Inhuman Warlock-Chapter 1047

"You will pay for my grandson's life!" The old man exclaimed as he flicked his finger. The thousands of spikes all turned into sharp blades, moving on their own, cutting Lucifer into thousands of pieces, all falling to the ground.

The old man watched the scene, his heart filled with a mix of satisfaction and sorrow. It was a bittersweet victory, knowing that his grandson's life had been avenged but his grandson could never return to life.

The old man watched the bloodstained floor that was tainted with Lucifer's blood. However, as he watched the scene, he felt a mild headache. The surroundings had turned hazy as if the world itself was moving.

The strange phenomenon lasted only for an instant yet at the same time, it felt like it was for an eternity.

When the strange feeling was over, the old man was stunned. The floor that was stained by Lucifer's floor was completely clean. Moreover, Lucifer was standing completely fine, his body still intact. It was as if all that he saw just now had been nothing but an illusion.

"How could an illusion fool me?" The old man didn't understand how this happened. With his abilities, it would've been impossible for an illusion to fool him.

Without thinking twice, he attacked Lucifer again, using the same attack.

Once again the spatial spikes pierced Lucifer's body yet he did not flinch. His eyes burned with an intense fire as he stared at the old man, a smile playing on his lips. The pain was nothing compared to the torment that was in his heart.

Once again his body was cut and once again the time was reversed to the point where he was completely fine.

The old man grew hysterical in disbelief. He kept attacking Lucifer again and again, yet the outcome was always the same.

After the tenth time, the old man dropped to his knees, feeling as if he was stuck in a nightmare.

"Why... Why don't he die? That's right! This isn't reality! This must be a nightmare! I'll soon wake up from it." The old man kept mumbling to himself.

He used his spatial aura to hurt his own body to wake up from the nightmare.

"Urgh!"

The old man felt pain when he attacked his consciousness to wake up, realizing that it wasn't a dream either.

"How can this be? It's not a dream?!" The old man exclaimed, looking at Lucifer who was now only a few feet away from him, looking down.

"It's far from a dream." Lucifer's sentence fell in his ears as he sensed a feeling of soon.

The space around him was in turmoil. Space was his domain, but even the space in his surrounding had gotten out of his control now.

"How...?" The old man asked Lucifer, his pupils trembling as thousands of small spatial portals appeared all around him. It was the same attack that he had used on Lucifer, but this time, it was Lucifer using the skill.

This was a skill that only a few people in his clan knew and it was impossible to be leaked. He didn't understand how Lucifer was able to learn it. Was it just from seeing him use this skill one after another? The skill was far more powerful in Lucifer's hands than the old man had ever imagined.The old man didn't understand how.

Before he could even finish his sentence, thousands of spatial spikes impaled his body, causing immense pain and rendering him unable to move.

His agonizing roar filled the entire hall, echoing off the walls as Lucifer stood there, cold and unrelenting.

Despite the old man's suffering, Lucifer remained composed, his eyes flickering with an unknown emotion.

Soon, the spikes transformed into sharp blades, moving around the old man's body, slicing everything in its path.

The room fell into absolute silence, Lucifer approached the old man who was now no more than small pieces of flesh littered on the floor.

Lucifer picked up the old man's finger that had a Spatial ring created by him. The spatial ring not only contained some of his belongings, but more importantly, it contained the tracing aura of the old man's clan.

Lucifer absorbed the tracing aura from the storage ring, memorizing it.

After memorizing the aura, Lucifer kept the storage ring in his pocket before glancing at the skies where many big clan members were watching him.

Although it appeared as if a long time had passed, only a few minutes had passed since the roof was broken and the Clans left.

In a few minutes, the Hidden Clan Members didn't remain idle either. Although they wanted to show their might and face Lucifer, but for some reason, they also felt that it was better to not drag this thing.

One the Clans that was master of formations took the lead, their Clan Members were the first to arrive.

All the Clan Members of the Formation Clan surrounded the city, standing at specific points, creating something like a formation around the entire city with their body.

Some other clans helped the Formation Clan with the resources and helped with the power source for such a large scale destructive formation.

By the time Lucifer killed the Spatial Clan Master, the formation was also completed.

If one was to look from the sky, they could see a translucent light that connected one Formation Clan Member from the other, completing a beautiful pattern.

Unfortunately, the Formation was more dangerous than it was beautiful. With the help of the power sources from other Clans, the Formation was even more frightening.

By the time Lucifer dealt with the Spatial Clan Master and looked up, he could feel a strange aura all around him.

The air crackled with energy, and a foreboding presence loomed over the entire city. Lucifer could sense the immense power emanating from the completed formation.

The intricate pattern glowed with an ethereal light, captivating the eyes of all who beheld it. Despite its beauty, Lucifer couldn't help but feel a sense of unease as the formation's power grew more potent by the second.