Inhuman Warlock

"You can use Black Lightning too?"

This was the first time Lucifer had heard about someone else being able to use Black Lightning.

Ron raised his right hand. Black lightning flickered around his hands and gathered together to form a black crystal that floated in his hands.

"You should've tossed this at the Instructor. This is more powerful than the black bolt you used. That one was pretty basic."

"What is this?" Lucifer inquired, gazing at the black crystal. He could see that it was the compressed form of Lightning, but what of that?

"This is a bomb..." Ron casually stated. "Toss it, and someone and not even their bodies will be left behind. This only looks small, but oftentimes, what's small is also the strongest. Since you don't know about it, I'd assume you can't form it."

Lucifer raised his right hand and tried to conjure his lightning. He tried compressing all that energy into the core of the crystal just like Ron did, but the core on his hand started becoming unstable instead.

"I think you should stop. That looks really unstable. What I did was not as simple as compressing the lightning. If it was as simple, it shouldn't be a skill that takes so long to master," Ron explained as he patted the shoulder of Lucifer.

"It seems you do have the specialty of multiple Bloodlines, but that's the gist of it. You can only perform the basic skills of those bloodlines. That's why you couldn't defeat that Instructor in the wind. Your mastery on the elements isn't good," he further explained. "You're the jack of all but master of none."

"Still, just the sheer access to the abilities itself should be a pretty big advantage. It would be fun to compete with you in the tournament."

Unlike the other two, Ron seemed different. He wasn't arrogant with Lucifer. Instead, he was pretty calm and composed, as if he was really curious about him.

It was also because he wasn't really that eager to get the position of the Captain. Mander wanted to win the Captainship Trial, so he could further improve the reputation of his clan and make his grandfather feel proud. It was the same for Raayi.

Unlike them, Ron didn't care about the reputation of his clan. He knew that his clan was already pretty influential. They didn't need this victory to prove that they were special.

That was also why he wasn't that eager to come to this place in the first place. He didn't want to take a shortcut to rise through the ranks of the Star Alliance. He just wanted to do as he pleased.

The only reason he agreed to even come was because his grandfather told him that he could face some really powerful opponents, so this could be good for him.

He was already satisfied that he would get to compete with Mander, who was known as the Young Prince of Flames. Then there was also Raayi. No matter how arrogant she was, she was still an opponent worth competing with.

Ron was already very satisfied, but his excitement for competition just reached the next level with the presence of Lucifer. For some reason, he felt that his competition with Lucifer was going to be fiercer and more fun.

"You aren't like the other two seeds," Lucifer commented. He could see the fighting intent in the eyes of the young man, but there was no malice. He also didn't see any arrogance as he saw in the eyes of the other two.

"This competition will certainly be fun," the young man smiled. "I look forward to it."

Lucifer nodded. He was also looking forward to what this completion was about, but there was also another thing in his mind. These Seeds, they seem to have some really special tricks, for example, this bomb that Ron could create.

He certainly had a good grasp on his abilities, but as he expected, these abilities paled in comparison to their original counterparts. He was truly the jack of all trades.

'So my abilities are similar to the Bloodline abilities. But what about father? What about the others on Earth? Did they also receive individual abilities from other Bloodlines? But that doesn't make sense. Father can't have the Black Lightning Bloodline. He also doesn't have my Bloodline.'

He had assumed that everyone got the abilities because of the appearance of the Dungeons and that it was related to the Baltics, but some of these abilities didn't make sense if they came from the Baltics. Just as he had thought that he had solved the mysteries of the world, he realized that he hadn't. It was bigger than the Baltics.

He was sure that the Baltics were a part of the cause of mutation in humans, but they couldn't be the only cause.

'Wait... Wasn't I also found inside a Dungeon when they appeared on earth? The reverse reaction that was caused on earth which provided the people on earth their abilities... Could my presence have played a part in it? That would certainly explain the black lightning of my father...'

'But doesn't that create even more complications? It further complicates the time paradox.'

Tap~

Lucifer lost himself in his own thoughts to even forget his own surroundings. He was brought out of his daze by a tap on his shoulder.

"Did you even hear what I said?"

Ron's voice fell in Lucifer's ears.

"Huh? Did you say something? Sorry I was distracted."

"Of course I said something. I asked you if you wanted to bet with me?" Ron asked.

"What bet?"

" A bet which can be really helpful for you. A bet to see who can get more points in the tournament. Since I'm higher-ranked, it'll be harder for you to take first place from me, so I won't bet on that and make it unfair for you. It'll be simply about the points from this point on."

"And what if I get more points by the end?"

"Then I'll teach you the skill that I just showed you. That should be enough of a motivation. Even in my own world, only the Royal Family is allowed to learn this skill."

"And what if you win? What do you get out of this bet?"

"Simple. If I win, I want you to join my team. I want you to be part of my crew and become my Vice Captain," the young man declared. "Doesn't seem like a bad offer, right? If you win, you win the skill. If you lose, you still win the Vice-Captain position."