Inhuman Warlock Chapter 73
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Feeling the strange vibration on the ground, Lucifer stood up and turned back. The vibrations made it seem like a big army was advancing towards him, but only as he turned back did he realize what it actually was.
He was surprised to see that it was actually no less than an army. The only difference was that it wasn't an army of humans but an army of strange creatures.
He saw many strange beasts advancing towards him from a distance.
Hundreds of Dungeon Dwellers that should've been inside the Dungeons had stepped out. However, they were not only outside, but they were advancing towards him.
He could also see many types of beasts that he had never seen before.
The largest number of these creatures were Skeletons running in the group. The Skeletons wore what seemed like a wooden helmet and carried a silver Sword in their hands as they ran towards him.
There were also Chimera Eagles like the one he had killed. Tens of Chimera Eagles were flying through the air like the Kings of the Wind.
He could also see what seemed like nine feet tall Gorillas that were wearing what seemed like Armor made entirely of gold. There were nine such armored gorillas in the group of beasts, but because of their enormous size, they were more visible despite their low number.
There were also seven silver-skinned Tigers who seemed to have two sharp white teeth coming out of their mouth like the Sabertooth.
That wasn't all, as Lucifer also saw something strange that he found hard to describe. He could see three crystal orbs sticking together and flying towards him. There were no face or teeth in these orbs, making him wonder if these were actually beasts or something else.
There were over twenty of such Three-Orb Objects that Lucifer unwillingly decided to consider as beasts.
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There were also beasts that seemed like Armadillo, but instead of having something like a shell on their back, they had yellow spikes coming out of their back. The Spiked Armadillos also seemed to have skeleton-like legs making them look even stranger.
Lucifer could also see what seemed like trees with wooden hands and legs, walking slowly behind the group.
In total, he saw over two hundred Dungeon-Dwellers in front of him.
"Sigh, There are so many. My clothes might be destroyed again, even more than they already did," Lucifer muttered as he looked at his clothes that he had changed after his previous clothes were destroyed in the battle with the Guild. Even the new clothes had a three-inch-wide hole because of the latest skirmish with the chimera eagle.
He was more concerned about his clothes than the hundreds of beasts coming in his direction.
"There's no way to save clothes. I'll need to go through the beasts in any case if I want to go ahead. As for going back, that's not an option," he muttered as he stared at the beasts coming towards him. His heart seemed to be mostly calm.
"Fine. If the clothes are destroyed, let it be. I'll get more in the next city," he concluded as he cracked his knuckles while glaring at the beasts.
He raised his right feet a little above the ground.
Smashing his right leg on the ground, he used the impact to fly ahead towards the beasts that were running towards him.
....
While Lucifer was flying towards the beasts for a final clash, a few armored vehicles stopped behind him. There seemed to be five hundred meters of distance between them and Lucifer, keeping them within a safe distance.
"Wait, are my eyes betraying me? I see that monster fighting against the Dungeon-Dwellers? Do you see the same thing?" The Sorcerer of Red Eagles Guild, Weston, asked the Acting Leader Saele.
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"You're not the only one. It's really happening," Saele replied gravely.
"Why would that guy try to save the city?" Weston asked Saele in confusion. "Isn't he the bad guy?"
"He is a bad guy, but he also seems to be crazy. Who knows why he does what he does," Saele muttered as he frowned. "Maybe he wants to do something good? Or maybe he just wants to kill? He's a ruthless monster himself, after all."
"Whatever the reason, it's still a good opportunity for us. Our forces are weaker. We won't be able to take care of the beasts normally without being wiped out ourselves."
"It seems like the best opportunity for us now! After joining with him, we should be able to win and save the city!" Weston said with an excited smile on his face as he tried to open the door to go out and help.
"Keep sitting!" Saele thundered, glaring at Weston. "No one is leaving."
"But why? If he is dead without our help, we would be hard-pressed to win! We need to do something. These are Dungeon Dwellers we are talking about. The lives of citizens of the entire Ikrego City are in danger!" Weston protested, not understanding why they were being stopped.
"None of you are going out. He's an undying machine. Let him fight for us and die. He should be able to clear half the beasts at least before he's finally died. We should be able to take care of the ones that remain," Saele muttered, folding his arms.
"Ah, right! That way, all of our enemies will be dead, the city will be saved, and with this kid's death, we'll have the revenge of our fellow Guild Members who died fighting this monster," Another Variant, who sat on the back seat, chimed in.
"Ahh!"
As everything was explained clearly, everyone understood what they needed to do. They all agreed with Saele's plans and decided not to join the fight.
They all sat back and started watching what was about to take place without joining.
....
While the Red Eagle Guild Leaders sat back, Lucifer kept advancing towards the horde of beasts, covering a huge distance each second.
Electricity flickered around his hands as he zoomed through the air towards the horde of beasts.
Aiming his right palm towards the horde of monsters, Lucifer fired the first attack.
A bolt of lightning appeared near his hand and shot out towards a Silver Tiger that was running in the lead.
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