Chapter 1051 1052

Chapter 1051 1052

Lucifer's chest throbbed with pain as he rose to his feet, the weight of his past bearing down upon him. His weary eyes surveyed the ravaged battlefield, witnessing the scars of destruction and the shattered lives left in its wake.

The battle may have reached its conclusion, but Lucifer knew deep within that this was merely the prologue to what was to come.

A peculiar sensation drew his gaze towards an unfamiliar direction. From the very earth beneath his feet, the blood of those he had slain in this realm began to rise, their life essence intertwining with the crimson droplets. As if guided by an unseen force, the blood drops converged before his very eyes. nOVelBIn

Gradually, the individual droplets merged, forming a colossal sphere reminiscent of a blood-soaked sun. Its size grew exponentially, consuming the life essence of all who had perished in its wake.

The intense illumination cast by this bloody sun bathed the world in a haunting scarlet glow.

When the bloody sun had gathered its final tribute, Lucifer extended his pale hand towards it. As if attuned to his command, the celestial orb began to shrink, transforming into a swirling vortex of pulsating crimson energy. Its once majestic proportions diminished, becoming a fraction of its initial size.

With a delicate touch, the condensed sphere settled into the palm of Lucifer's hand, undergoing a metamorphosis of its own. The shape elongated, slenderizing into a sleek and sinuous crimson sword. Its very presence exuded an overwhelming power, an otherworldly energy that resonated with its master's desires.

This blade, forged from the blood of the mightiest beings of this era, had absorbed the essence of every species in this realm. Like its wielder, it possessed an unparalleled strength and untamed fury. As Lucifer flicked his wrist, the sword hummed with anticipation, prepared to execute its master's every command.

In this weapon coursed the blood of conquerors, the essence of the conquered.

Lucifer's grip tightened around the hilt of the crimson sword, feeling the surge of power coursing through his veins.

As he stood amidst the remnants of the battlefield, Lucifer didn't move even an inch. It was as if he was simply waiting for something. His gaze remained in that one peculiar direction.

With his evolution, things had become complicated, but she still had faith. The most troublesome thing about Lucifer's evolution was the excess control over time, space and creation.

She had brought her father's ring with her. Although she hadn't thought that she would be needing it, but now that things had come to this, she was glad that she brought it along.

Although the ring couldn't stop Lucifer from using his abilities, it could safeguard her and her people from the most annoying aspect of Lucifer's abilities. It kept them freed from any space time restriction, allowing them to fight freely without restriction.

Lucifer's eyes narrowed as he watched the woman closely. He could sense the power emanating from her ring.

"Do you have enough faith in that ring to put your life on line?" Lucifer asked. "I assure you, your ring will not save you from the fate that awaits you."

The woman smirked, her eyes gleaming with a mix of arrogance and confidence.

"We shall see," she said cryptically, before turning her gaze towards the battlefield behind Lucifer.

Without warning, she raised her hand and a wave of energy surged towards Lucifer, starting the battle.

Lucifer raised his blood red sword, its fiery glow matching the fire in his eyes.

The clash of their powers created an intense storm of magic and lightning, shaking the very ground beneath their feet.

As the dust settled, Lucifer emerged from the debris, his crimson sword gleaming in the dim light, completely unharmed.

He charged towards the woman with a speed that was almost impossible to track.