Inhuman Warlock Chapter 367
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"We're leaving as you asked. Don't you dare spread words of this, or you'll suffer," the lady warned Tristan before she left with the young man.
"I wouldn't mind seeing how I can get hurt. If only I didn't have something more important to do, I would have loved to play around," Tristan let out, sighing.
He simply sat on the roof, looking at the sky. He called Kellian.
"I'm in position. Tell me when they're about to fly past here. I'll finish it," he informed Kellian.
"They'll take a few more hours to get there. Don't worry; I'll inform you when it's time. We're keeping an eye on their jet using our satellites," Kellian replied. "Just don't leave your position for the next few hours, no matter what happens. You can't miss this opportunity."
"Don't worry. I'm not leaving this place even if the sky falls. I already packed enough food to last a few days," Tristan answered as he disconnected the call.
Opening his bag, he brought an umbrella and covered his body.
...
Two days had passed since Lucifer healed Alicia, who was poisoned. Throughout these two years, the group of five people had been going deeper and deeper inside the Dungeon.
"How big is this dungeon? Is there an end to it or not?" Tired, Uzuki asked Lucifer. "Let's rest. We haven't slept properly in the last two days. How can we fight like this?"
"I agree. We need to be in our best condition if we want to take out the Hunter Union completely. We don't know how far we might need to walk. This is a new path that wasn't in any records. I think we should rest," Alicia also agreed.
Previously she was going with what she knew about the Dungeon. According to her information, they were to reach the end after slightly more than a day. That's why none of them rested properly.
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But it had been two days now, and the end still wasn't in sight, all because of this secret path that Alicia previously didn't know about.
She believed that the Hunter Union had gone through it. Since it was a previously undiscovered path, she didn't know how long it actually was.
"I also think we should rest," Yaliza also agreed.
Cassius also sided with the others. "Yeah. Rest is needed. Don't you feel tired?"
"I don't," Lucifer replied, shaking his head. "But that's probably because of my healing. It removes my tiredness."
The only time he actually got tired was when he actually used his powers excessively. Fortunately, there hadn't been much need for that in the Dungeon.
Moreover, he had already used decay on the Black Stone Beast, which gave him plenty of energy.
That was why he didn't feel tired at all.
He simply told everyone that he never felt tired, bluffing a little. He didn't want anyone to know his weakness, that he could be affected if someone made him use too much of his energy.
He believed that was one of the weaknesses of his abilities that he never wanted anyone to know. His threshold of power reserve was high, but it wasn't infinite.
"If you all want to rest, then let's rest." Seeing the tired look on everyone's face, he agreed to rest.
All of them sat near the wall.
Uzuki brought some fruits out of the bag he was carrying and handed some to everyone.
"After you eat, go to sleep. I'll stay up,' Lucifer informed everyone since he didn't need to sleep so soon. If he wanted to, he could stay awake for over a week easily.
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"Are you sure?" Alicia asked Lucifer.
"Yeah. It's better than everyone taking turns to go to sleep. In any case, I don't need sleep for now," Lucifer casually replied.
As he expressed confidence in his ability to stay up, everyone took him up on his offer.
"If someone comes, wake us up."
Everyone soon went to sleep, leaving Lucifer alone, sitting in the Dungeon.
His left hand still had no glove, so he was only using his right hand to touch things. Using his right hand, he picked up an apple and started eating it.
...
Three hours passed. Everyone was deep asleep, and only Lucifer was up, getting bored.
He stood up and started walking back and forth to keep him distracted.
Another hour passed, and his boredom was reaching extreme levels.
He picked up a small stick that was lying on the ground and started carving something on the ground using the stick.
Soon his line art finished. Stepped back, he couldn't help but smile at the awkward drawing. He had tried to draw his own face, but it looked like he had drawn some cartoon character. He was so bad at it that even he was surprised.
"In my imagination, it was so much easier," he exclaimed, smiling wryly. He casually waved his hand, making winds clear the ground. He didn't want anyone else to see the disaster painting he had created.
Two more hours passed. No one had woken up even now.
As for Lucifer, he was now keeping himself busy with something else.
This time, however, he was doing something productive. Instead of wasting his time because he was bored, he was trying to experiment with his powers.
He still remembered that there was a time when he could only use one power at a time. With experience and growth, he was able to use all his powers at the same time.
He could fire wind blades and lightning bolts at the same time. He wanted to take his growth one step further by trying to bring an experimental theory to life.
In his time at the Academy, he learned many things that he thought to be useful. There were, however, a few more things that he heard in the Academy that, let alone him, even the teachers considered to be useless.
One such thing was an experimental theory that was never proven.
According to the theory, there was a slight chance that a well-trained Warlock could merge his two powers to attack as one.
According to that theory, if a Warlock had two attack type powers, he could merge their effects if he trained enough.
That theory was thought to be the stupidest theory in the academy, but it was also the most fascinating and imaginative story.
Lucifer hadn't taken much interest in that theory since he used to think that he only had one power at that time. Now that he had his memories back, he understood the importance of merging skills.
If he could merge his attacks, he knew he was going to be even more powerful than he ever was.
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