A trio was the first to approach, their katana's raised and about to be swiped against his chest. In anticipation of this, Lucifer raised his broadsword up to block it, and the loud clanking sound of metal rang through the room as everyone else kept watching them from their cover.

Occasionally, whenever the ones hiding would get a clearing, they would shoot at him, proving cover to their comrade's.

They were using the distraction tactics to their advantage, but Lucifer could see their attack's from a mile away.

The first slash from the guy on his right was a straight one, swinging down directly at his torso. The other two, the guy to his left, and the guy to his front took different approaches, they attempted to cut at his sides and tried to find a blind spot.

Unfortunately for them, his armour was too tough.

The three men were pushed, however they didn't give up on their attempt and tried to rush him again. Their movements were amateurish. It was like trying to hit a moving target with a bow and arrow from a distance. The guy on his right was blocked easily, the two guys on the left and in front, were slower and weaker.

But the guy on the left seemed to be a little more competent. Instead of a straight forward slash like the guy on the right, his slash attempted to slide to the side, trying to strike where the chest would be.

Lucifer narrowed his eyes, focusing on the blades swinging.

He managed to block the slash and ducked, allowing the guy on his left to slash at the other one. The two fell back before regrouping, but they weren't given much time to recover. Lucifer lunged at them, he was faster and they were surprised by his quick reaction.

He struck at the guy on the left, who was slightly faster at dodging than the other two, and sliced his head off. Before the other one could react, he took a step forward and twisted his hips, his broadsword making contact with the other man and clearly slicing off his arm.

The arm fell to the floor, leaving blood to splatter everywhere. His expression was dark with blood, the man who lost the arm staggered back, clutching at the wounded area but his hand slipped off.

He let out a loud cry of utter agony.

"AHHHHHH!!"

He fell backwards and onto a stray mattress which lined the floor, it would've been comical if he wasn't in the process of screaming in pain.

As if their bad luck wasn't enough, the shooting suddenly stopped. People looked at their guns, wondering what happened and then it hit them — they were out of ammo.

Their faces went white as a ghost and the room went silent.

Breaking that silence, one of them cursed and threw his gun away, while others began to frantically search for more.

"Wha— What the.."

"WE'RE OUT OF BULLETS!"

"NO!"

Samson's expression darkened.

Hearing the man scream and seeing everyone panic, a vein popped on Samson's forehead. He grit his teeth so much they would be ground into pebbles. His vein was pulsing, this time he had become completely furious.

"Are you serious!? You guys are out of bullets!? JUST PICK UP YOUR MEELE WEAPONS AND CHARGE AT HIM"

Then, Samson looked to his right where a group of four people were desperately trying to hack into Lucifer's Neurochip, he spoke in a bit of a low tone as they were or should be hidden from Lucifer's direct line of sight.

"What's taking you all so long?"

"Our.. network is jammed, they've already hacked into our system's and one of theirs installed a virus in our system, we can't do anything until we destroy that!"

"How long is it going to take, goddamnit!"

"I—I don't know! At least fifteen minutes!"

Hearing that, Samson's face twisted angrily.

Fifteen minutes was too much, they had already lost atleast ten minutes in less than two or three minutes. If Samson used these people as meat-shields, he could probably hold out for longer than fifteen minutes but the additional time required to hack into this man's neurochip would be far too much.

"This is not supposed to happen.."

Samson muttered under his breath. He could see the chaos spreading around him, his hands were trembling with anger that he could explode at any moment. He let out a loud shout.

"STOP STANDING AROUND AND MOVE. YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE MERCENARIES NOT COWARDS!"

Hearing him shouting, the others froze in shock before they began to move. They picked up whatever weapon they could use besides the gun and slowly but surely, they got up from their position and dashed forward towards one single man.

Seeing the whole unit charge towards him, a sneer tugged at Lucifer's mouth and he stood there, waiting for the men to come to him. When they all reached him, he began his onslaught.

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"What the hell am I doing..In this dumb place..."

Lucifer was ,getting tired of this, seeing other's of his former species fall to his hands without mercy.

It wasn't a physical strain more than it was a mental, no matter if he was a demon now, it seemed that some aspects of his personality retained their humanly bits.

Just as his blade cut a man down, another took his place and so the process repeated itself. But despite their large in number, they could do nothing to stop him. Instead, it resembled as if Lucifer was swinging a blade through grass. Not one slash went wrong or off-kilter.

"Even through I killed them..I can feel nothing apart from the beating of my own heart.."

After they had successfully entered the second floor, Saul, Nomi and Taguchi made their way up a set of stairs, these one's were smaller and didn't go to another floor, more like to a set of private rooms.

Just like the first floor, the corridor of those rooms were empty although the atmosphere here was more depressing.

"There's no one here."

"Hmm..It seems strange."

Saul looked around, and then spoke.

"Maybe Sato-san got here before us."

"Still, we have to search through the rooms just in case."

Taguchi said.

"Yeah, we can't be complacent."

Saul added in.

Following that, they finally got off the stairs and onto a compartment of sorts, it was painted white, there were three walls covering the area and it seemed separated from the rest of the factory, the paint also looked brand new.

There were two rooms here, one of either side.

On the left was a room which said, "Control room." And on the other it said nothing. However, for the room on the right, the door was open and slightly ajar.

Saul looked up at the door.

"Lets check here first."

He said, pointing at the room on the right.

The two people followed him as Saul went over and opened the door fully. Looking inside, his face almost dropped in horror.

Taguchi and Nomi leaned into the doorway, having heard a noise. Both of their faces showed the same reaction as Saul's, after seeing what was inside, both of them took a step back.

The room was spacious, with one thing or rather thing's taking up most of the room. There were white scattered beds everywhere, or rather they used to be white. Now, they were crimson.

There were no other chairs or tables, it was bare of any furniture apart from the beds — a lot of beds. The curtains covering the broken windows in the back had been pulled down, the window was slightly open and the dripping curtains flapped with the force of the wind that blew inside.

It looked as if a scene from hell had been recreated in the room.

There were limbs scattered around, along with some decapitated and halved heads. The walls were splattered with blood and the scent of iron filled the room. The floor was sloshy with the amount of liquid in it. It made a splashing sound with each step, as if someone was walking on mud.

Even though the room was spacious, they were literally stepping or perhaps, more like 'walking' on bodies.

Taguchi gulped.

"What the hell happened here.."

"There's almost a hundred corpses. Who could've done it..."

But then, they got their answer as to who was responsible for this.

A few feet away from them, leaning against a wall, with his arms resting on his hips, his red cape flowing freely due to the wind, was the masked hero — Sato (Lucifer).

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he glanced at the door, where the trio had entered. Then he straightened, moving away from the wall he was leaning against.

"Saul."

He called out in a deep voice, his eyes staring directly at Saul.

"What happened here? This is..."

Saul couldn't finish his question, as if he was having a difficult time accepting the situation.

"Oh this, these people are mercenaries from the real blood wolf's..the clan you want revenge against, I have their leader in the back. This is my gift to you."

When Lucifer finished his statement, his head jerked towards the other end of the room. There, tied to a chair with a cloth gagging his mouth, was Samson Adriano, Vice Commander of the Mercenary Branch of the Blood Wolf Clan.

Saul immediately recognized him, his lips curled up and his jaw clenched.

He didn't really know how to react, seeing one of the men he wanted to kill desperately, a part of the real blood wolf's. The people whom he was dedicated to eradicate off the face of earth filled him with happiness, to see his tear-stricken face, his body shaking from fear of what will happen to him next.

It was a sight which gave him utter satisfaction.

Right now, Saul desperately wanted to go over there and kick Samson in his face till all his teeth fell out. However, he need to thank someone first.

Saul glanced at Lucifer and spoke.

"I..Well, thank you for this."

He tried to sound as calm as possible.

He was utterly grateful to Lucifer for doing this, even though Lucifer hadn't known Saul for a full week, they had already fought together, and Lucifer had saved the life's of Saul's teammates so many times.

The only word which could be used to describe a man like this who goes out of his way to care for people he barely knows, a man who is so humble even after possessing such strength was a hero.

But this situation wasn't time to get all emotional. Saul swallowed and composed himself.

"How are you?"

This was a valid question, Sato-san had fought off nearly a hundred men all by himself. Fighting mutated creatures in the forest who possessed a level of intelligence equal to a toddler was understandable but fighting a hundred mercenaries all by himself, whom all seemed to posses guns and melee weapons due to the sheer amount of them on the floor was something else entirely.

"You're concerned about me, you don't have to worry."

His expression was not visible from behind the mask, but it was clear that he was fine from the sound of his voice.

Apart from the blood which had been splattered against his armour, there were no cuts or slashes which indicated any damages to his body.

"Yeah, yeah I know but.."

Saul tried to find the proper words while his eyes still couldn't move away from the corpses.

"This.. I can imagine how much effort it took you to do this..I mean, just look around."

"It wasn't that much difficult."

Lucifer made it look like no big deal, but for the people who knew him, knew the strength this man possessed and the amount of effort it took to overpower a hundred men, there was no way he could just shrug it off.

Saul opened his mouth to protest, however, he decided to keep quiet as there was no point in trying to fight with someone like him.

"Where's Ox-san, by the way?"

Nomi suddenly said.

"Oh, him? He's in the control room, he should be done by now."

"Is that so."

Saul took that as an answer and stopped talking.

A while later, the sound of door opening from the room beside them echoed, and shortly after that the sound of steps echoed as well, but they were lighter — indicating that Ox-san was coming.

Hearing that, Saul gave him a small nod and spoke.

"I see, have a safe journey."

He didn't add anything as it wasn't necessary.

Oxy left the room, while the others stayed behind.

"So, the control room is clear, this is also clear. Since you both are here I will assume that the first and second floor are cleared too. So now, only the third remains."

"That's right."

Taguchi replied as an answer. However, his attention was still stuck on the corpses on the ground.

Saul nodded

"That's what I was thinking as well."

"So, shall we head to the next floor?"

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