Days later, the evacuation of the island began. Unfortunately, Hawaii's population had dwindled to nearly 400,000. Even Lucifer was now concerned.
The first evacuation involved 150,000 people, and as new efforts were launched, the entire navy joined the operation. Lucifer had finally realized it: until the Vampire Prince was defeated, these monsters would keep multiplying endlessly.
He decided to take matters into his own hands. All units, including the PDA, started retreating with as many people as possible during the evacuation. After the second evacuation, which took another 100,000 people off the island, only the elderly and some adults remained behind.
Even though Lucifer planned to protect them, this would take at least a week. The number of mindless demons on the island had risen to almost 30,000. Another evacuation operation was no longer feasible.
"All hope now rests with you," the Admiral said with disappointment, looking wearily at Lucifer. Like all the other soldiers, the Admiral hadn't slept for two to three days. Sleep had become a danger.
The monsters were attacking relentlessly, causing constant casualties. Even the soldiers were struggling to maintain discipline. This was why they decided to retreat before any more lives were lost.
"It seems staying any longer would only be harmful to you, Admiral," Lucifer calmly remarked. The Admiral looked down and furrowed his brows thoughtfully. "Are we really going to abandon the remaining people?"
Lucifer gave the Admiral a serious look and replied, "Admiral, even if we wanted to, we can't stop this anymore. We don't have enough forces to hold back the demons. On top of that, new demons are constantly being created. The best thing we can do now is retreat with as many survivors as possible without incurring further losses."
The Admiral hesitated for a moment, looking back at the island of Hawaii. The skies were no longer under Lucifer's control. Lightning struck as the sea began to swallow parts of the island. If things continued this way, the storm might consume the entire island before the vampires even made a move.
The Admiral's gaze hardened. Hearing Lucifer's words had crushed his last hope. The best course of action now was to return with the survivors.
"Alright, we're heading back to the mainland. The rest is up to you." The Admiral stood, turned to his subordinate, and gave the order, "Prepare to move! We're retreating!"
The Admiral turned his head and looked at Lucifer seriously. "The mission is yours now."
Without saying anything more, Lucifer left. All the ships, along with the navy, began their journey back to the mainland USA.
When Lucifer landed on the island and saw that the areas they had secured were once again teeming with mindless demons, he frowned. Shadows poured from his feet, stabbing every demon within a 100-meter radius in an instant.
"We need to move quickly."
Lucifer then unfolded his wings and took off, destroying demons wherever he went. When he finally saw the hotel that served as the Vampire Prince's residence, he didn't hesitate and flew straight ahead.
Meanwhile, Ferdinand, who was speaking with Leyla, suddenly froze. His gaze shifted in one direction. A cat sniffed the air, and Ferdinand looked curiously toward the source of mana.
"Do you feel it too, Leyla?" Ferdinand asked calmly. Leyla turned seriously toward the mana source and nodded cautiously. "Something powerful is coming our way."
"Hmph, let it come," Ferdinand grunted. As the mana rapidly approached, the hotel's roof collapsed, and dust filled the air. Lucifer landed gracefully amidst the chaos.
"Well, look who it is..." Ferdinand said with a smile. Lucifer observed him seriously, his gaze darkening as he noticed the river of blood on the floor.
"Are you the Prince?"
Hearing the question, Ferdinand grabbed a strand of his hair with pride and smiled. "It's a sin not to know me, half-breed. Who else could compare to me?"
Most of his body was burned. His arms were gone, and his hair had been completely obliterated by the Death Beam. Lucifer descended mockingly, stepping on Ferdinand's chest.
"Where is your arrogance now? Aren't you the so-called Vampire Prince?" Lucifer cruelly crushed Ferdinand's chest, breaking his bones. Not even the Vampire's regeneration could heal him anymore.
Lucifer removed his foot from Ferdinand's chest but immediately stepped back as he sensed something. Ferdinand's body began to radiate immense energy, shaking the island and causing an earthquake.
"I-I'm going to d-die! But I'll take you with me! Hahahahah!!" Ferdinand managed to speak through a crazed grin. As the entire island shook, Ferdinand's body disintegrated into dust and scattered.
Feeling something catastrophic was about to happen, Lucifer quickly considered his options with a mix of worry and irritation. Unfortunately, it was already too late. Hawaii was torn apart by earthquakes as the sky turned crimson.
"What the hell is this?" Lucifer muttered in shock. A massive rumble echoed as the ground beneath his feet quaked violently, prompting Lucifer to ascend into the sky.
The shattered fragments of Hawaii rose into the sky, the entire island and sea trembling. A colossal tsunami swallowed parts of the island, accompanied by the terrified screams of people.
As Hawaii's fragments gathered in the sky, the once-livable island became uninhabitable. Lucifer, still trying to comprehend what was happening, watched as the remainder of the island ascended into the air.
The landmass collapsed and compressed into a single point, erasing Hawaii from existence. In the sky, a massive earthen sphere formed, blocking out all light as its density increased.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Every second, the sphere pulsated with red energy, as though it were about to explode. Feeling the overwhelming danger, Lucifer fled with all his speed.
"This thing is going to blow!"
The earthen sphere, now fully compacted and radiating immense heat, began to shrink as its density surged. Flames erupted from within, boiling the sea beneath it.
With the destructive power of a volcanic eruption, the sphere seemed ready to detonate at any moment. Lucifer shielded himself with shadows as he sped away.
"BOOOOMMMM!"
The sphere detonated, forcing the Pacific Ocean to recoil violently. The explosion's shockwave struck even Lucifer, scattering him as the Pacific Ocean was profoundly affected, pulling back from the coastlines of multiple countries.
The explosion was so colossal that it was felt as far as Los Angeles. Rising steam and meteoric debris marked the beginning of its aftermath.
The Pacific nations faced massive tsunamis as islands disappeared underwater. Thousands of lives were lost as trade ships sank instantly, and the tsunamis relentlessly claimed more.
Caught in the explosion's shockwave, Lucifer was thrown back, his body crashing into the ocean. Even he was momentarily stunned. But soon, he rose into the air.
The first sight to greet him was the devastating explosion, seemingly capable of erasing the world itself. A throbbing headache forced Lucifer to grimace.
"Damn it," he muttered in frustration. His gaze turned toward the retreating Admiral and the navy.
"I need to find them." Without wasting a moment, Lucifer took flight, determined to ensure there were no further complications—or so he hoped.
(Not:One of the worst chapters I've ever written. Sorry.)