Inhuman Warlock

Lucifer could teleport straight inside the ship, but he waited for Ron.

Accompanied by Ron, they crossed the bridge to land at the entrance of the ship. Ron placed his hand on the scanner. Even he wasn't certain if he still had access to the ship.

Following a metallic sound, he sighed in relief. The door had unlocked. He actually had access.

The door opened. Lucifer stepped inside the ship. It was something that used to belong to him. He had been here so many times, but now, it felt so unfamiliar.

The ship was grounded. There was no crew inside the ship, making it look so lifeless.

"We can take it for a flight without a crew, but it's still better to have a team to handle miscellaneous tasks.

Just the two of us won't be enough for a long journey," Ron reminded Lucifer while the two of them entered the Control Room.

Lucifer sat on the Captain's Seat. He had already considered all the problems that Ron was talking about. They certainly needed a crew to handle things. Without a crew, a captain was even more helpless than the crew without a captain.

"The crew will be here soon," Lucifer replied before he grabbed Ron's wrist and placed his palm on the main dashboard.

The dashboard further scanned the Palm Imprint. The entire main chamber lit up as soon as the imprint matched.

The Ship had finally started. Lucifer released the wrist of the young man, before he started going through the settings.

Although the Ship had removed his access, there was a method for him to temporarily regain it.

Oftentimes, the Captain was busy and didn't have time to handle the ship. So he could grant temporary control to someone else in the ship.

That Temporary Control could only last for a few weeks at most, before it had to be granted again, but that few weeks were enough for him.

As Lucifer had once been a captain and went through all the descriptions, he knew a lot of such secrets that many other members had ignored.

After finding the suitable setting, he gestured for Ron to take action. Ron's Authorization was required once again.

Ron placed his palm on the dashboard. On another side, Lucifer also placed his palm after taking his gloves off.

His palm imprint was scanned once more, and right before his eyes, it was added to the Ship as the Temporary Captain. From this point on, the Star Alliance couldn't remove access unless they managed to enter the ship personally.

With everything finished, Ron took off his hands. He also took a seat, still unclear where Lucifer was going to find the crew, and what plan he had to free his friends.

Without the crew, they could only fly the Ship for a short duration as constant adjustment of the system was needed that was often done by the crew. They were like sitting ducks here.

"When is the crew coming?" Ron asked Lucifer.

Lucifer played with some settings. Ron wasn't sure what he was doing.

Lucifer stood up, walking toward Ron. He walked behind Ron, placing his hand on the young man's shoulder. n-)In

"Don't mind what I'm about to do." A Black Lightning Sword appeared in Lucifer's hands.

He placed the sharp edge of the blade on Ron's throat, surprising him.

"Ah, what are you doing?" Ron was filled with confusion. However, just as he finished his question, he heard a beeping sound in the Control Room.

A mechanical voice resounded.

"Connection has been established. Call connected."

A hologram appeared in the center of the control room, revealing an old man. Ron recognized the old man. It was none other than his grandfather!

His grandfather was an important member of the Star Alliance. He was a part of the Star Alliance Core and a General.

Seeing his grandfather in the hologram and a sword on his throat, he realized what was happening. He finally had an idea about Lucifer's plan. He was slightly impressed as well. He kept his hands behind his back, as if his hands were tied.

He was just like a Prisoner of Lucifer.

His grandfather was sitting in the Star Alliance Headquarters when he received a call. He picked it up, only to be stunned as he saw Lucifer in the hologram!

Lucifer was in the Control Room of the Ship, but the more shocking thing was that his grandson had a sword against his throat. A single mistake and his grandson could lose his life.

"Lucifer! Do you realize what you're doing?" The old man asked. "Let my son go this instant!"

"I'll keep it short and concise. You have three hours. Find a way to free my friends from the cell. As soon as the fourth hour starts, you'll get the dead body of your son back," Lucifer didn't waste a single second as he issued his threat.

"You can try to attack this ship or send your forces, but before I'm caught, your son will be dead. So I'm sure you're wise enough to understand what to do!" he stated, before waving his left hand.

"Wait, you-" the General tried to speak, but before he could finish, Lucifer ended the call.

The old man tried to connect again, but no one picked up the call.

Lucifer took off the sword, walking back to the Captain's Seat. "Thank you for playing along. I know I'm putting your grandfather in a bad position, but this is the only option I have. He's the only one who can help me now."

"Don't worry. My Grandfather would easily free your friends. As for his position, it won't be affected much. The Star Alliance would just think that you blackmailed him. They won't remove my Grandfather from his position just because of that," Ron replied. Although he wasn't certain about politics, he knew one thing for sure.

The Star Alliance needed as much strength as they could get. They weren't going to do anything to his grandfather as that was no different than offending an entire world that was strong enough to trouble them.