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Inhuman Warlock

"The boy has no powers," they claimed. And thus, the Son of strongest Warlock was declared useless and sent to his death. But was it really possible for the son of the greatest heroes of humankind to be useless? Or was it the biggest mistake the humans made that cost them everything and drove a potential Warlock to the dark side? ________________________________ Lucifer Azarel was the son of humanity's strongest Awakened humans, in a world where people awakened various powers. After his parents perished for the sake of humanity, he was sent to the government facility so that they could keep an eye on his powers when they awakened. Unfortunately, even after 5 years, his powers didn't awaken. The government gave up on the boy and allowed the scientists to use him as an experimental subject for their painful tests on the human bodies, but on the first test itself, Lucifer died. He saw the smile on the scientist's face even as he took his last breath. Was it truly the end? But what happens when the boy truly awakens? What if he awakened not one, but more than four powers that were capable of destroying the world itself if used properly? The strongest Warlock who could have been humankind's greatest protector was driven to become it's biggest enemy. What happens when the boy that has awakened several powers at once starts seeking vengeance. Can the protectors of humanity face the wrath of the Strongest Warlock? Can they stop the person who kills without blinking? Or are they destined to be swallowed by the Darkness they created? Join the journey of the Most Powerful Warlock... .............. Discord Link: bit.ly/demonic1

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Chapter 785: Distraction or not

Still covering his face, for the most part, he slowly opened his eyes, taking a glimpse of what was happening ahead. 

As soon as his eyes opened, he noticed a Sword made entirely of flames flying towards his neck. The Sword wasn't made of hot red flames. Instead, they were made of chilly blue flames. All the red flames had turned into blue in an instant. 

Still in the middle of the air, he thought about teleporting at the last second, only to remember that he couldn't. He still wasn't outside the building. 

Using his winds, he pushed his body to the side. 

The freezing sword missed his throat but managed to cut a small trail of his hair in the process. The sword turned around, once again, following Arthur. 

Arthur once again tried to avoid the Sword as he moved again. Even this time, he managed to protect his vitals; however, not perfectly. 

A light groan left his lips as the sword sliced his left arm, leaving one inch deep cut on it.