Inhuman Warlock

"Are we sure he is the one?" A dark-haired woman asked the man on the throne. She seemed suspicious. 

A figure stepped forward and faced the dark-haired woman who had just spoken. 

"None of us can be sure about that, but all signs point towards him. His aura is very similar to that man. Either he's related to him somehow, or he met him. In any case, this man is important."

"Moreover, we even saw the last moments of memories from that coward who ran away from the battle. He had this kid trapped in his own mind."

"From the memories, we can see that it's when that person sent his aura to the inner Dreamland of the kid. The kid was saved by him. There is no doubt that he's related. All clues point to the same thing."

Another person stepped ahead. 

"Even that person wouldn't have been able to enter his dreamland without being near him physically to use his abilities unless he was related to this guy."

He turned back to the man on the throne. 

"What do you think, My Lord?"

The man on the throne looked very interested in Lucifer through the mirror. There was an amazed smile on his face. 

The man had beautiful dark hair that covered his right eye. Only his left eye was visible, which was blood-red in color.

There was a blood-red mark on his left eye, which was very visible as if someone had sliced his skin with a very sharp knife, and it was still bleeding, but no blood trickled down.

The man wore a beautiful dark cloak that seemed to be made purely of dark energy. There was a frightening aura around his body. 

"This person is the link," the man finally opened his mouth, smiling. "He is the one that will let us out."

"What do you mean, My Lord?" Someone asked. 

The man on the throne looked towards the person who was standing closest to him. The man held a crystal sphere in his hand, but he hadn't spoken anything. 

It was only after the man on the throne asked that he opened his eyes. 

He observed everyone else for a moment before shifting his gaze to Lucifer on the screen. 

"If he is indeed linked with that person, he is a blessing in disguise for us. To be able to get out of this prison, we would need thousands of years to get enough energy to break the exit shield. But if he is who we think he is, we should be much faster?" he further added. 

"How?" the black-haired lady asked. 

"Even if we believe for a moment that he is who we think he is, what can we even do with that information? We can't even leave this place to do anything to him. All we can do is just watch?!'

"You are only partially right, young one," the man on the throne smiled. "While it's true that we can't leave this place, there are indeed things we can do."

The man with the crystal sphere nodded. "We need to bring this person inside our Dungeon. As long as he is inside, we can use the energy of his link to break the entrance seal without having to put much of our energy."

"Bring him inside? How can we do that, My Lord? All we can do is use this mirror to watch him. We can't even touch or contact him?"

The man only smiled in response but didn't say anything. A dark glint flashed in his eyes as he shifted his focus back at the mirror before him. 

...

Lucifer stepped out of the restaurant, observing all the cops standing at a distance, but he ignored them as he continued walking while discussing something with Milena. 

He didn't even bother about sending a warning signal for them to not shoot him from the back. He was sure that the cops weren't going to be stupid enough to shoot at him after seeing what he had done before. 

Thud~

Even though he tried ignoring everything around him for the moment, a sudden thumping sound coming from behind him attracted his attention. 

Following the sound, he also felt the vibration in the ground. 

"Just a second," he told Milena before turning around. 

He looked behind him, curious.

Behind him, he noticed a handsome young man who was glaring at him. There was a little bit of killing intent around him as well. 

"You aren't a human, are you?" Lucifer asked with a curious look on his face. 

The young man before him had beautiful dark hair and a smile on his face, which turned into a wide grin as soon as he heard the words of Lucifer. 

"You are able to guess so easily. That's impressive," the man responded. "You can sense that as well?"

"I saw someone with the same aura around him in the Divine Empire," Lucifer said. "So what's a Dungeon Dweller doing outside a Dungeon?"

He started stepping towards the man. 

"Don't worry. I am not here to kill you. I am here with a message for you."

"Message? From whom?"

"From your friends. I believe their names were Salazar and Yaliza?" 

"Apparently they entered our Dungeon to find something. Too bad they weren't able to get out after stepping in once."

"Don't worry; we haven't killed them. How else would they be able to send you a message?"

"It's good that you didn't kill them. Otherwise, I wouldn't be talking to you at the moment. I would probably be talking to your head which was separated from your body," Lucifer lazily said, tossing out a subtle threat. 

The man stretched his arms, raising them upwards as if he was about to yawn. 

"Am I supposed to be scared? Hehehe, don't worry. You don't have to scare me. I don't have any hand in this. I'm just a messenger her-"

As he spoke, he felt a cold wind brush against his neck. The next second, he found a lightning Sword resting just an inch away from his neck, prepared to slice it. 

Holding the sword was Lucifer, who had appeared right behind the man. 

"If you kill me, you'll never know where your friends are."

"Who says they are my friend? You can kill them for all I care. I just don't like people thinking they have some leverage over me."

"Alright. I won't give you the message. I'll just leave. So far, I haven't given you any threat. If you don't care, I'll just leave," the man smiled as his head rotated backward while his body stood still. He looked Lucifer straight in the eyes.

There was not even the slightest hint on his face of him being scared which surprised Lucifer a bit. 

"Tell me your message?"