it. Such a powerful explosion had shattered the fabric of reality, swallowing all the energy.
The black hole disappeared. Other than the area of the immediate surroundings of Lucifer, nothing else was damaged.
Only a crater was left behind where he was standing.
Hiding in the back, even Though Alexi couldn\'t believe his eyes. Lucifer was really dead? That guy was dead? He couldn\'t believe it, but he couldn\'t deny it either since he saw it himself.
He looked around, wondering what was happening. Was he still awake?
He looked at the bag in his hands which was filled with drugs. That was the only evidence that he hadn\'t dreamt of meeting with Lucifer.
The Atlantian Minister moved closer to the spot of the explosion.
"AI, check the energy signature. Tell me what happened here."
"Analysis impossible. No unstable energy signature detected."
"It seems that guy is really dead." the old man nodded his head. "There isn\'t a teleportation signal. His body is destroyed along with his soul, if I\'m not wrong. We\'re done here."
"We can leave now." He turned around. "Don\'t forget the excuse. He killed Eve and died in the battle with us. Both problems are solved."
"But what if His Majesty finds out the truth?"
"How will he know if we don\'t tell him? Just follow my lead!"
"Come, there must be a link in this island that will take us back to Atlantis."
The two men turned and left.
Only after the two of them left did Alexi come out of hiding. He moved closer to the spot as well.
"Sigh, that\'s not how I expected your end to be, after hearing your massive ambitions. It seems like the world will stay the way it is." He shook his head, sighing.
"I should go back to my home as well..."
He turned to leave as well but stopped only after taking his first step.
He didn\'t know why but there was a strange feeling inside him. It was as if he truly wanted to see Lucifer\'s vision come true even if he wasn\'t here.
He took a deep breath. Letting out a sigh, he turned back towards the crater. "I know I\'m going to regret it, but..."
He flew away, landing near the same medical mall.
He borrowed a phone from a guard who was surprised to see him back.
He dialed a number. "It\'s me, Alexi. I want you to book me a flight to Zeston. I need to get to the capital."
"The flights are banned to there? Find me a place nearest to Capital where I can land. I\'m going to the airport. I want everything to be ready by the time I get there. Oh, and bring an extra phone for me. I\'m borrowing someone else\'s phone."
He returned the phone after saying what he had to say.
"Thank you for everything.." He thanked the guard. "Oh, and it seems like I won\'t be needing these. You can return them to where we took it from.\'
He returned the bag of drugs before flying away.
He flew straight to the closest airport where his man was waiting for him. He was given tickets and a phone along with some local currency of Zeston.
"The flight will take you to the closest city from your destination. You\'ll need to fly from there. But I heard that place is dangerous now. It\'s the base of the people who threatened the whole world. If you\'re going to fight them, should I come?"
"I\'m not going to fight then."
"Then?"
"You don\'t need to know why I\'m going there. Just take care of the Family in my absence. I\'ll tell you if I need anything."
Alexi took the phone and the ticket before he left for the flight.
....
Uzuki jumped out the window, avoiding the invisible Assassins, but he didn\'t run away.
He stood in an open area which gave him enough room to fight.
"This should be enough."
He folded his arms, waiting for the enemies to arrive.
He soon heard the sound of footsteps, but he couldn\'t see anyone.
" Hearing the footsteps, it seems like there are five of you," Uzuki commented. "You can\'t be here just to assassinate me. The Target must be all the Uprising Members. And you\'re here so fast; you can\'t be from outside Triton."
"Five people who stay inside Triton who dares to attack the Uprising all alone in their new base. You make it so easy to guess your identity."
"The Remnant leaders of the Warlock Council are here to get revenge. I thought you\'d be hiding instead."
Jian and the others looked at each other, slightly surprised. This guy had managed to guess everything. Fortunately, no one was here. He had selected an empty place. If he could kill him, they could stop the news from spreading."
Jian gestured his friend to surround the man so he couldn\'t run.
Each of them walked with extremely silent steps. Despite that, they couldn\'t keep their movements hidden.
"You want to surround me?" Uzuki asked.
As he was the other personality of Uzuki, he had really heightened senses since he needed to be alert always to make sure that the other Uzuki didn\'t ever suffer.
He could feel the smallest of movement in the wind, and he could hear the sound that most humans couldn\'t.
He knew the positions of everyone and where they were standing.
What he didn\'t know was their weapons. He didn\'t know how many of them had Weapons which made fighting them difficult.
He only knew that one of them had a Sword which was used to kill him previously.
"Why are you standing there idly? Let\'s start the party." He smiled, cracking his knuckles.
He also closed his eyes since they were useless in a battle where he couldn\'t see anything.
...
Arthur left the Warlock Council headquarters, flying above the city to make sure everything was alright.
"Hmm? Isn\'t that Uzuki? Why is he standing there like a Statue?"
He noticed Uzuki standing still in an empty place. Curious what he was doing, Arthur stopped.
Joy was the first Warlock to move. He moved, appearing behind Uzuki in an instant, using his extreme speed. His hands changed to a knife which he thrust towards the man on the back.
Sensing the changes in wind and the sound of breathing behind him, Uzuki stepped to the left, barely avoiding the knife, but he didn\'t stop.
He raised his left hand, trying to locate the hand of the enemy.. Locating the band, he grabbed the wrist of the man with his right hand, tossing him to the ground.