"Lucien damned demon, stop resisting and die already!"
"Stop resisting already, all the great families have joined forces to finish you off damned demon, so that you die once and for all!"
"Lucien bastard! You have killed too many people for your perverse ambition, it is time for you to die and for us to bathe in your blood, you damned demon. So that the death of my family will not be in vain"
"Old demon, you have committed too many atrocities and too many sins! It is time for you to pay!"
"Lucien, from the moment you killed my fiancé and took away my innocence, I have hated you with all my being, you damned demon! Today I want you to die!"
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Lucien was wearing a suit of matte black iron armor that was destroyed. His hair was disheveled, and his whole body was drenched in blood. He looked around.
Bloodied armor and robes, people with looks of hatred and revenge. Mutilated and beheaded corpses were also scattered about, their organs, eyeballs, teeth, ears, and tongues.
Fresh blood oozed from the countless wounds in the body that the armor had pierced. A large pool of blood had accumulated under Lucien's feet.
The warriors from the different families had surrounded him on all sides: there was no escape.
It was a foolish illusion to say he'd make it out alive.
Lucien was clear about his situation, but even in the face of death, his expression was as calm as an ancient pond.
His eyes, red like cold gems, were calm as he looked at the different leaders of the great families that had gathered around him. Among them were experienced elders, talented young people, and even heroes. All of them had a sparkle in their eyes: anger, fear, hatred, hope.
Others roared, cried, cursed, mocked, some clung to their wounds in fear and horror. However, none made a move.
They were waiting for Lucien's last move. They were wary of what this old demon would come up with.
This tense situation lasted for approximately three hours until the sun came out and cast its rays over the mountainside. At that moment it was as if the place was on sacred fire.
"Lucien, who would have thought you'd end up like this?"
"You were quite hard to defeat, Lucien. We had to sacrifice many of our members to defeat you, damned demon."
Lucien, who had remained motionless all this time, like a sculpture of a war god, slowly shifted his body.
The group of warriors from the different families became alert and took a nervous step back.
By now, the green mountain grass under Lucien's feet had long since turned an intense crimson red.
Due to the excessive blood loss, his face was as pale as a corpse, his shattered armor gleamed beautifully in the golden rays of the sun.
As he watched the sun illuminate the mountainside, Lucien laughed softly. At that moment, the memories of his past life on Earth came to him and appeared in his eyes.
Originally a Harvard graduate, who had furthered his studies in China on Earth, he arrived in this world by chance. He endured a hard life for some 400 years that passed before his eyes as in many of those novels.
So many memories stunned him for a moment, his mind tired, and the memories that were buried deep in his heart, now on the verge of death, revived with force, and shone in his eyes.
However, I failed at the last moment...
Lucien sighed quietly in his heart, but there were no regrets. He had predicted this a long time ago from the moment he chose this path.
He had been a devil, ruthless, cruel, murderous, destructive, psychopathic, etc. Becoming the world's enemy, so at some point, he had to face the consequences.
But I still have one last trump card.
Lucien couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"What the hell are you laughing at? You finally accepted your destiny."
"Everyone get ready, this old demon is going to make one last effort."
"Hahaha! He finally earned his destiny!"
The different warriors began to shout excitedly, trying to hide their fear of Lucien's last attack.
Lucien, his eyes red, looked at everyone calmly. His hand, previously empty, was now filled with a strange and fascinating insect: it was a multicolored dragonfly with crystalline wings.
This was no ordinary insect, it was the Singularity of Time: Four Seasons Dragonfly that he had managed to refine and accommodate, before being cornered.
The Four Seasons Dragonfly has the power to go back in time.
Lucien intended to go back in time!
But he didn't know how far back in time he would go. A minute? A year? Or maybe whole decades?
Besides, he wasn't sure if the Singularity would really work; right now it's at a crossroads. He was betting on the slightest possibility of success.
Without wasting any more time, Lucien, using his remaining power, activated the Singularity of Time, and the multicolored Dragonfly began to shine beautifully like jade.
One of them, a man of middle-aged appearance, realizing the gravity of the situation, turned his gaze towards the Singularity. His face was distorted in a gesture of horror. In a desperate voice, he shouted:
"Damn it! Stop him before he uses the Time Singularity!"
The woman with silver hair and the man with blond hair and a simple tunic were surprised, before attacking Lucien with all their might to destroy him completely.
The woman with silver hair raised her hands, invoking the Singularity of the Primal Moon, and a crimson ray emerged from her palms, degenerating everything around her.
A man with blond hair, with an innocent but determined look, activated the Singularity of the Sun, launching a wave of golden energy that seemed to purify everything it touched.
Lucien as he watched the attacks of the Singularity of the Sun and the Primal Moon. His face remained impassive, serene as the surface of a calm lake.
At that moment, a chaotic river emerged from nowhere, in a whirlwind of colors and possibilities that seemed to connect heaven and earth. Its waters, turbulent and eternal, stretched out like an infinite abyss, devouring Lucien's body.