Inhuman Warlock

"The point is simple. The entire world thought that all the Dungeon Dwellers that had come out at that time wanted to kill humans. They thought that those people were beasts and that they were all killed by them. However, they were wrong," Sirius said, smirking.

"How were they wrong?" Lucifer asked, unaware of the threat that was slowly creeping closer.

"They weren't beasts that were out to wipe humanity! Instead, they were angels sent by gods to bring forth gods. Unfortunately, the Devil also sent their powers to humans so they could wipe the angels and keep the world caught in this turmoil!"

"Huh?" It was at that point; Lucifer thought that he was talking to a crazy man.

Sirius was actually saying that Variants were created by the Devil while Dungeon Dwellers were sent by gods? This man was absolutely crazy, it seemed.

"I think you might have the wrong idea about it. Dungeons Dwellers came out a long time after humans received powers. So your logic fails before it could even gain ground," Lucifer responded. "You just say that because you never saw them and how they behaved since they didn't appear in this continent."

"I don't blame you. You're just a naive boy. Let me educate you here. You'll learn everything," Sirius said, smiling. "It's wrong to say that the angels didn't appear in the Continent of Darkness. That brings me back to where I started the story."

"Humans thought that all Dungeon Dwellers were out to kill them, so they wiped them instead. However, it wasn't exactly as they thought. They hadn't wiped all the Dungeon Dwellers since not all were trying to kill humans."

The more Lucifer heard, the deeper his frown got. He had a feeling as if he understood where this conversation was going. However, before he could do anything, the tongue of the statue wrapped around his neck.

For some strange reason, as soon as the tongue touched him, Lucifer couldn't resist in the least. He instantly lost consciousness before he could even raise a finger.

His legs buckled as he lost his balance. His eyes also closed weakly.

Sirius' smile widened as he saw the scene before him.

"Some of the Angels spread out and started resting. And one of those angels came to the Dark Continent, taking shelter in this Temple."

Even though Lucifer had lost consciousness, Sirius still continued with the story.

In the meantime, the tongue freed Lucifer, letting him drop to the ground.

The tongue moved back and went inside the mouth of the statue, which closed. The eyes of the statue also closed.

"I met the angel when I came here for the first time. And that was the moment my eyes opened to the truth. That was the time when I saw the reality and the greatness of the Angels. And now I support their cause as their loyal servant. I'm not alone either," Sirius said, stepping closer to Lucifer.

"Now, my dear friend. I'm sure you'll awaken to the reality as well. Either that, or you'll become the food for my Angel. It all depends on you. I hope you can see the truth," he added, smirking.

He bent forward and held Lucifer's hands before he dragged the body of Lucifer to the other side of the temple, away from the statue.

Leaving the body on the corner of the room, he walked back to the statue.

Standing before the statue, he bowed respectfully, going down on his knees. After what seemed like a strange process where he smacked his head on the ground three times while chanting some strange words, he stood up.

He reached out his left hand and dipped it in the blood-filled statue. He walked with his bloody palm to the center of the room and started carving the blood formation on the ground.

The complicated formation cost him over an hour of his time in its creation. He had to make many trips back to the bowl to take more blood to complete the formation, but the blood in the bowl didn't decrease in the least.

It was as if the bowl kept filling up, no matter how many times blood was taken from it.

After finishing the formation, Sirius stood up and wiped his sweat from his clothes. "Finished."

He walked over to Lucifer and placed one of his hands under Lucifer's neck while placing the other hand under his knees. He picked up Lucifer and walked back to the formation on the ground.

He placed Lucifer in the middle of the blood formation.

After finishing up, he bowed before the statue one last time before he flew in the air.

He touched a certain spot on the roof. Following his touch, a small opening was created on the roof. Through that opening, he left the room.

The opening closed soon, and the room returned to its scary silence as Lucifer remained unmoving in the middle of the blood formation, which kept getting bigger albeit exceptionally slowly.

For a moment, it even seemed like the face on the stomach of the statue was smiling, looking at the body in the blood formation.

...

Present time~

Unaware of Lucifer's whereabouts, his team was still in the Colosseum where the battles were taking place.

Caen and Heath had surrendered long ago, attracting the ire of the crowd, which was mixed with mocking.

However, the entire notion of foreigner weakness was changed suddenly with the participation of Salazar.

He not only took out a Noble Lord who was expected to win the whole thing, but he did it in such an overwhelming manner that the enemy didn't even get the opportunity to offer resistance.

If citizens hadn't known more about Lord Vian, they might have even considered the fact that this whole thing was fixed to improve the reputation of foreigners.

However, they knew that it wasn't the case. A Noble Lord could never betray his land, and even if he did, he would never have accepted his death so readily. That could only mean one thing... Salazar was actually very powerful.

Salazar looked at the dead body of Lord Vian, sighing. "Rest in peace."

He didn't forget to glance in the direction of Milena and Arthur before he turned around and started walking back to his seat.

Unlike before, there was no mocking as he walked back. The entire arena was so silent that one would have wondered if there was anyone in the arena or not.

Salazar jumped over the fence to get out of the arena before walking to his seats.

"That was a good performance. You didn't show up too much and even won. But I think you attracted some attention too," Caen informed Salazar, taking a subtle glance towards Milena, who was looking at him.