Inhuman Warlock

A blue-haired lady stood in the back, appearing to be in her late thirties. The woman looked beautiful and gentle, but she was one of the powerhouses of this Warlock Council team.

"Qissy, attack in any random direction. Let me show you some magic."

"Y-yes, Sir," Qissy let out, stuttering.

She was a Warlock Council powerhouse, but her personality was very timid. She didn't talk much, and when she did, she often stuttered. That was especially the case when she spoke to the man in the back.

She didn't question why she needed to attack and just followed the command as she chose one random direction in the mist and attacked.

"Aaah!"

Within seconds of her attack, a loud scream spread everywhere as if her attack had hit someone.

"That was Awlson!" Kellian muttered, recognizing what had happened. This man was really toying with them. He was now making his team members attack in random directions and teleporting their teammates in the line of attack?

Tristan was intended. It appeared like he wasn't going to listen to anyone this time. He took a step forward.

"Tristan?" Kellian called out.

"What! Don't stop me now! It's better to die fighting than die like cowards!"

"Who told you to stop? What I was going to say is something else. I retract my previous orders! Kill them all even if we die!" Kellian declares as hundreds of shadows appeared all around the Warlock Council members, attacking them.

Most of the Warlocks were prepared this time for something like that after going through it last time, but still, some of them were killed right away.

Jia and Jenilia survived, but that was also because of Jenilia's ability. She managed to restrict one of the shadows that had come to attack her. The shadow soon dispersed.

"Now that's more fun!" Tristan declared as he grinned. He pulled out his katana, making a faster attack, but the same thing happened again. Zhu switched places, but this time he didn't swap places with any ordinary Uprising member.

He switched places with Tristan, who had just finished attacking, only to end up on the receiving end of his own attack.

Tristan's lips opened slightly as he found him facing his own attack. He hastily dodged to the side, barely escaping his attack.

"What?"

He had barely dodged the attack when the next moment, he found himself a thousand feet above the ground. He started falling, not controlling himself.

"This...?"

Kellian noticed the danger Tristan was in. One of his shadows turned to an Eagle and took to the air.

The shadow eagle grew in size the higher it flew, ultimately becoming ten feet long with a wingspan of twenty feet.

Tristan turned his body in the air as he saw the eagle sent by Kellian, but before he could even land on the Eagle, the Eagle disappeared easily.

It appeared fifty meters away.

Zhu remained grinning as he saw what was happening. He was enjoying playing with Tristan. For others, this place was a battlefield, but for him, this place was simply a playground for him to have fun. He was the god of this place.

Despite not being particularly strong on his own, his Summoned Beast made him almost undefeatable. He was known as one of the ten strongest Warlocks of the Warlock Council for a reason, and this was that.

Despite possessing such dominating ability, he wasn't particularly appreciated by the Warlock Council members, who believed he was nothing on his own. All of his success was because of borrowed strength and not his own.

They couldn't respect a person like that, even though there was nothing wrong with a Summoner using his Summoned Beasts.

Like a god, Zhu kept switching the enemies from one place to another. When his own team members were about to get hurt, he switched their places with the enemies.

The whole place had turned chaotic, and the Uprising Members had no idea as to what was happening.

There was another place that had become chaotic, and it also involved the Warlock Council team. Unlike the first team, the second team was the one that was being dominated instead.

They didn't have the summoned beasts of Zhu, which was something that they were missing a lot since their enemy had that.

Arthur was no less like a devil for them. Firstly, Milena's Energy Negation stopped the plane's defense from working. Second, she even entered with force after breaking the windshield.

It was a slaughter fest as the plane started falling. Milena started attacking the Warlock Council members. Another noble restricted the leader of the team from even moving. All he could do was watch his men being killed by Milena and Arthur. The other Noble Lords left behind, watching the massacre.

Within minutes, all the Warlocks inside the plane were dead. Only the leader of the group was left.

"Was that all? And here I thought that Warlock Council leaders were threatening and challenging? What's this?"

"What are you doing here, Milena Sephene?" the leader of the group asked.

"If you all can come to me, why can't I come to you?" Milena asked. "Anyway, you don't need to ask why I left you alive. The answer is simple. I want something from you. If you can help me with that, I might help you take out Lucifer Azarel and Uprising."

"And why would you do that?" the leader asked.

"Because I don't like him either? All of you are arrogant, but he's even more arrogant. I want to support you to take him out. Moreover, he has the stone you need now. He took that from me. You can take that stone from him and forget this enmity between us."

"You're saying that after you killed all my men?"

"Don't worry. They aren't dead. They'll be brought back by me," Milena smirked. "Anyway, what choice did I have? You weren't going to listen to me anyway? You would've just attacked me at first glance. This was needed to get your attention."

"I leave this choice to you. Are you with me or not? Because if you're not, I can kill you and go to another leader. I heard there are quite a few there. Maybe they'll listen?"

"What do you want in exchange?" The man asked, frowning. If this demoness wanted a deal, it couldn't be for something easy.

"It's simple. I want you to take this thing off of me," Milena said, raising her hand to reveal the bracelet.

"You want me to take off your bracelet? Why don't you take it off yourself? Break it if it's too tight to remove? Why do you need me for that?"

"Because it's not an ordinary bracelet."