Chapter 6 Newfound Power and Weapon Fight with Radio Overlord
2 Months Later
10/21/2024
Day Time
Stolas Study
Lobo stood before his lord, Stolas. Today, his attention was focused on a pressing matter that required Lobo's unique abilities.
"Lobo," Stolas addressed him with a serious tone, "I have a troubling situation that needs your immediate attention. A human client in England has abruptly stopped responding to our contracts, and I fear something sinister may be at play. I need you to check on them and find out what has happened."
Lobo nodded, acknowledging the gravity of the task before him. Stolas handed him a small cloth that emitted a faint human scent. "Use this to track their location," Stolas instructed. With a deep breath, Lobo inhaled the scent, and immediately, the information flooded his senses. He could feel the location calling to him, a beacon of distress amid the human world.
"I will find them and report back," Lobo assured Stolas with determination. With a nod of approval, Stolas watched as Lobo's form blurred and vanished into thin air.
As Lobo materialized on the outskirts of a serene English countryside, he quickly shifted into his human form to better navigate the human realm. His keen senses led him to follow the scent, which guided him through lush meadows and dense forests until he arrived at the entrance of a cavern.
The scent grew stronger, pulling him deeper into the darkness. Lobo's sharp eyes adjusted to the lack of light, and with a stroke of luck, he discovered an abandoned torch. However, it lacked fire, a minor obstacle for a creature like Lobo. He inhaled deeply and exhaled a small stream of fire, igniting the torch and illuminating his path.
With the light guiding him, Lobo ventured deeper into the cave, his heart pounding with anticipation. The scent led him through a maze of passages until he encountered a dead-end. Undeterred, he carefully inspected the walls, searching for any hidden passages. To his relief, he found a small, concealed opening on the wall. Pushing it revealed a secret staircase descending into the abyss.
Descending the staircase, Lobo found himself in a cavern adorned with an array of holy symbols. The air felt heavy with divine energy, and the wolf hellhound couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. However, his determination pushed him forward.
The scent led him further until he reached a grand underground auditorium, bathed in an eerie, ethereal light. In the center of the room lay a man on an altar, his chest gruesomely opened, and a bloody dagger lying nearby. Lobo sensed the powerful aura emanating from the dagger, confirming it to be a holy weapon.
Instinctively, Lobo tilted his head back, narrowly avoiding a bullet infused with potent holy energy. Realizing that he had walked into a well-planned trap, he knew he couldn't take this situation lightly. Suddenly, four figures dropped from the shadows, revealing themselves as stray Exorcists.
The stray Exorcists glared at Lobo with hostility, their eyes cold and determined. They confessed to killing the man on the altar, revealing that he had made deals with hellish creatures and needed to be dealt with. It was clear that they were prepared for an intruder, expecting someone to check on their handiwork.
Armed with holy weapons, the Exorcists lunged at Lobo with deadly intent. He knew that he was at a disadvantage, so he decided to focus on defensive maneuvers, evading their attacks with agility and quick reflexes.
In a moment of desperation, Lobo closed his eyes, trying to concentrate on his willpower to protect him. Suddenly, an indescribable energy surged through him, and a mysterious black spot appeared on his chest. As he opened his eyes, he saw that the Exorcist's weapon had shattered upon contact with his body.
Harnessing this newfound power, Lobo retaliated with swift and precise movements. He sent his fist through the chest of the nearest Exorcist, catching the others off guard. The remaining Exorcists panicked and attacked him, but their weapons were rendered useless by the living black coating on Lobo's body.
Seizing the opportunity, Lobo disarmed one of the fallen Exorcists and swiftly eliminated all four with their own weapons. He stood victorious amidst the fallen foes, a testament to his unparalleled strength and cunning.
As he prepared to leave the grim scene behind, Lobo felt an inexplicable pull, guiding him towards a concealed passage. Driven by curiosity, he followed the tug until he arrived at a chest. Inside, he found a ring. The ring had a knight wielding a sword surrounded by a shield, then he could hear voices and he looked around the room but no one was there.
As by some force Lobo put the ring on then all of a sudden his body was covered in purplish aura, then the aura began to constrict his body. Lobo could barely breath and he could feel his muscles on fire, then 14 phantom like figures could be seen emerging from the Ring each wielding a weapon and Lobo could hear each knight presenting themselves, Sword of the Wise, Axe of the Conqueror, Sword of the Wanderer, Blade of the Mystic, Star of the Rogue, Sword of the Tall, Mace of the Fierce, Bow of the Clever, Scepter of the Pious, Shield of the Just, Katana of the Warrior, Trident of the Oracle, Sword of the Father, Sword of the Chosen King.
The 14th figure moves toward Lobo as he approaches he takes a look at Lobo then removes his helmet. The young man's facial features have weathered and he has a beard. His jaw is more square-shaped, and his complexion is rough. He wears a more formal and sophisticated attire, befitting his regal standing: a black suit with gold jewelry accenting it, a black and gold pauldron on his left shoulder, a golden knee guard around his left knee, accompanied by a cape with intricate gold chains and black shoes. The outfit is similar to the one worn by the thirteen figure, but without stripes or neck ornaments, as it is tailored to him.
"My name is Noctis Lucis Caelum, I am the True King of Lucis Caelum and the final inheritor of the Ring of Lucii. It seems that you have found it after many years. For you to withstand the power is honorable but will you be able to live after this? Let's see if your willpower is strong enough to save your life." Noctis says as he puts his helmet back and joins the rulers of yore.
Each yores raised their weapons and pointed it at Lobo, the Sword of The Wise struck first, as the weapon hit Lobo, he could feel the weapon hitting his soul but he would not give up. One by One the yores weapon struck him each time Lobo could feel his conscience slip.
Noctis is the last one left staring down at Lobo as he watches struggling to stay alive as blood is running down mouth. "What will you do with power, will you use it for evil, to destroy everything in your path or use it for good, to help or protect those in need?" Noctis said
Lobo stares at Noctis and replies "I will use it to protect my friends and family to make sure I can help those I care about!" Said Lobo with conviction
Noctis nods his head satisfied with the answer that Lobo provided, it seems that Lobo is now worthy of wielding the Ring of Lucii. As Noctis raised his sword, he thrust it into Lobo, finally completing the ritual. Lobo could feel the energy inside of him as boosts up his power then a blinding bright made him close his eyes.
As the lights go down he opens his eyes and gasps in shock as all 14 weapons circling around him act like a barrier. Moving his hand he grabbed the Sword of the Chosen King and all the other weapons disappeared. As he gave the sword a light swing it felt natural then he dispelled the weapon.
Returning to the demonic realm, Lobo solemnly informed Stolas of the tragic fate of the human client and the deceitful Exorcists. Despite his disappointment, Stolas recognized Lobo's valor and skill in handling the situation.
Proudly, Lobo demonstrated his newly acquired ability; he held out his arm and it was coated in black pigment acting as some kind of armor, which he referred to as "armament haki." He showed Stolas the Ring of Lucii he had retrieved from the cavern and summoned the Royal arms. Stolas was shocked that Lobo was able to wield such a strong artifact.
With his newfound abilities and the Royal Arms in his possession, Lobo knew that he was now prepared to face whatever challenges awaited him in the tumultuous worlds of demons and humans. Yet, he couldn't shake the feeling that the mysteries and perils ahead were far from over. Little did he know that his journey had only just begun, and the fate of both the demonic and human realms would be forever intertwined in ways he could never have imagined.
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11/07/2024
Pride Ring
In the bustling Pride Ring of hell, Lobo, the silvery-white wolf hellhound, embarked on an errand run, starting in Cannibal Colony. As he explored the Colony, he searched for a place to hone his culinary skills and found a decent spot where he engaged in conversation with the locals and perused the intriguing menus. Certain dishes caught his eye, sparking inspiration for his culinary endeavors.
"Hmm some of these dishes seem delectable, maybe I should copy some of the recipes down and make some for the family to try out." Said Lobo as he writes down the recipes to try out later
Leaving Cannibal Colony, Lobo journeyed to Imp City, where he was tasked with delivering a package to one of Stolas's clients. Upon reaching a rundown building, he ensured everything was in order, but the client was not particularly friendly and dismissed Lobo abruptly.
"So you the dog boy that Stolas send out, well hurry up and give me my package and get the fuck out." Said the client as Lobo gave him the package. Then the client slammed the door in Lobo's face, he resisted the urge to beat the shit out of him but decided against it and left.
Next, Lobo decided to take a leisurely stroll through Pentagram City. During his walk, he encountered a 7-foot-tall, dapper sinner demon named Alastor. Alastor had an eccentric appearance with antlers and a microphone cane. The demon rudely shoved past Lobo, sparking tension between them.
"Hey asshole, watch where you are walking." Said Lobo as he was annoyed at the sinner for rudely shoving past him without an apology. Then the sinner turned around and faced Lobo with an amused smile and laughed.
"What an unruly fleabag, didn't your owners teach you some manners on how to act like an obedient little puppy, maybe I should take you to the pound to teach you a lesson." Said Alastor as his voice sounds like a radio host.
"This isn't the 1920s anymore, Alastor, maybe you should switch it up with newer technology, maybe you would get more audience without that old shitty tune you use." Said Lobo as this angered Alastor.
"I have no time to waste on mangy mutts who haven't gotten their rabies shot, don't want to contract whatever your flea riddled body has, later Mutt." Said Alastor as he walked away from Lobo as he tried to get the last word in.
Unfazed by Alastor's words, Lobo retorted "You call me a mutt but you are the one who is walking away like a little bitch." However, Alastor couldn't resist Lobo getting the last word and attacked Lobo with pyrokinesis. Lobo skillfully dodged the fireball and warned Alastor that he didn't want to fight. Despite his plea, the two engaged in a chaotic battle, causing widespread destruction.
Alastor's sharp, yellow-toothed grin widened as he taunted Lobo with a smooth voice that resonated from the sentient microphone on his cane. "Impressive, for a mere mutt," he sneered, his dark-red eyes glinting with amusement.
Lobo snarled in response, his silvery-white fur bristling with fury. Without a moment's hesitation, he lunged at Alastor, aiming to strike him with his razor-sharp claws. But the demon was quick to respond, manipulating shadows to form a barrier that deflected Lobo's attack.
Alastor retaliated with a burst of pyrokinesis, launching fireballs towards Lobo. The flames danced and flickered with malice, but the wolf hellhound leaped and weaved through the fiery assault, avoiding the scorching heat.
As the battle raged on, Alastor's powers of phytokinesis came into play. He summoned roots and vines from the ground, attempting to ensnare Lobo and restrict his movements. The wolf hellhound dodged and slashed at the encroaching vegetation, refusing to be entangled.
Lobo's relentless attacks forced Alastor to retreat, but the demon grinned once more, stepping into his full demonic form. His two small black antlers grew larger, and his forearms and lower legs faded to dark grey, enhancing his strength and agility.
With a sinister chuckle, Alastor unleashed his most potent ability - shadow manipulation. He summoned inky black tendrils that snaked towards Lobo, seeking to ensnare him and drain his strength. The wolf hellhound fought back, using his own innate powers to resist the darkness.
The battle escalated to a crescendo as they clashed with fierce determination. Lobo's jaws snapped, and his claws tore through the air, while Alastor wielded his cane, amplifying his powers with the sentient microphone.
Despite their impressive displays of strength, neither could gain a clear advantage. The fight had reached a stalemate. Each time Lobo seemed to gain the upper hand, Alastor countered with a cunning maneuver. And whenever Alastor appeared vulnerable, Lobo found himself blocked by a shadowy barrier.
They exchanged powerful blows, and the battlefield was littered with debris from their epic struggle. The ground trembled beneath their might, and the infernal fires raged as if reflecting the intensity of their clash, Lobo tapped into his armament haki, imbuing his claws with power. He managed to land a clawed strike on Alastor's face, infuriating the radio demon. Eventually, Alastor decided to call it quits and teleported away, leaving Lobo alone in the aftermath of their fight.
Unbeknownst to the combatants, their entire skirmish was captured on footage and sent to Katie Killjoy, a tall and slim demon with rose-red eyes.When she received the footage of Lobo, the silvery-white wolf hellhound, going toe to toe with an overlord like Alastor, she couldn't help but grin mischievously.
As the scene unfolded in Hell, Lobo's actions against Alastor, the 7-foot-tall sinner demon, were captured on footage by an unseen observer. Recognizing the potential of the footage to garner views and stir up chaos, Katie decided to air it on 666 air news. She knew that a battle between a hellhound and an overlord would undoubtedly attract attention from demons all over Hell and beyond.
Katie reported on the footage, describing the intense confrontation between Lobo and Alastor. The news spread like wildfire, and demons across Hell tuned in to watch the spectacle. The view count skyrocketed as demons were captivated by the rare sight of a powerful overlord being challenged by a formidable hellhound. The video went viral, garnering immense views and attention.
The footage showed Lobo, with his silvery-white fur and fierce determination, dodging Alastor's fiery attacks and shadow tendrils with impressive finesse. With Alastor having to use full demon form and Lobo's use of armament haki to enhance his claws was a sight to behold, and his fierce retaliation against the overlord left a lasting impact on the audience.
As the video played, reactions poured in from all corners of Hell. Some admired Lobo's bravery and skill, while others were intrigued by the audacity of challenging Alastor. Speculations and discussions filled the demon community, and rumors about the mysterious hellhound and his abilities began to spread.
Katie relished the chaos she had unleashed, basking in the attention and popularity the news segment brought her. She reveled in the controversy and drama, knowing that it would keep demons talking and tuning in to her show.
Lobo, on the other hand, was unaware of the broadcast and its aftermath. After the intense battle with Alastor, he found himself alone, standing amidst the ruins of the fallen building. He took a moment to catch his breath, his heart still racing from the adrenaline of the fight.
Little did Lobo know that his actions had thrust him into the spotlight, making him a topic of fascination and intrigue in Hell. The footage had not only earned him respect among some demons for standing up to an overlord but had also earned him enemies who might seek to challenge or exploit his strength.
As the news spread, Lobo's name became synonymous with courage and defiance. Demons from all walks of life began to recognize him on the streets of Hell. Some admired him, while others plotted to test their mettle against the formidable hellhound.
The journey through Hell had taken an unexpected turn for Lobo, but he remained focused on his errand run. He continued to traverse through the dark and treacherous cityscapes, now with a newfound sense of notoriety and the knowledge that every step he took could lead to unforeseen consequences.
In the depths of Hell, where power and ambition collided, Lobo had unwittingly become a symbol of defiance against the established order. His actions would have far-reaching consequences, shaping the course of his destiny and setting him on a path that would challenge his strength, character, and loyalty to his purpose in the underworld.
