Chapter 39: Ch. 39 The Arcoins go to War! (Part 1,R18)
Meanwhile, Dyleasise, the kingdom of Draycus Arcoin stood towering over his land, his people ready for war.
And shocked to the core all the demons looked in pure amazement as a naked demoness walked toward the castle with a man chained to her that she dragged. A man, they all recognized as a demon, yes, but he as well was naked as well! His body filled with stones that layed in his own flesh that was scraped from the journey from Haddum, his kingdom that had been taken from him!
Entering the grand courtroom of Draycus Arcoin, his own lover bowed before the man who he truly hated! Yes, he hated the king of the lowest hell because Draycus Arcoin although he ruled over the lowest hell, and he the second, he was said to be weaker than him!
Draycus Arcoin laughed at the man who shot him a death stare. Of course he noticed a faint aura of a...king? What in the devil's name was this? Inspecting the women who stood before him, he noticed a symbol on her arm, the mark of...The house of Amagon?
Questions appeared in his head as he inspected the man who was unsightly, a demon who upon closer inspection was...Amagon? The guard of Queen Haylyke who had become a king, was laying in front of him, naked?
"King...of the... Fourth and....Lowest hell...Draycus Arcoin!...." The man began laughing wildly as he then coughed, spitting blood and then continued. " I, king Amagon...have a message from Rathlore!...An old....matter, yes....concerning....James Arcoin. " Amagon spoke as Draycus looked at him in amazement!
Amagon smiled as he looked towards the ground. "My death...is so....close, but yours....far away!... You are....to meet him... in my place,...my House." He said as he then fell to the floor, dead.
Surprise filled Draycus as his eyes widened! His own grandson, who had taken the world in a couple years was...alive? He then smiled happily as he then beheaded the woman that was chained to the man, and left the room to call Yeshira to leave for the second kingdom.
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Six days later, Draycus Arcoin and Yeshira stepped out of three carriages that they had traveled to Haddum, along with Yeshira's children, greeted by Haylyke who bowed to them as marks showed from her lovemaking with Rathlore.
Yeshira smiled at the sight of Haddum's queen that bowed to them. This was respect in it purest form, as to humankind this would be licking the foot of a king! Walking side by side, Yeshira and Haylyke went towards the throne room where Rathlore sat in his throne, overlooking his newly formed army, women that he gifted cultivations to.
"Welcome, grandfather!" Rathlore smiled as Haylyke walked and stood beside him on his right while Yeshira walked slowly towards him, her body attracting his gaze. His eyes flickered as he watched her walk towards him as he inwardly salivated, her breasts bouncing on each step she took.
Standing before him, she slapped his face with her hand as all other's eyes widened! Including Rathlore who smiled cheekily as he pulled her into his lap, landing a kiss on her neck. Angering her further, Yeshira slammed her fist on his leg but before she could, he caught it and tangled their fingers together.
"My love, what is it?" Rathlore demanded as he whispered into her ear as he stroked her red thigh as she then blushed and let a mere moan out of her mouth.
"I...we...waited...for so....long!" She said as he began to rub her flower that was becoming wetter the more he rubbed it.
Suddenly they stopped as Draycus coughed uncomfortably, Rathlore smiled as he watched Yeshira compose herself as she stayed on his lap. "Is this what you called me for, grandson?" Draycus asked as he looked at both of them.
Rathlore smiled as he waved his hand, revealing children. Draycus frowned upon the sight of them as he looked at his grandson, confused. "What...are these?"
"The Lords of Haddum, who I myself changed to children. Your death cultivation can merely rise if you kill them as although you can feel their cultivation is above your own, I merely have taken the liberty to seal it. Along with this kingdom and land, that you can add to your own; consider it a mere... gift for you for those that you have given me." Rathlore said, his blue eyes staring at his grandfather.
His eyes widened in disbelief as Draycus then smiled as he then looked over the children lords who with a curl of his fist, they crumbled into streams of blood that flowed into his own body. An aura surrounding him surged with more power as the cultivation of the now dead elders joined his own, making him more powerful than he already was, as Rathlore watched the scene, observing what his grandfather did.
Catching his eye next were children that entered the room. Clothed in red apparel, Rathlore noticed they all bore a very similar features that evidently mirrored his own, and hugging Yeshira tighter, he then teleported them in front of himself, overlooking them all.
"As my children, you all have grown to your own limits, and as your father, I shall grant you my children, with unending cultivation that the realms limit all others!" He declared as they found themselves flowing through themselves a feeling none could describe as it coursed through their bodies, destroying the barrier that the demonic realm had set among them although they were not to the true end of their demonic bloodline.
And while his own grandfather and children cultivations began to breakthrough, he dissapeared with Yeshira and Haylyke, to find themselves naked before him and began their lovemaking that they had missed for so long.
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