บท 31: Ch.31 The Battle of an Old Enemy
A whole four years had passed in Calandis, as James sat on his throne, richly dressed in dark blue robes that covered himself. Alantian women turned into his guards as they were trained by his true Harlem, made from Julia, Teresa, Alessia, Yeshira, Deanna, (the Alantian queen), and Ezidell, the Alantian princess.
Smiling, he then moaned as he released himself into Yeshira who was giving him an excellent blowjob, as his right hand was on her head.
His left, on Alessia, who sat as his queen, as she was given an Alantian bloodline so she could breath underwater. He had sired one thousand, nine hundred and thirty seven children to the Alantian race, the women who he merely added his own Harlem.
True, an unbelievable number of children, but as his cursed bloodline gave him superior genes, how could he not give them to his own women who all lusted for him? Of course, he also destroyed all of his children's bloodline that had a trace of Trithorian blood, and also created a divine creation blood he gave to all;
which call him fearful, but this new bloodline he created made all with it to not kill him!Because if he died by their own hands, they would die as well if they betrayed him. But if he did die by other gods, they were still safe. Of course, he never wanted his own children to be brainwashed as we could call them robots, but he also did not want his own children to be hunted by the gods in the higher realm.
And thus, he considered his work in Calandis done, as he now wanted to go back to the Black Blood Empire, where he had taken his first woman, Elizabeth. As he was also at Divine rank God, he left the Alantian Queen to keep his own city of wives and children, taking his other four wives with him.
Traveling through the forest, they met his brother in law, Gustlare, who they stayed for a day and left to Frijjlath, where he met Ethus Diamandis, who gave James his own bed chamber where he then made love with Katherine, who happily made love to him, as she bore a girl named Sarah, who he destroyed her Trithorian bloodline and then left to Black Blood Empire.
It surprised him that the Great Black Blood Kingdom was now, in ruins, and in anger left, as no humans were there. Coming to his birthplace, the Holy Red Empire, he watched as a young Trythoi, a bird that had two heads and four pairs of wings speckled with black spots flew towards him and changed into an appearance of a young boy, nearly around eight years old. " Hello sir." The boy said as he then sat down on the grass.
James smiled as he looked over the features of the boy, as it surprisingly mirrored himself. His ladies smiled as they watched the boy stare intensely at James.
"My name is James. May I ask what happened to the Black Blood Empire's Kingdom?" He said as he too, sat down in the grass.
The boy looked at him with surprise. "None, sir, are allowed to talk about it as we will be killed by the king!" He said, as fear filled his eyes.
Closing his eyes, James found memories inside the boy. A great war in Black Blood Empire against the Holy Red Empire, as the land filled with blood, including Joanna, who died by hands of of man, who then drank her blood as his own men raped Emily, His own wife.
Opening his eyes, he smiled evily as he the transmitted all what he had seen to his own women, who all smiled grimly. Looking at the boy, he smiled. "Stay here for your own good. I will grab your mother." He said as he then headed towards the Kingdom.
Slaying the two guards who stood guard, he destroyed the gates and floated through as he went towards the castle, his own women cleaning up after him.
Coming to the throne room, he released his full cultivation and the "king" who sat on the throne smiled. "After eight years of waiting, James Vavenlore, the chosen one has finally appeared! You do know me of course, right?"
The man said as he then lifted himself off the throne, as black wings formed on his back.
"I do not... But the raping of my own wife by all your men shall be their and your own undoing, including Herald's own wife as well." James said.
The man smiled. My name is King Julius Farlily, The Great Pope of the Holy Red Empire's religion as I have destroyed all who do not believe in it! But that is all thanks to you, Vavenlore, because I found in the ruins of Egurius, the fabled city known to all, a bloodlust fairy. Oh, I so remember that day! Imagine my surprise when I found that you weren't a twin to James Arcoin; no, you are him!" Julius smiled as his eyes glazed with enjoyment.
"Choosing a name, "chosen by the gods" in fairy language as well, I figured out that you, James Arcoin are a demon! After everything, it makes sense, including Draycus, your own grandfather. But of course, I know I shall win; as I have taken your wife, and your own fairy, although she killed mine, I will be rewarded by the God Athlor, who's rightful place has been stolen by your own Grandfather!" He exclaimed as his laughter rang throughout the room.
"How do you know of Athlor?" James asked as smiled with a glint in his eyes.
" Oh yes, Athlor? The true God who you took his own throne and his kingdom from? Of course, he has declared that you shall die by his ownself! Thus I and him have been destroying the barrier that holds our own cultivations in place, which we will bring forth a new dawning, one that will strengthen us all, bringing forth the new age! As I have been gifted a drop of his bloodline, I am a demon as well!" Julius said as his body turned red and horns grew out of his head.
Smiling hysterically, he then attacked James as his own body James realized had a bit of Trithorian blood. Smiling, he knew Athlor had killed a Trithorian, but that Julius Farlily had a part of the cursed Bloodline that was all of his, he smiled as he then closed his eyes as he let Julius attack him.
An hour later, James' body lay on the ground as his own women still were killing outside castle. Julius smiled proudly as he had completed his mission from his god, Athlor, severely wounding James Arcoin.
As he then stared at the body, James' skin turned gray, as his blood that lay across the floor turned purple. His eyes black, he got up and smiled as his blood then floated around him. Suddenly disappearing, an aura cover the whole city as all including James' own Harlem felt fear. Fear so terrifying that all wished that they had never been born!
James smiled as he intensify the aura onto Julius who spat blood and pissed himself as he felt ten times as worse as all that had felt it. James smiled as a box appeared and opening it, put a black ring on.
The man suddenly knelt afraid, as the fear intensified his own body. Why? He did not know, but he felt that the black ring had demon aura of not nobility, no...royalty! His own god was of noble lineage, but the man who he had offended and crushed was demon royalty! Fear intensified a hundred times as his face tried to look at him, but alas, he couldn't! His own face let out tears as he knew he had truly taken the wrong way in his own life. Screaming, he then yelled out a demonic spell as his body then bursted and dissapeared, leaving nothing behind.
Then James fell on the ground, as his body layed there from the power he had released, tired as he closed his eyes.
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