Monarch Of Darkness, Arsene Chapter 187
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Sensing the heated gaze of Arsene, I could feel my heart pounding as my loins grew wet. Removing my arm filled with blood from Silvia, Arsene drew closer, ruthlessly pulling me into his arms as he held my bloodied hand.
His gaze never leaving mine while he gently licked my bloodied fingers. All I could do was shiver as his eyes glimmered with heavy intensity, "Sene..." I called out, wishing for him to take me. Every night I would call for you, yet you...
Placing his fingers upon my lips while his fangs dug into his lips, drawing blood. "Were we not on a deadline. Things would be different, but not with your life on the line. We need to prepare. Not just for the Court of Nox but for the Prince of Hells."
Tracing my lips against his, I tasted his sweet blood before smiling, "I hope you can hold on, Arsene. Because If I see you with some whore, I promise you.... hehe, well let's just say you will not like it. I'm going to be next, no if's, and's, or but's. I will be next."
"Whatever my queen desires," he whispered without care. His lips touching against mine. Tasting him one final time, I separated, turning my attention towards Silvia, whose injuries had vanished.
"Protect my husband, little slave. His life will forever be more important than yours." I whispered before vanishing completely.
Looking at the rainbow bridge, I sighed as Yggdrasil sounded deep within my mind, "LIltte Lili, leaving so soon? No matter, I shall await your return."
Raising my head high, I turned to the massive world tree beside the rainbow-colored bridge. It was hard for most people to even perceive, but the world tree has always been beside the Rainbow Bridge. One simply needed to have a certain level within the Dao of Space and Time.
"But, of course, I shall return within about a day or maybe two. I will not be gone for long. Take care!!!" I yelled as my body vanished.
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Opening my eyes to the screams of anguish within the City of Tulum blasted into my ears. I looked around at the rubble that was once Arsene's Mansion, frowning as I pushed my senses into the Dao of Space.
"Nora," I whispered as I watched the young succubus dripping with semen as she opened her mouth wide, biting down on... the men from the Holy Legion. With a feral shriek, the demon known as Nora wailed as the void quivered at her roar. I could sense her despair, her anger that was seething from the depths of her soul. She was a true demon now.
(A/N: Never said she died... That would be too easy.)
"men... can they ever not keep their dicks to themselves. I knew something like this could happen. It seems Drar'ethiul wanted this as well. Having a daemon wondering Heaven and Earth is a perfect solution, especially if one of them is related to me."
Releasing the seal father had placed, I flashed appearing in front of the Feral Nora in an instant, Tapping her forehead as she froze. Seconds began to pass as her soul began to glimmer with light. A look of recognition, love, and confusion could be felt as she opened her mouth, dripping with gore.
"Yu...Yur...Yura...wh...why....w...hel..ee.g..e...via..e.g.b.eaf.Rafa. Ef.AEF.sa" Listening to Nora fall deeper into insanity, my heart did not react much. It was like all the years we spent together meant nothing. In fact, looking back at it, did I truly feel anything? Am I so heartless?
Should I turn her into my slave? No, he would disapprove. Suddenly my eyes began to shine as I stared at the drooling animal. With my palm glimmering with Soulforce and abyssal qi, my smile began to widen as they shot into her heart.
Drawing my emblem upon her heart and soul core, I saw an abyssal light appear before vanishing as I removed my arm. Wiping the filth off my skin, my lips curled into a venomous serpent as her body began to shake.
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"This may be your only chance. I could see your soul's torment. I could practically feel your anguish, but this is not the end once your master gets a hold of you. Your life will only worsen, but I will give you one chance. Fulfill the mission I have given you, and I promise I will destroy your soul. Isn't that what you wish? A swift end for the lifetime of torment you are about to face.
"I can give you that, Nora. Not even your master can promise you that. Your torment has only just started, but once you break and break, my words will always resonate within your blackened soul. For fill your end and I shall go fulfill mine Nor...No, Nora is dead. Your new name shall be Deianira. Quite fitting, it means Man-eater." I whispered in a mocking tone studying the disgraced scum drooling with lust.
With cold eyes, I could see a hint of recognition, causing my smile to widen. With a slight blast from my palm, Deianira was pushed into the true world of Tensen Lumireis. She was a true demon from the Nines. It will not be long before her body adapts or a new consciousness takes its place. This type of poison was not meant for demons or devils of the Nine. Its effects will vanish within a few years.
Either way, the memories of the past will remain. The torment, the hate, all of it will remain. With a cold, vicious smile, I turned to the burning wreckage of Tulum before I turned to the various parts of the men that Deianira was devouring.
None of them were alive, but I could see they were fully drained due to her. It's a shame none of this would have happened if they knew how to hold it in. Rising up into the air, my smile slowly began to fade as I saw familiar people far outside the distance.
"The Blue Cross Mercenaries... Am I a monster for what I am about to do? They were so sweet. Even if it was a mission, none of them needed to be so kind." I muttered as my abyssal qi began burning such worthless thoughts.
Such words were unbecoming of me. I Lilith Snow doesn't need a reason nor permission to take what I wish. I was a being of the abyss. Whether they disagree or hate me, all of it is irrelevant, for only his and my will shall ever matter.
"That's right. We are above them. This is not arrogance, but rather a reality." Lili whispered like a demon upon my shoulder, "but they will be once they are ours should they survive the change. They will be something more once we are done."
With a chilling gleam, I saw Al and his little boy, Nal. No more than five kilometers outside Tulum, running around the forest. While Sol, the leader of the Blue Cross Mercenaries, watched with a warm smile.
However, blood quickly began to fall as I removed Al's and his son's hearts. Watching the light vanish before they could understand what happened. I could hear Sol bellow, but even he fell to my hands before he could understand what was happening.
With a mere second, everyone was dead. However, this was only the beginning. Drawing my blade from my waist, I slight my wrist as my face began to turn ashen. Watching blood pour over my arm, I eyed the dead.
"Your death. And your lives all belong to me. Father may own your souls, but your everything else will belong to me. Welcome to the abyss," I voiced as the massive sphere of abyssal energy wrapped around the entire forest.
"Welcome to Vaevictis"
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