Lucifer's Trump Card

The blazing light faded, and every bolt of Noah Lightning, powerful enough to warp space-time, had struck Dark Lucifer. Yet he still stood there as if nothing had happened, looking seemingly identical to before.

No, perhaps something had changed.

Richard saw dark crimson energy transform into some kind of translucent substance, swirling faintly around Lucifer like a thin membrane.

Had he just radiated all the energy within his body outward as a shield, blocking Noah Lightning's impact?

No, it could not be that simple.

Richard had seen too many dark giants and had fought Dark Lucifer once before. He knew what Lucifer's dark power felt like. He could smell that stench from far away.

That feeling was absolutely different from this one, or at least not entirely the same. Whatever power Lucifer was using now, it was definitely not pure dark power. It had been mixed with something else, something possibly far more powerful than Lucifer himself.

Richard simply did not yet know what it was.

"Looks like you found a few trump cards of your own," he said.

Lucifer smiled.

"Of course. After all, we're in a special world." He shrugged. "Just like you. Didn't you absorb a great deal of this world's source energy to strengthen yourself?"

Richard knew he meant cosmic energy.

"That power of yours is indeed formidable, and it has strengthened your close connection to this universe. It lets you wield this world's laws more skillfully and gives you resources to draw upon." He smiled. "So, to add a few more chips to the table, I found myself something similar..."

As he spoke, he raised one hand. A pure, powerful energy that was almost too dazzling to look at rapidly gathered in his palm.

Richard could see that power wrapped in Lucifer's own darkness, like