Chapitre 329: I'm Back, Apollyon

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Vampire King Apollyon

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The captive had his black faerie wings almost torn apart, almost lifeless as any cadaver and just as pallid.

Fae blood filled Apollyon's nostrils as he held the crossbow on his arm and shoulder. 

Anything that wasn't Luna's blood wouldn't make him hungry.

It had the opposite effect instead, making his stomach lurch and his mind float someplace else.

"King Apollyon." The Faerie Prince had grabbed him by the shoulder when he showed no signs of stopping his torture on the faerie captive. 

He stepped in front of him like a fool, blocking his vision of the captive by stretching his arms outward. 

Prince Aspen had stood in front of him, but his cousin might as well be invisible because, in Apollyon's world, it was only him and the captive.