Chapter 126: Letting loose

A young Warlock stretched out his arms as he yawned. He was one of the youngest Warlocks of the Level Five, only nineteen years old. 

He was dressed in a white shirt and casual black jeans which matched his black hair. 

His amber eyes were looking at everything lazily as his right hand held a Katana which was kept in the sheath. 

Despite being the youngest here, he was in no way weaker than others. He was also very famous in the APF. 

Inside APF, he was known as the Psycho Swordsman but his self-given title was the Sword Emperor. As for his real name, it was Tristan. 

"Can I go have some fun now?" He asked Raia, his eyes gleaming with excitement. 

Tristan couldn't wait to shatter everything there. As he was known as the Psycho Swordsman, he craved bloodbath. He enjoyed watching people bathing in blood once he unsheathed his Katana.

"Sure. This whole city is all yours to ruin. All of you can start having fun. No one will restrict you from doing that," Raia replied as a subtle smile appeared on his face. 

Today wasn't a day he was going to stop any of them since that was what he wanted. He wanted to ruin the city so he could drag Varant and the others here. 

Wreaking havoc on the entire city would definitely grab the attention of Varant and other APF members. They would prioritize saving and protecting the lives of the civilians. 

With that, he would be able to keep Varant away from Lucifer. He knew that the farther he kept that guy from Lucifer, the better. 

"Awesome! Finally!" A sinister grin formed on Tristan's face as he took a step forward. 

With his left hand, he held the Sheath of his katana whereas, with his right hand, he held the hilt. 

The other Warlocks also had an amused look on their faces as they watched Tristan, anticipating a big show to begin. 

There seemed to be a moment of pause before Tristan finally moved his right hand and pulled out his katana. 

With extreme speed, he pulled out the katana but no one could even see the blade before they realized that the katana was already back in the sheath. 

All that was left behind was a long horizontal arc of black light which was moving ahead at lightning-fast speed. It was getting bigger with each passing second. 

By the time the arc of black light reached the nearest fifty-story building, it was already wider than the width of that building. 

The arc of light passed through the building and disappeared. Nothing happened. 

"I bet on two seconds?" One of the Warlock said, laughing. 

"Nah, the cut was too smooth. I give it five seconds," Another Warlock said, smiling. 

The fifty story tall building was sliced from the middle and everyone started betting how long it was going to take before the top half fell. 

It didn't take long as the top half of the building actually collapsed, causing massive destruction. The people that were inside the building were killed including the ones who were around the building and its nearby area. 

"I guess you were right. It did take five seconds."

As the others were still talking, Tristan launched another attack but this time on a different building. Unlike before, the others didn't just stand still and watch. They also joined in on the action, causing and creating wide-scale destruction around the city. 

...

Xander and his team had already reached the facility; at least the team that was still alive as most of his team was already dead. 

With him, Ayn's team also came as a form of backup. 

"Everything seems calm here. Do you think Lucifer will actually be stupid enough to come here? It's obvious that we will be waiting here for him," Ayn asked Xander as she walked beside him inside the facility.

Xander also nodded his head. "That's true. He would have to be suicidal to come here. But thinking about it, if there's one person who is truly suicidal, it's that kid."

The two of them had left the rest of the team members outside the facility to keep an eye on the surroundings and stay on guard. They never knew the exact time when their target would show up. They knew they needed to stay alert at all times. 

...

Knock!

A knocking sound resounded inside the office of Doctor Rao where he was sitting with Doctor Layman. 

The door opened as a man stepped inside. 

"Doctor, they are here."

A dark-haired man entered the office of Doctor Rao, informing him that they had some guests. 

"The government team is here to take us? Pretty fast," Doctor Layman exclaimed in surprise. 

"Not them. The people from the APF are here. Two of them are coming here to meet you," the dark-haired man answered. 

"I bet they are the ones who are responsible for everything. What are they here for? We are going to be arrested soon anyway. Are they here to laugh at us?" Doctor Rao asked as he frowned. There was a hint of sarcasm and annoyance in his voice. 

After a while, he sighed deeply and said, "Alright. It doesn't matter anymore. They can do whatever they want here now. Let them come."

Nodding his head, the dark-haired man left the office. 

...

Xander and Ayn were brought to the office of Doctor Rao. The two of them didn't even bother to knock before they stepped inside the room. 

"Xander Blake, the man who destroyed everything. What brought you here now? Are you still not satisfied with everything that you have done?" Doctor Rao asked while looking gravely at Xander who had just entered the room. 

He didn't even bother to stand up to welcome Xander and Ayn. 

"Satisfied?" Xander asked back, walking over towards Doctor Rao's table.

Upon reaching his table, Xander slammed his hand on the table as he gazed deep into the eyes of Doctor Rao. "I wish I can do the things that satisfy me instead of keeping myself in control. If only you weren't a human, you would have seen it."

"Xander, control yourself," Ayn told Xander, placing her hand on his shoulder. 

Xander straightened up as he removed his hand from the wooden table. 

When Xander retreated his hand, Doctor Layman noticed a deep burn mark on the spot where his hand was placed previously. 

'This guy... I don't even want to know what would have satisfied him. He seems frightening,' he thought as he kept his gaze down and stood up. 

Doctor Layman walked over to Doctor Rao's side of the table, leaving his chair empty for Xander. There was also another chair placed beside which was for Ayn. 

"Does it even matter? I'll be punished by the government because of you. I already lost everything and you're responsible," Doctor Rao said as he heaved a sigh of defeat. 

In essence, he was just pretending in front of them to give Xander and Ayn the impression that the government was really going to punish him. 

He knew that only when the APF believed that the humans will deal with the matter fairly could this matter be forgotten faster.