In the midst of the silent battlefield, Moncik and Lucas stood face to face, with the few steps between them feeling as though they spanned thousands of kilometers. The air around them vibrated, laden with a tension so thick it was almost tangible. "You, how many people have you killed?" Lucas asked, his expression one of anger. Despite his wariness, he was acutely aware that the man before him was unlike any adversary he had faced before. "Hmm, I've lost count. But the last one claimed to be the Heavenly Demon," Moncik responded, his tone seemingly designed to pique Lucas's interest. Lucas was taken aback. How could he not be? The Heavenly Demon was the same man who had previously fought to a draw with Lucas. Lucas had been convinced that the Heavenly Demon was lurking somewhere nearby, and now, the man in front of him claimed to have killed the Heavenly Demon. In that moment, everything clicked for Lucas; all the pieces fell into place, leading him to one inevitable conclusion.
Lucas looked around, his eyes adapting to the darkness that enveloped the room. Beneath his feet, skulls were scattered about, making a crunching sound every time he took a step. The cold air touched his skin, enhancing the already eerie atmosphere.Despite the room seeming sealed, there was an inexplicable current of air.A mysterious man, his head wrapped in a black bandage, stood imposingly before him. Faint light from an unseen source cast their silhouettes against the walls, which were adorned with ancient symbols."Lucas," the man's voice resonated, heavy and echoing off the stone walls. "You have failed in your mission to save our world."Lucas recognized the man as Moncik, the one who had bestowed upon him the power of the "mist technique," a unique ability Lucas had integrated with his other powers."Why is he so powerful?" Lucas pondered, bewildered by Moncik's strength, the leader of the Hell's Tiksu assassins.The man sighed, his tone calm yet authoritative. "Your obsessio
The sky was still dark when Lucas stood outside, his breath visible in the chilly morning air. He had just been forcibly ejected, the loud bang of Luna's gate closing behind him still echoing in his ears, a consequence of last night's debacle.This felt like déjà vu, yet Lucas was acutely aware that he had successfully re-entered the flow of time, seizing the opportunity to start anew.Suddenly, Lucas's expression shifted from calm to one of realization as he noticed a profound change within himself. His normally jet-black hair had transformed, now turning white with the tips glowing a faint gray—a clear indication that he had achieved something remarkable: he had traveled back in time."I'm back..." he whispered to himself, his gaze fixed on the gate that had just spurned him.Determined, Lucas approached and knocked on the gate gently yet firmly. "Open up, it's me, Lucas," he announced, adopting a different strategy this time.Lucas was resolved; his plan was to eliminate any threat
Lucas stepped into the White Swan Pavilion with a confident stride, determined to resolve the lingering threats that loomed over them. His urgency stemmed from a stark realization: the world had teetered on the brink of destruction twice before, and Lucas, having failed to protect it on both occasions, was adamant about preventing a third catastrophe.As Lucas surveyed his surroundings, his heightened consciousness allowed him to perceive beyond the ordinary; he could even see through walls, searching for his quarry. In a private room, he found Lorrick of the Ironfist family, indulging in luxury, surrounded by opulent beverages and entertainers. Lucas paused momentarily outside, observing Lorrick with a faint smile."Lorrick, you will face your end once more," Lucas murmured softly, his movement swift and silent as the breeze. His mastery in cultivation had elevated him beyond mortal confines, enabling him to effortlessly approach the private room's entrance.Without a moment's delay,
Lightning thundered across the sky, illuminating Moncik's face with blinding white light. Around him, the earth trembled and burst open, with flames engulfing Tikus Biru, his subordinate, who desperately tried to evade the onslaught."Argh!" Blue Rat screamed, his body aflame. Nearby, White Rat, the female assassin, faced similar agony.This scene was a one-sided massacre, making Lucas's claim of godhood seem justified. The display of Lucas's power was truly fearsome.Moncik dodged frantically, as if his life depended on it, trying to escape the lightning that Lucas seemed to command at will."Ah, Hell Rat, Hell Rat assassins, you really are like rats. Why don't you just scurry back into your holes?" Lucas taunted.This spectacle gave Lucas a perverse thrill, realizing how easily he could manipulate the villains who had once caused him so much trouble.It was akin to a dragon toying with a group of slow-moving rabbits; their survival hinged solely on Lucas's mercy to not end their liv
The village sky was aglow with golden rays that morning, casting a serene light on the path where confident steps moved with purpose. In front of a quaint house, a man with shoulder-length white hair, which shimmered like spun silver in the sunlight, gently knocked on the door. His appearance, marked by the ethereal glow of his hair, endowed him with an aura of mystery.Inside, the sound of footsteps grew closer until the door swung open, revealing a puzzled Aline. Her face, marked by confusion yet strikingly beautiful, mirrored the surprise and curiosity at the sight before her. Her eyes, wide and inquisitive, scanned the figure on her doorstep."Who are you, and what brings you here?" Aline inquired, her voice laced with caution yet striving for politeness.In this unexpected moment, Aline's surprise was natural; she did not recognize Lucas, who stood before her, his presence in her timeline unforeseen. Yet, there was a slight smile on Lucas's face, a hint of warmth in his demeanor
Coil had been away from the Crimson Jade compound for many days, seeking adventure and fortune as a cultivator Now, he finally returned, bringing along his trusted companion, Lucas.Yes, Coil trusted Lucas because he believed that he could utilize Lucas for his purposes. However, what Coil did not realize was that Lucas seemed to have his own agenda in mind.Indeed, how could Lucas ever forgive such an evil man? Certainly, lucas would plan a fitting and poetic revenge against the Crimson Jade family. As they approached the imposing gates of the family estate, Coil couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and trepidation.This man knew that if his family discovered that he had a powerful ally like Lucas, his father, being the patriarch of the Crimson Jade family, would undoubtedly commend him. Consequently, the competition to become the next family heir would likely shift in Coil's favor.However, these hopes were nothing more than mere speculation on Coil's part, as something enti
At night, he descended to the Crimson Jade residence, where a tense atmosphere filled the air. Lucas was in Coil's room.Lucas had a plan on his mind; his gaze seemed to see through everything around him. This young man clearly felt something there."Coil," said Lucas and suddenly stopped mid-sentence. He became wary when he sensed an unpleasant presence lurking nearby."Coil," Lucas spoke seriously, "there is an impostor approaching us."Clearly startled, Coil didn't sense anything amiss. However, the youngest son of the Crimson Jade family immediately believed Lucas. Coil remembered how Lucas fought and defeated Night Swift beforehand. That was an epic battle that Coil himself doubted could have been achieved by any ordinary human being."Lucas, can you defeat them?" asked Coil nervously.Despite her arrogance, she wanted to know if Lucas would dare face off against them. If not, Coil already prepared to escape with their teleportation artifact."It will be easy," whispered Lucas.N