Chapter 1011 1011: Changing World
The ship ascended into the air, its primary objective being to reach Earth ahead of the others. However, shortly after it started the flight, Lucifer heard the warning sounds.
Numerous warnings were transmitted to the ship's systems, urging it to halt. The Warnings came from the Grand Ships in the distance that seemed to be waiting in the distance.
A grand announcement was made, in which a mysterious voice could be heard by everyone inside the ship.
"Land the Ship and surrender! If you move further, we shall be forced to attack!"
Lucifer's ship stopped. Although he expected the Star Alliance Members to catch up, but he didn't expect them to be this fast, as if they were already waiting for him here. Their reaction time was much faster than he expected.
Surrender wasn't an option. No matter the cost, this ship had to leave this world. But at the same time, if he forced his way, then the ship was going to be destroyed and everyone inside except him killed.
He had a deal with Ron's Grandfather to stop the Star Alliance from chasing after him, but it was as if the Star Alliance had already expected that.
The Ships were only being commanded by One General and Multiple Captain Ranker officers.
As for the other Generals, they were on the ground, surrounding Ron's grandfather to prevent him from taking action.
"This..." Ron scratched the back of his head in frustration, wondering if this was the end of their escape.
"Send them a message that you'll kill me if they don't let you through," he suggested, thinking that the same plan might work.
"It will not work on them. They aren't your grandfather. If anything, they'll refuse to acknowledge it."
For them to hold back Ron's grandfather, it was certainly that they were planning to go to the extremes to stop them from escaping. Even if Ron's grandfather tried to stand in their way, they would've taken him out.
In their greed for power, they weren't shying away from weakening their organisation at all.
They believed that eliminating any potential threats, even if it meant sacrificing their own members, was necessary to maintain their control over the situation. Their lack of empathy and ruthless determination was both astounding and terrifying to those who witnessed it.
For a moment, there was only silence as everyone looked toward Lucifer to hear his decision. Even if Lucifer told them to rush through, they would've been willing. But strangely, Lucifer didn't say anything. He just glanced at the ships in the distance, his thoughts unclear for anyone to guess.
"You have ten seconds to surrender! After that, we shall attack!" The voice once again came.
Not only Lucifer, but the others could also feel that there was a strange power in the surrounding space, which was making the space unstable.
"They've sealed the space. You can't use Teleportation," Ron exclaimed, as he noticed that strange power. "They've come prepared to catch you... Or maybe they had always been prepared!"
While the mysterious voice continued the countdown, Lucifer's thoughts were still incomprehensible. He shortly glanced at the black gloves on his hands.
The enemy ships continued charging their cannons, ready to attack with full strength to make sure that not even ashes of the enemies were left behind.
After the count reached halfway through, Lucifer finally stood up. Ron also stood up, subconsciously.
"You'll take the command of the ship. Escape when you have the opportunity..."
Lucifer turned his back on the command centre, walking toward the exit. Along the way, he briefly glanced at his old teammates. Even now, he didn't say anything to them.
He placed his palm on the scanner as he approached the exit. With a beep, the back door of the ship smoothly slid open, allowing the wind to rush.
His long hair fluttered in the breeze as he stepped out onto the platform, feeling the familiar vibrations of the engine resonating through the ship's hull. Ron watched as Lucifer's figure faded into the distance, his heart heavy with a mixture of sadness and admiration.
He understood what Lucifer was trying to do. He was trying to hold back everyone, even if it meant risking his life.
With calm strides, Lucifer emerged from the confines, effortlessly treading upon the winds.
Lucifer moved away from the Ship, but he didn't run. Instead the direction he moved was closer to the enemy ships.
The people in the enemy ships were surprised to see Lucifer stepping out. This was different from the instructions that they had given him when they asked him to land the ship and surrender. However, their main goal was Lucifer. The prisoners were insignificant.
With Lucifer attracting their attention, they even forgot about the count. All the Cannons were turned towards Lucifer.
On the ground, Ron's grandfather watched Lucifer step out. He was still surrounded so he couldn't do anything, but it wasn't as if he was going to do anything in the first place.
Lucifer was out of the Ship, and there was no one inside the ship who could threaten his grandson. The ship had avoided complete destruction. That was exactly what he wanted. As for Lucifer, he couldn't help him, nor did he want to.
As the gates of the General's Ship opened, a person emerged, clutching a set of intricately crafted shackles capable of suppressing even the mightiest of powers. Their purpose was evident.
Their aim was to give Lucifer an impression that they were going to capture him alive, giving him a false impression that he had a chance to survive.
As for what happened after he was shackled, no one had second thoughts about it. He was going to be killed right here when he couldn't resist.
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While Lucifer was standing against the entire Star Alliance, another change was happening in the universe.
In the place where the Talia's Special Realm used to exist, things were changing. A spatial crack had slowly started forming where the destroyed statue used to be.