Monarch Of Darkness, Arsene Chapter 186
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With a diabolic glint of pure evil, I stared at the setting sun. Everything had gone according to my plan. We had interviewed about ten low-level families. They did not hold much authority within Hallr, but they were definitely well off.
Personally, I had wished to turn all of them instantly, but most of these high-class families' patriarch was at the peak of the Gate of Truth. In contrast, it's nothing I could not handle. My goal was not to kill but rather to control. I needed to capture them, which made things a hundred times more difficult.
However, the biggest challenge was not Andor, as I suspected but rather myself. It was subtle, but my mask had been slipping all throughout the day due to Andor and these arrogant bastards. Ever since I connected with the hells, I have been feeling easily agitated... Even now, I am still thinking of that bastard who insulted me when I was with Lilith.
I could still remember his smell, his words, and his golden eyes. Taking a deep breath, I shook my head. Killing someone I have a connection with is not a wise move. Do not let my wrath control my every action.
Giving myself a second to breathe, I turned to Roald, "Let's call it a day. I'm tired. I may hit up a bar, wanna come." I asked with a weary smile.
"Yes...Sorry, I can't. Mother is holding a ritual today in honor of the raven. maybe another day." Roald said as he patted my shoulder apologetically.
"It's cool, next time then." I voiced, sending a chilling glance towards Andor before taking my leave. However, the steps of Andor continue to echo as I arrived at the bar close to my apartment.
Not bothering to even think of his motives, I looked at the bartender of Generations, "Luke, get me something strong."
"Arsene, your back. I thought something must have happened... No, something did happen; you're glowing brighter than I ever saw before? Did you finally lose your virginity?" He jeered, knowing I would not be offended over such a joke.
Chucking at his antics, I licked my lips, "my wife arrived today."
"So that's why you never took a woman home. AHAHA," He bellowed, pouring me a dring so strong I felt my mind turning daze. Watching the swelling amber-colored swirling, I smiled.
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"CHEERS!!!!!!!!!!" I roared as everyone raised their cups, bellowing along with me.
"CHEERS!!!!"
Slowly the sounds of music began to echo out as the usual custom of mine began to consume the little bar. It wasn't long before the scent of sweats began to fill the area as everyone began dancing and partying.
Joining in, I hid my disgust towards the odor as I danced along with some girls, occasionally sending a mocking glance towards Andor, who was sitting by himself like a lone wolf enjoying his drink. Smiling demonic qi slowly began to be infused with all those touching my body.
This was my plan. As Bael had said, it was slow, but it was the best way of doing things. I needed an army of demons. Turning them will be even easier once they began viewing me as their masters, as my first toy did. That little boy I first met was truly an eye-opener.
However, something I didn't expect was all those I infused with my qi began to spread it like a virus. It didn't have much effect, but I could feel various people falling into sin. Lust, Greed, Envy, Wrath was all but visible as multiple fights broke out.
Blood quickly began to spread, but the party never stopped. Death was all but common within Hallr unless you did something drastic like I did. The Veseract would not interfere. However, a frown slowly appeared on Andors face as his fingers sweep past some woman's face blasting her away like a rag doll.
"Do not touch me, filth." He coldly spat, sending me a vicious look, "You are not fooling me, Arsene."
Shrugging, I continued till all my qi began to fade. With my sins running wild, I felt at home as carnage slowly began to spread throughout the dead of night. Even luke, my bartender, was subjected to sin as he slowly fell.
"FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK" I cheered as many began stripping. Snickering, I turned around as the moans began to fill my ears. Many were unable to resist the seductive temptation of lust. Although I would not lie, even I was tempted.
"AHAHAHAHA, HAVE FUN, BOYS" I yelled in joy, taking my leave. With a wave of my arms, I vanished as Andor quickly gave chase. Unfontily for him, the night was my domain.
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Within a few seconds, I could hear his furious roar as the ground began to shake at his rage. Snickering, I left for Orions Estate, arriving within half an hour.
Feeling Zanris still in slumber, I pouted, feeling annoyed, "How long does this usually take? Should I pump her with more Soulforce?"
Shaking my head, I left the matter to rest. Zanris was a perfect thrall for now. I could not risk her dying. With a sigh, I summoned Orion, watching as he fell to his knees, "Master, you called?"
"Yes, I wish for you to schedule a meeting with the patriarchs on this list. Both you and Erika are to knock these men and women out without making a disturbance and bring them to me. NOT a disturbance, and I mean it, Orion. No one can know. Should they find out there was a battle, I swear your little wife visit the southern district to be fucked by every male there, and I will force you to watch.
Shivering, Orion nodded, "As you command, my lord. The ten lords upon this list will be placed by your side by night's end. There are only little low-class lords."
Curling my lips up, I nodded, "Good, Good. I look forward to your success and failure." I whispered, watching the pale Erika in the distance. I wanted her to watch; I wanted her to know what was on the table if she, along with Orion, should fail.
With a blur of a phantom, Orion and Erika flickered away as I broke down into laughter, "You really are a sadist. you seem to be enjoying torturing that man far more than I thought." Lilith whispered deep into my ear as she appeared like a ghost. Her body pulsing with abyssal qi.
Feeling her hot breath against my ears, I smirked, "And don't you feel a little turned on watching me torture these fools."
"Maybe, but I am here to pick up Silvia."
Opening my eyes wide, I gasped, "Shit, I forgot about h...."
"DAMN RIGHT!!!!!!!!" Silvia roared, sending a ruthless kick towards my face from above.
Tilting my head, I dodged smirking as she landed right beside me, furiously glaring at me, "How could you knock me out?"
"Huh? it was Orions doing not..."
"Your such a lair. Orion told me you commanded him to knock me out." She defended as Lilith laughed,
"You are quite lucky he did, or else I would have killed you for ruining my night with my husband."
Paling Silvia lost all her bravado, turning her head off to the side, not daring to look into Lilith's cold eyes. With cunning gleam, Lilith raised her head, eying all the little girl's features, "You truly are beautiful. I can see why Arsene is a little bit interested, but the day he marks you is the day I end you."
Gulping down, Silvia shivered, trying to back away, but my body suddenly grasped her waist as she panicked, "Do not look away, my dear. There is so much for us to discuss. SO much for you to learn." Lilith whispered in a hushed tone.
Taking in a deep breath, I felt my wood pressing against my trousers as Lilith slowly began turning into her real selves. Watching her silver hair fall to her bottom, I could see a deep set of apathetic eyes staring deep into Silvia's soul.
Studying her features, killing intent began to rise within me as I watched the way Lilith stared at Silvia. That look is only for me. Those eyes are mine!!!
Slowly dark scales began to rise as Lilith suddenly turned to me smiling, "Does my husband want me?"
She murmured as her fingers ran down Silvia's chin, falling towards her breast. With a shiver running through her body Silvia slowly lost strength within her legs, falling towards the ground as Lilith smiled, her gaze never leaving mine.
Biting her lips, Lilith slowly leaned over towards Silvia as her eyes began to radiate abyssal qi, "Welcome my dear to Vaevictis."
Stabbing her arm into her chest, Silvia's gaze went wide as the light within her eyes was destroyed. Suddenly a deep abyssal force began to rise, swallowing the young girl in crimson darkness.
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