Inhuman Warlock

Chapter 838: Me

Chapter 838: Me

Lucifer, Jian, and Milena flew towards the sound of the explosions.

"If I'm not wrong, it must be the other person who was ahead of us, fighting the Dungeon Dwellers," Jian theorized. "So far, he has been able to easily take them out. At the moment, he seems to be having a hard time. I wonder who he's fighting."

Lucifer also had the same question as he flew in the lead. The closer they reached to the sound of the explosion, they started slowing down.

"It's happening right around that corner. Don't jump inside. Let me check first," Lucifer informed Jian, landing on the ground. He turned into a shadow and moved towards the turn ahead.

Still, in his shadow form, he reached the turn, looking at the battle.

He could see five people standing tall, watching the battle. The aura around all five of them was frightening. Lucifer could even see their dark aura, clearly making even bigger figures behind them. He understood they were Dungeon Dwellers.

What attracted his attention more was the battle and the participants. He remembered one of the participants as the person who had given him a phone. However, the person who was fighting him stunned Lucifer the most.

It was... Himself? How was this possible? How was he fighting the enemy when he was here? He could've made a clone just like Kellian did once, but that would weaken him, so he never attempted it. He didn't remember making any clones, so how was there one?

Moreover, it wasn't as if he was someone who just looked like him! The man had his skills and fought similar to how he used to fight once upon a time, relying heavily on lighting and winds.

"It's you?!" Came another shocked voice from the back. Lucifer noticed Jian peeking as well, along with Milena.

He pushed the both of them, hiding behind the wall. "Shhh!"

"So the person who was ahead of us all this while was none other than your clone. Man, did you need to keep such a secret? Did you send a clone for recii ahead? You could've told me," Jian commented.

"However, Why are you there fighting them? You can make clones too? That clone looks weaker though. Shouldn't we help him instead of hiding here?" he asked, frowning.

For once, Milena also agreed with him. "We should jump in the battle and take advantage while they're busy."

"We can't. Because that's not my clone. I don't know who he is. I want to know more about the situation before jumping in. So wait here. We'll watch for a little while to understand the situation better. If we're needed, I'll tell you. Until then, don't speak much!"

All the conversations happened in whispers to make sure the Dungeon Dwellers didn't hear them. Fortunately, the Dungeon Dwellers were so immersed in Lucifer, they didn't notice anything. Moreover, any sound of conversations was drowned in the constant explosions of the battle.

After the battle lasted for half an hour, Licorice finally decided to intervene. He snapped his fingers once again. A barrier appeared between Lucifer and Jestil. Even the most powerful bolt of Lucifer couldn't penetrate the barrier.

"Are you two done, or do you want to continue for an hour more? I already know that the battle won't be over even if we continue it for days. Lucifer can't be attacked, and Jestil can't be hurt. So stop the battle already."

Licorice appeared before Lucifer. "As for the woman who died, I know Jestil did wrong, but he's important for us as well since he's the only one of us who can come inside this Dungeon and leave. Except him, we're all trapped here, including you. So if we need to convey any messages outside, we need him."

"Moreover, we didn't know you lost your memories. He actually thought you didn't want to come, even for your parents. So he had to stroke your ego and make you angry," he further explained. "I know he went a bit too far. I apologize from his side."

"However, how did you lose your memories? Did that explosion cause it in which you disappeared? We couldn't feel you anywhere for a few days until one day; you appeared in Elisium. And you claim that's when you were lacking your memories."

Lucifer nodded. "I don't remember what explosion you're talking about, but if what you said is true, it's possible. I don't remember anything up to the moment of waking up in Elisium, all grown up. The last thing I remember was eight years ago, being killed by Varant in a helicopter. From that point on, all memories are missing."

"Hmm?" The real Lucifer heard the words of the second Lucifer, stubbed. This one statement had raised too many questions for him.

Even he had lost his memories after he was tossed into the sea by Varant. That's when the old man found him in the sea and brought him to the island where he was taught everything until he remembered the memories.

There were many questions in his head, one of which was the question about his own existence.

According to both of them, they were the real Lucifer. The one difference was this new Lucifer didn't make any more memories after that point, unlike the old one.

Hiding in his Shadows, Lucifer found himself lost in deep thoughts.

'I woke up after being brought out of the sea... That's when my new memories started. His started a few days ago. That means he was probably taken out a few days ago? The sea is near Elisium as well.'

'That would explain how he appeared there. But how is that possible? If what I'm thinking is right, the sea had two Lucifers after the incident with Varant? One was me, and the other was him?'

' I was taken out while he was left behind? That's why I woke up before him? But how? How can two of me be there? How could the other one come to life? How?'

Lucifer came out of his shadow, hiding behind a wall.

"What happened? You look like you received some shock?" Jian asked, noticing the blank look on Lucifer's face.

He couldn't understand what Lucifer heard that could shock him so much. He also heard the same conversation, but he didn't find anything odd there.

Lucifer looked down, trying to remember everything that happened on that chopper. That could give him some clues on how it was possible.

"Could that be it?" he muttered, slowly lowering his gaze as if he remembered something that could give an answer.