Inhuman Warlock-Chapter 1010 Home

A Ship landed in the middle of nowhere. It was the destination where Lucifer was supposed to meet Ron's grandfather.

By now, Lucifer was already certain that everyone knew his whereabouts and the docking station was soon going to be surrounded. So there was no need to hide.

The door of the ship opened as soon as a car stopped in the distance. From the ship, Lucifer stepped out, his Sword resting on a young man's shoulders.

On the other hand, an old man stepped out of the car. The back door of the car opened and Lucifer's teammates also stepped out. Their hands were free of shackles.

It wasn't as if the man trusted Lucifer. The only reason he removed shackles from his friends was because he was certain he could kill all his friends in an instant. So having shackles or not having shackles was no different for him.

"Release my son and I'll release your friends," The old man exclaimed.

Behind him, Kellian and the others were stunned to find Lucifer back, and that too for them. After so long, he finally appeared and risked himself to free them.

"That's not how the negotiations work. What I have is worth more value to you than what you have is of value to me!" Lucifer exclaimed. "Shouldn't you be the one to show me sincerity?"

"Are you saying your friends don't hold much value to you? Even an idiot won't believe you. You revealed yourself for insignificant people?" the old man scoffed, not believing a single word that Lucifer was saying.

For the young man to go this far for his friends, it was clear that his friends held a lot of value to him. Why else would he reveal himself and risk his life.

Unfortunately for the old man, Lucifer's expressions remained the same.

"You can kill them. And I promise I won't try to stop you. But after that, I'll kill your grandson. You'll see who's more broken after that. But do you really want to risk it?" Lucifer asked the old man.

His words didn't seem like a lie. In fact, the old man felt strange. From Lucifer's eyes, he could grasp that Lucifer wasn't particularly fond of these people. He wasn't sure if Lucifer was pretending or being honest, but this was strange. Why would he try to free people that he wasn't fond of?

On the other hand, even Lucifer's friends found it hard to believe. They wanted to believe that Lucifer was saying that to fool the old man, but some of them still felt a tinge of sadness.

"You have ten seconds. Either you let them enter my ship first, or you can kill them. After the tenth second, I'll kill your grandson!" Lucifer stated, his time being limited.

He was certain that very soon, multiple ships were going to arrive here to capture him, so every second was of importance.

As the tension mounted, Lucifer's friends exchanged worried glances. Meanwhile, the old man held his ground, contemplating the ramifications of giving in to Lucifer's demands. What if he didn't release his grandson after taking the hostages?

Not even giving the old man told to think, Lucifer started the count.

"One..."

"Two..."

"Three..."

"Four..."

As Lucifer reached halfway the count, his sword came closer to Ron's throat, lightly grazing his neck. A small drop of blood trickled down his throat.

To amplify the act, Ron groaned in pain. Although it was painful, it wasn't painful enough for him.

"Grandfather, don't listen to him! I'm willing to die, but I can't watch you being forced!" Ron exclaimed, his eyes filled with determination even as blood trickled down his neck.

"You..." Ron's Grandfather was still, his expressions uncertain.

"Eight..."

Lucifer continued the count. At this point, the old man could only sigh.

"Alright. I will listen to you!"

The old man stepped aside, gesturing for Lucifer's friends to leave.

Kellian and the others looked at each other before they started walking toward Lucifer. But even as they reached Lucifer, they couldn't see a single trace of relief on Lucifer's face as if he really didn't care that they were free.

He didn't even say anything, simply gesturing them to enter the ship. His gaze was cold, as if he was a completely different person. He was a completely different person than them.

The group of youngsters simply followed his commands and entered the ship. They were also certain about the risks that they might be chased by the Star Alliance.

So as soon as they entered the ship, they took their respectable positions and started waiting for Lucifer to return.

All of them were just as confused though. Why was Lucifer's gaze so cold? Did they do something to upset him? None of them knew what happened since the last time they saw him but something had changed.

As they waited, a sense of unease filled the air, making it difficult for any of them to relax. The ship's engines hummed softly, heightening their anticipation for what lay ahead.

Suddenly, the sound of approaching footsteps broke the silence, and Lucifer reappeared, wearing a determined expression on his face.

Strangely enough, Lucifer wasn't alone. Ron was also with him, which stunned everyone. Wasn't Ron going to be sent back? How was he here? What happened to the deal?

"Start the ship." Lucifer sat on the Captain's Seat, not speaking much.

He scanned his palm, giving the permission for the flight. His crew was already in place and now they were ready for the long distance journey. Everything was in place.

Outside the ship, the old man watched the ship rise to air. His eyes were filled with anger, as if he wanted to blow up the ship. However, he controlled his anger.

At the last moment, Lucifer had betrayed him. He refused to return his grandson and changed the deal.

The old man wanted to attack Lucifer, but he knew Lucifer was faster. If he did that, his grandson was going to be killed. That's also the reason why he didn't attack the ship.

"Where are we going?" Kellian asked Lucifer, as the ship rose to air.

Lucifer glanced at the coordinates on the screen.

"Home..."