Michael smiled, assuming a fighting posture. "Now I can fight one-on-one with a god. Remember, I'm not going to back down," he declared.
Lucifer scoffed in response, saying, "All you'll get is defeat."
Undeterred, Michael activated his super-sonic speed and leaped towards Lucifer, creating an explosion on the ground due to the force of his speed. As time seemed to slow down for Michael, he noticed that everyone, including Lucifer, was still staring at the ground, unaware of his presence.
Taking advantage of the frozen moment, Michael's sword ignited with flames. He swung his sword to slash Lucifer, but to his surprise, he realized that he had only struck thin air. Confused, Michael questioned himself, wondering if he wasn't fast enough. After all, Lucifer shouldn't have been able to dodge his super-sonic attack speed.
As he coughed out a mouthful of his silver blood, Michael felt something cold beneath his stomach. He touched his stomach and discovered that he was bleeding. Stunned, he realized that Lucifer had not only evaded his speed, but also managed to counterattack. Michael couldn't comprehend how Lucifer could be so fast.
Mocking him, Lucifer remarked, "Michael, you should work on your speed. You're very slow. I could have killed you."
The demons whispered among themselves in disbelief. Michael had moved too quickly for them not to see, but Lucifer had somehow managed to evade and strike back. Frustrated, Michael, his voice filled with anger, vowed, "I'm going to show you my true power and make you bow down before me, you bastard, just as you always do."
The wound beneath Michael's stomach regenerated and he attacked Lucifer with even greater speed. The flames on his sword blazed as he moved towards Lucifer, but Lucifer predicted all of Michael's moves. Taunting him, Lucifer yelled, "You're too slow. You can't even scratch me and you call yourself an archangel?" The demons laughed at Michael's embarrassment. How dare they mock him? He was the second in command. They would pay dearly.
Michael transformed his sword into a flame whip of judgment, a long, ten-striped whip blazing with flames, all connected to one handle that Michael controlled. The weapon allowed him to attack his opponent from a long range, not just up close. Michael didn't even need to attack Lucifer, he just needed to run away from the whip until he died.
Michael swung the whip into action, but Lucifer dodged all the stripes to avoid contact. The power of the Flame Whip of Judgment caused a mighty wind, destroying trees and the environment. The demons watching the battle were amazed. So this was the true power of an archangel.
Lucifer couldn't take it any longer. One stripe from the whip touched him, causing an injury. Michael took advantage of Lucifer's vulnerability and tied all of the stripes of the whip around him. With a swing of the whip, Michael could cut Lucifer's body into pieces. "Well done, Michael. You managed to tie me up, but it took too much time and most of your energy. You are still too weak to kill me," Lucifer shouted in a huge voice.
Michael responded, "Cut the bullshit! Now it's time to die!" The demons couldn't believe their king had been defeated. Who would lead them now? Would they have to go back hiding in the shadows? Michael swung the whip again, intending to cut Lucifer into pieces. But to Michael's surprise, the whip passed through Lucifer's body without cutting him, no bleeding. It was like cutting through water. "As I said, you are weak," Lucifer mocked him. "Who the hell are you? How did you do that? This is impossible!" Michael demanded.
"I am the son of Edelosis, the lost prince of the great demons, Lucifer Adelenanor, the 90th. And I'm here to reclaim what is mine," Lucifer boasted. All the demons and their subjects praised and shouted, "Long live Lucifer!"
Michael couldn't believe it. Edelosis was the king of the demons who led the first war with the gods. His motive was to make the gods and demons one so they could stay in heaven peacefully. But the gods refused the offer and attacked them, banishing them to hell because they were afraid that they would be superior to them. Ten years later, the demons broke the hell gates, and the war of Amegadon began. The demons wanted to take over heaven since the gods didn't accept their offer. It was a bloody war between the gods and the demons. Michael was the 10th in command general at that time. The sounds of voices and screams kept haunting him. Did he fight for the good or the bad? What was happening to the world?
Lucifer snapped Michael out of his thoughts, saying, "So, what are you going to do now? I am very kind, so I'll spare your life if you bow down before me and my people. Or we can do it the easy way and I can end your life." All the demons started laughing, mocking Michael's weakness and disgrace as an archangel.
But Michael wasn't having any of it. He gathered his inner strength and used his final ultimate move called PyroPride Annihilation. He formed a majestic lion's head in his palms and, with a determined release, the lion, ablaze with fiery energy, charged at Lucifer. To everyone's surprise, Lucifer used his hands to block Michael's move, but he couldn't hold it any longer. The lion was still roaring. Lucifer concentrated, summoning his power, the "Hell Eternal Flame," with dark energy from infernal realms. With a strong command, it shaped this ominous energy into an unending, burning fire. Lucifer released it, and it burnt and destroyed Michael's ultimate move PyroPride Annihilation. It rushed towards Michael like a relentless wave of malevolent fire.
The Hell Eternal Flame engulfed Michael, and his screams filled the air. Desperately, he tried to escape the burning pain, clawing at his own skin. The flames persisted, intensifying with every agonizing cry. Michael's body decayed, turning black and cracking, and the smell of burning decay filled the air. Finally, he collapsed into a pile of smoldering ashes. The battlefield was silent, bearing witness to the devastating power of the underworld unleashed. The Hell Eternal Flame showed no mercy, seemingly defying time itself. Its aftermath was haunting, a clear sign that Lucifer's control over the eternal flames of the underworld was absolute.