The Mark

Chapter 40

Chapter 40

Being trapped in the cage was reminding him of the Facility, and he was finding it suffocating. He didn’t care anymore. All he wanted was to get out of that cage, even if he had to put his life on the line.

As determination filled his heart, one of his eyes began to change color gradually.

The eye, which had slowly started turning violet minutely, did it at a faster pace.

...

Lucifer’s right eye slowly changed color. It became slightly more violet, but it was still being overwhelmed by the original blue color of his eye. Most others wouldn’t even notice the slight change in his eyes from a distance.

Lucifer could also feel a current coursing through his body as if his blood was filled with electricity. He didn’t realize what was happening.

His breathing was rapid as the memories of his t*****e in his last moment flashed through his head along with all the previous memories.

He felt like he had never felt before. Was it fear he was feeling? Or was it hate? Or was it the tendency to go on a rampage and destroy everything that stood in his path? He didn’t care what it was. All he knew was that he couldn’t stay inside for even a second.

He caught the bars again without waiting for even a second. His muscles bulged again as his veins became visible through his skin. Even the veins in his neck were visible.

As Lucifer was putting all his effort into breaking through, no one else could see him. Even Caen wasn’t focused on Lucifer at the moment as he was immersed in the call with Vega at the moment.

He had no idea what was happening right under his nose. Everyone had thought that it was impossible for Lucifer to break through with his strength, but it was clear that they had underestimated him a lot, thinking that he was a naive kid who couldn’t do anything.

They had forgotten that he was a Warlock who was capable of something that no one could even comprehend.

The cage’s bars were made with one of the strongest materials known to people at the moment. It was further coated with anti-decaying material made with the research based on Lucifer’s own mother.

...

Lucifer’s mother, Clarisse, was known to be the strongest Sorcerer in the world. Even though she was a hero who fought for the righteous side, it wasn’t a lie that her decaying power was scary.

People knew that if she could awaken this power, there was a chance that someone else could as well. If the one who awoke this power after her was a good person like her, it was all good, but if the person was evil, they needed something to stop them.

They couldn’t let that person roam freely. Clarisse understood this concern as well, and she also shared it. She also didn’t want this power to be used by bad people since she knew how scary this power could be.

That’s why she contributed to the research and helped them create something that could resist decaying.

The only unfortunate thing was that this liquid could only be used on non-living items. Humans couldn’t rub this on their skin to protect themselves.

This liquid acted like acid if it was applied to human skin. That’s why it was only used on metals and other items. Also, it was too rare since it was way too expensive even to make a little amount of this liquid.

Even though Lucifer’s decaying powers were not working on the metallic bar, his other powers came to the rescue.

The mysterious black lightning gloves once again appeared around his hands that clashed against the coating of the bar. The coating and even the bars started melting since the heat that was created between the clash of the coating and lightning was too much for it to handle.

- : Facing Caen

- : Facing Caen

- : Facing Caen

As the bars started melting, the hot liquid metal dripped down, burning his hand. The blazing hot metal that burnt his hand was painful.

However, Lucifer was more immersed in trying to get out of the prison at any cost that he was willing to sacrifice his hands, trusting his healing to help him later.

If it were any other person, they would have already lost consciousness from the pain of molten metal around their palm; however, Lucifer didn’t lose his consciousness. He hadn’t even when he was tortured in the Facility.

The pain he went through now was nothing at all compared to before that was the limit humanly possible. If he was able to stay up until he died last time, staying conscious now was a child’s play for him.

...

As the bars started heating up, they became more prone to bending as well. The bars started bending slowly as their strength decreased with each passing second.

Slowly, the distance between the two bars started increasing as Lucifer pulled them apart to make space for him to live.

After what seemed like a short period of time, the space between two consecutive bars became wide enough for him to pass through and escape.

He took his hands off the bar after the space was wide enough for him to leave and freed the bars.

He looked at his palm, which barely had any flesh. Only his bare bones were visible, which made his hands look gruesome and scary.

....

The bars were two inches thick previously. However, at the moment, only a few millimeters wide bar was left in the place he had been holding since the rest of the bar at that spot had melted.

It would have disappeared entirely if he had kept his hand there for a few seconds longer.

...

Being done with the cage, he decided it was time to leave as he took a step forward while turning his body to the side.

The black lightning glove also vanished from his hand as he passed through the gap.

As he left the cage, he caught the bars and started climbing up the cage from outside.

In a few short seconds, he was standing on top of the cage, gazing at the helicopter that was carrying it.

The rain had stopped, but the sky wasn’t clear yet. The wind was still chilly that could clearly be felt as it brushed against his bare chest.

His face looked as determined as it could while his long silver hair waved with the flow of wind. His face did look a lot pale now, though, which seemed a bit strange.

...

Lucifer looked upwards at the helicopter that was carrying the cage. He could escape now with the help of his Wind Control.

He would have been safe even if he had jumped; however, he decided against it.

Even though he had learned that being impulsive was bad, he didn’t realize that he was still letting his impulse control him.

He wanted to kill the ones that made him suffer and entrapped him. More importantly, he wanted to be taken to the Facility so he could destroy everything.

He needed the location of the facility, and only these people could tell him. If he jumped now, finding it later was going to be tough.

He looked at the wire rope that was tied to the cage and the helicopter. Wondering if the rope could also resist his decay, he grabbed it and started climbing up.

As Lucifer held the wire rope that was attached to the cage and the helicopter, he realized that he was wrong.

The wire rope felt cold to the touch, but as soon as he touched it, the rope started decaying rather than staying in its original condition.

The anti-decaying liquid that was used in making the cage wasn’t used in the wire rope; thus, it wasn’t impervious to the decaying powers of Lucifer.

Lucifer was sure that if he delayed for any longer, the wire rope would break, and the cage would fall, which might alert the enemies. Rather than holding onto one spot constantly or climbing slowly, he started climbing upwards at a faster pace before the entire rope could decay.

The places he held the rope decayed, but before they could get too damaged since he was fast.

Within seconds, he had reached the top.

The wire rope was joined to the hook, which was at the bottom. He held the rope with one hand as he gazed towards the landing skids of the helicopter.

He made both his feet grab the rope as he jumped to push himself towards the helicopter’s left landing skid.

With the help of his power of wind, he was able to reach the Landing Skid effortlessly.

As Lucifer caught the landing skid, Caen felt something. He felt the helicopter shake which was accompanied by a subtle sound.

"Alright, Vega. I will have to call you later," Caen said to Vega before he disconnected the call.

He looked towards the screen in the helicopter dashboard, which was showing the footage of the cage.

"What the heck? Where did he go?" he exclaimed in surprise.

He could see the bent bars on the screen that were a little melted as well.

"Fascinating," he muttered as he smiled.

He had a general idea of where Lucifer might be at the moment since his senses were somewhat good. He had heard some noise, so he was sure that Lucifer was still near. So he wasn’t disappointed. Instead, he was surprised to see that Lucifer was able to escape even from this.

He gazed towards the door of the helicopter that he had left open previously.

A smile appeared on his face as he saw a young boy standing there. The boy had beautiful silver hair that was wet and sticking close to his body. His long hair came down to his waist.

His face was still emotionless as he gazed at Caen. His blue eyes were staring at Caen, looking at him as an enemy.

- : Prove It

- : Prove It

- : Prove It

Lucifer had also seen the two dead bodies that were lying in the back of the helicopter.

"So we finally meet face to face, young Lucifer," Caen said softly, glancing at Lucifer. "Now, I do know you are thinking about attacking me, but please listen to me first. I am not your enemy."

He pointed at the dead bodies that were lying on the floor. "Those were your enemies, and I killed them."

" I’m with the people opposing them. I broke inside and killed the guys to help you escape. If you just wait for five minutes, I can prove it. You can see the proof with your own eyes as well. All the enemies who fought you are going to be killed."