Inhuman Warlock

He was starting to have many negative thoughts at the moment.

"I don't know. At the moment, even I don't have any idea. All I can say is that these people are going to regret it if something happens to him," Salazar responded, sitting on his seat with folded arms.

"How? The two of us aren't enough for that?" Caen asked.

"Ah, sir. Are you forgetting that you have the entire Warlock Council behind you?" Heath reminded Caen, still unaware that these people weren't from the Warlock Council. "You just have to give an order, and the Warlock Council force will be here to get revenge!"

"He's right," Salazar agreed. "We have our own force behind us. Even though Kellian and the others don't like me, that would certainly come here when they realize that Lucifer is missing. This whole place will become a Warzone."

"Let's just hope it doesn't come to that," Caen muttered, looking upwards.

...

A private flight landed in the Dark Continent, which had a name boldly imprinted on the outer shell of the jet.

The name was "Warlock Council."

The Warlock Council jet landed on the Dark continent.

Inside the plane, there seemed to be no one who was in a hurry.

A young man calmly walked to a person who was sitting in the front. "Sir Andreas, we're there."

"I know. You guys go out and wait for me. I'll be right outside," the blonde-haired man replied.

One peculiar thing about the blonde man who was addressed as sir was his beautiful wings. There were four wings on his back, two on the left and two on the right.

He was Andreas De Ville, one of the Warlock Council leaders who was incharge of retrieving the stone from Milena.

He was also the person who had come here before, only to fail in diplomacy. This time, however, he decided to try a different approach.

Unlike before, he didn't come with only two Warlocks. Instead, he was with over a Hundred high-ranking Warlocks from the Warlock Council.

Two more Warlock Council planes landed in the same airport, which was carrying the rest of the Warlocks.

Andreas opened his laptop and connected it to the Warlock Council secure server to contact the Headquarters.

Blink~

A screen opened on the laptop, giving visuals of another person. It was showing an old man, who was also a leader of the Warlock Council. Moreover, he was one of the oldest Warlock Council leaders.

"Ah, Andreas. Did you reach the Continent of Darkness?" the old man asked.

"That's right. We just landed here. Now we'll wait for refueling here before advancing to the Divine Empire. This shall be our first assault and the beginning of the War on the Infected!"

"I wish you great luck in this endeavor. But you must remain careful. And make sure that your men can't be used against you," The old man reminded Andreas.

"Don't worry. I took precautions related to that. All my men are wearing explosive collars. As soon as they die, the collar would blow up, taking their entire head. No one can turn them. I can't let my men be used against me!"

"That's good. You stay careful too. This mission is more important. And its success is of grave importance. You must take out Milena and all the others infected," the old man let out gravely.

"That's what I'm here for. I'm here to take out that arrogant Milena. We talked kindly for so long. Now it's time to use our might and show her how stupid that girl was."

"I know, it'll be a hard battle, and quite a lot of our men die, but it'll be a battle which shall be remembered by generations as an example as to why no one should offend the Warlock Council." Andreas declared proudly.

"May the goddess of Victory be with you. I'll wait for the good news."

"Don't worry, old man. I won't disappoint you. Anyway, what's the situation with Elisium? I heard that's also creating trouble?" Andreas asked, seemingly curious.

"Well, in a way. But that's also being taken care of. I've sent two teams to bring Elisium to dust too."

"Hahaha, that's good. After this, we would have Elisium stone and Divine Empire stone as well. We would have a total of three. Only four more to go then." Andreas burst into laughter. "Anyway, I shall get going. My men are waiting for me."

The old man nodded as the screen turned black.

Andreas stood up after closing the laptop and stretched his arms, yawning.

As he stood up, a beautiful black collar was revealed around his neck as well. It was also an explosive collar. He also didn't want to turn into a Noble and be used against his people in a war, so just like his men, he also wore the same collar to make sure he couldn't be forced to be a Noble.

Andreas stepped out of the plane to be greeted by a light shower falling from the sky.

"Sir!" A man stepped forward and opened an umbrella to protect Andreas from the rain. The man was also wearing the same collar

"It's just a little rain, John. You don't need to protect me from it. Save yourself." Andreas smiled, shaking his head. He stepped out of the shade of umbrella to greet the rain.

There were around three hundred men standing before him, all of whom were mighty Warlocks of the Warlock Council that had managed to pass through its rigorous testing to reach their current position.

All three hundred of them knew the plan, and they were prepared to even give their lives for the cause. There was no need to discuss anything at all

"All of you, wait here. I'll go to meet Heath and be right back." Andreas informed his men as his wings started flapping.

His body started floating in the air soon; he left the airport.

The people of the city noticed a man with wings flying, amazed.

In the left shower and the dim light of the sun, some mistook Andreas to be a real angel.

Ignoring all the shocking reactions, Andreas landed before the Warlock Council branch. He pushed the door open and stepped inside.

"Heath! Come out! Where are you now? You didn't even reply to the messages that we sent yesterday! Come out right now!"

Andreas continued searching the entire branch in an effort to find Heath, but he wasn't able to. Strangely enough, the man wasn't here.

"Is he again in the garage?" Frowning, Andreas walked towards the garage.