Inhuman Warlock

Dark flames came crashing down from the sky, akin to a punishment from heaven. Although the Dragon Clan Members were also in the line of fire, they didn't even try to escape.

The Dark Flames were something that every Dragon Clan Member was born with. They understood the nature of the Dark Flames better than anyone else. Unlike the other destructive powers, the Dark Flames were more controllable.

The Dark Flames could be controlled in ways that it could only harm the person that the Dragon Clan intended. And the Dragon King had absolute control over this flame. For the Dragon Clan Members, it was a certainty that the flames weren't going to harm them.

Their thoughts were further validated as the Dark Flames swallowed the entire landscape. For the Dragon Clan Members, the flame was more comfortable than harmful. They didn't feel any heat in the flame, as if the flames were nothing but an illusion.

On the other hand, for an enemy, the flames were no different than the flames of hell.

The intense heat engulfed the surroundings, swallowing the proud figure of Lucifer. Before the flames swallowed Lucifer, finally his confident expressions flickered as he appeared to be slightly agitated about something.

The Dragon Clan members thought that the reason behind Lucifer's distress was the fact that he had recognised his doom, unaware that the reason behind his distress was something else entirely.

Before the dark flames engulfed Lucifer, only one sentence was heard from him. "Not yet!"

The Dragon Clan Members smirked in response, having fun watching Lucifer's fear as they felt nourishment of the Dark Flames instead. However, to their surprise, for some reason, the flames that used to be comfortable until now had suddenly become warm, almost scorching.

"Why?" They asked, slightly scared as they looked at the sky towards the Dragon King while trying to get out of the flame storm that had become uncomfortable for them as well.

Before they could get out of the flames, they noticed another strange thing. The color of the dark flames was slowly changing, turning into a strange shade of white that was in complete contrast to the pitch black darkness from before.

The origin of this change was where Lucifer was swallowed by the Dark Flames.

"What did he do?" One of the Draconian Men roared, not stopping his escape at all. Unfortunately, the white flames were faster than the escape of a Draconian.

The start white flames spread out with Lucifer at its core, akin to a sudden explosion.

The Draconians that were caught in the white flames finally experienced the fear of flames. They were born with the power to control the flames.

They were born with affinity toward flame and this was also the element that scared them the least. But at the same time, they were now being punished by the flames that they had never seen before.

Even the Dragon King high in the sky was taken aback by the sudden outburst from Lucifer. His eyes shone in a frightening red hue as he roared like an enraged beast, not accepting his defeat in terms of fear.

The Dragon King opened its mouth as his wings spread wide. A blazing inferno erupted, engulfing everything in its path with destructive fury.

The scorching flames, even stronger than before shot towards the stark white flames, engulfing everything in their path with an unrelenting heat and intensity. This time, the Dragon King didn't hold anything back. He didn't differentiate between a friend or a foe.

His fury engulfed everything in its path, leaving destruction and chaos behind. It was the clash between the Dragon King that had made a name for himself as a scary strong being, and the unknown flames that he had never seen before.

As the two flames clashed, a brilliant display of destruction ensued, illuminating the darkness. The crackling sound echoed through the silent night.

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An unknown amount of time had passed. The land of the Dragons was completely destroyed in the previous clash. Not even a single structure was left standing. The Land that was known to possess one of the strongest warrior clans was now turned into nothingness.

Even the ground itself was scorched, still blazing hot. In the center of the battlefield, a large crater was visible, thousand of feet deep and ten times wider than that.

In the center of the huge crater, a young man appeared to be sleeping peacefully.

Far away from the crater, another crater was present. Although the second crater wasn't as big as the first crater, the second crater contained something even bigger.

Half destroyed body of the Dragon King was lying in the middle of the crater, fallen right from the sky. The head of the Dragon King and one hand of his body was missing. It was completely destroyed, leaving nothing behind.

Moreover, despite their healing abilities, the Dragons weren't able to return back to life, unlike Lucifer. Even the remaining half of the Dragon King's body appeared rotten, making it a gruesome sight.

The hidden world that was the time of the Dragons had now become their graveyard, and the person who made it possible still remained unconscious.

After a long time, Lucifer came to his senses, his eyes slowly opening. He stood up, his clothes torn in the battle.

Instead of being happy about the outcome of the battle, his eyes showed some signs of sadness. He wanted to kill the people that killed his family with his own hands, but the strange ability core took that privilege from him as well.

Not only did it take away his happiness, but it also took away the object of his revenge.

Lucifer stepped out of the crater, landing near the Dragon King's corpse, his eyes gazing at the half destroyed body.

As he surveyed the aftermath of the battle, he was able to confirm that no one was left alive. He couldn't see any signs of life in this place. And even if someone had managed to survive somehow, it was certain that they weren't here anymore.

Lucifer stepped close to the Dragon King's body. The body started decaying as Lucifer walked closer to the body, the remaining essence in the body becoming part of Lucifer's strength.