Inhuman Warlock

One of the Star Alliance members flew closer to Lucifer, landing just a few feet away from him. 

It was one of the Humans who carried a wooden staff in his hand, which was as tall as him. A beautiful crystal orb was resting on the top of the staff, which shone in a beautiful blue light. 

The man wore a white dress like everyone else with the star alliance symbol, but only his uniform had two stars instead of one. The man looked to be in his twenties, which wasn't very old for the amount of powers he possessed. 

His short blonde hair was messy and all over the place, as if he didn't really care to waste time setting his hair. Despite the messy hair, the man still looked great with his long face and a perfect jawline. 

His deep black eyes observe Lucifer from top to bottom, especially focusing on his hands. 

"It seems we finally met." He calmly said, looking straight into the eyes of Lucifer. 

"Should I be happy or sad?" Lucifer asked in response. 

He had a feeling that they wanted to kill him since they were chasing after him, but he didn't know how strong they were or what their strengths were. He didn't know a single time about them, but they seemed out of the world he used to know. 

"Happy or sad? Unfortunately, I can't comment on what you should feel. I'll leave that for you to decide."

"You're here to kill me? May I know what I did first?" 

The man didn't react to the question, knowing how stupid that question was. He didn't believe for a single second that Lucifer didn't know why he was being chased. 

"I'm surprised you didn't try to run away yet like last time. You didn't even try to attack us right away. Are you finally regretting what you did?"

"You mean destroying the world? I heard about that."

"Destroying worlds? I don't care about that. These worlds don't come under our jurisdiction, so we couldn't care any less about them. I'm talking about what you did with her? Do you regret it?"

Lucifer was filled with confusion. What was he talking about? It wasn't about the world but about a girl?

"With who?" he asked. 

For the first time, the man's expressions changed as a hint of anger appeared in his eyes which he immediately controlled. 

"You don't even remember her? The woman who loved you more than her life? The Queen of the Star Empire? Your wife?! The woman you killed with your own hands?"

"My wife?!" Lucifer exclaimed in shock. What the heck were they talking about? How did he get a wife? And why would he kill his own wife? He didn't believe he could be that bad? Just what happened? 

For a moment, he even wondered if this was actually the future or just a dream?

"We are here to declare your Verdict of the Alliance. You are to be killed and not arrested! Do you accept the verdict?"

"Are you really asking me if I accept being killed?" Lucifer asked, looking blankly at the man before him. "My answer is no. I don't accept the verdict. I didn't do anything so far, and I'm not taking any punishment for what I didn't do."

"So you want to go to war?" The man asked calmly. 

Lucifer observed everyone else in the surrounding area. The entire world was filled with people. He didn't know how strong these people were, but he was sure they were much stronger than anything he saw before. 

Moreover, he didn't even know what his strengths at the moment were and how he used to fight here if it was his future. 

He didn't want to jump into a flight blind. 

After finishing his words, he Teleported away, leaving the warzone. He knew his time malfunctioning was going to send him back. At least he believed that, so he needed time. 

"So he chose to run. I expected more from him." The man seemed disappointed as he saw Lucifer run away. 

The man tapped his staff on the ground. The crystal in his staff changed color to a Spatial White. 

The spot in his surroundings started changing as the wind started moving in reverse. 

Lucifer found himself back at the spot. 

He knew it wasn't because of his time reset that he was here now. Time reset felt different. This was a completely different feeling right now. 

"You can't run." The man lazily said, looking down on Lucifer. "I don't know what she saw in you, but you truly showed that you aren't to be trusted by backstabbing her. It's time you get the punishment you deserve."

The man tapped his staff on the ground again. The color changed to a beautiful shade of blue.

Tens of chains came out of the ground. The chains grabbed his hand and his feet. Some chains even wrapped around his neck and his waist, pulling him down to the ground. 

Stunned, Lucifer found himself sitting on his knees as his arms were spread by the chains while the rest made him sit straight. 

Another chain came out, wrapping around his forehead, making him look straight at the man with the staff. 

"By the order of the Oasis, I now put you to death!"

The man raised his staff a third time, tapping it on the ground. The crystal once again changed the color, this time turning into blood red. 

However, at the same time, Lucifer felt something. It was the same feeling as time reset. Everything around him turned white as he found himself back in his old world where he was. 

There were no chains around him anymore, and he felt perfectly fine. He sighed a breath of relief. There were too many unknown factors in the other world. He was glad he was back. 

Not wanting to go back and forth in time without his control, he instantly called Kellian since the call was disconnected with Milena. He didn't want to be lost again. 

...

In another place at a different time, a man was still sitting on his knees, tied to chains.

Another man with a wooden staff was standing before him. He had just tapped his staff a third time which turned blood red after the tap. 

At the same time, the man on his knees raised his hand. His face looked completely calm yet expressionless. 

His eyes were different though. Unlike before, his eyes now seemed to be filled with destruction and bloodshed.. A frightening aura surrounded the main as the chains that were keeping him trapped disintegrated on their own, unable to bear the pressure.