Hell's Consort

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The Archdemon of Lust

Prince Luxen from the Second Circle of Hell

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Before they were caught in the fire line and got killed by one of their own, Luxen and the henchmen departed.

As they neared to their location, the fire arrows shooting off from the Ravin and Satan's Legion bounced off from the petals similar to Luxen's Archdemon Fork.

Demon archers and knights rode their griffins and Cerberuses as they had scattered in the dark sky like red ants aiming their weapons from above while the others positioned themselves at the side.

They pulled back their bowstring and gripped the arrow, ready to draw again and aim with just a signal.

Earlier, Satan's henchman had advanced towards them to meet him halfway, and Camio had given his master a briefing on the earlier events.

Luxen almost had the urge to roll his eyes because, like the baby he was, Camio would complain to his Uncle Satan how Luxen had ripped his arm without reason.

Of course, Camio would fail to mention that he had disrespected an Archdemon Prince by not giving his fiancé back despite asking politely.

Demons were no different from other creatures.

When they do something wrong, they always tell other people a false story that would fit their narrative better, demonizing the other person completely.

Satan briefly closed his eyes as if he were sending his thoughts into the darkness.

His uncle, Satan, didn't need to command his legions because he could communicate to them through telepathy.

Well, Luxen had considered telepathy a mild word.

Satan can control weaker demons on a massive scale so it would be easier for him to dominate these demons who had sworn allegiance to him.

These demons had gladly given their power away and expected to be utilized.

It was a lower-ranked demon's pride to be under the control of their masters, binding their blood to Satan.

It wasn't really an exchange of blood, but once a low-ranked demon swore their allegiance and drink their chosen Master's life essence, it would be easier to control them like this.

Luxen had attempted something like this with his Domina as a master-servant alliance, but he couldn't resist the taste of a Dark High Priestess of Hecate and see how that power felt like.

Luxen had initiated the blood bond with the High Priestess so that he would have a solid anchor in the Vampire Realm, staying as an Archdemon without possessing a creature that was weaker than him.

This was also the basis for an Archdemon's seduction to have her mind, body and soul—a chance to get drunk on a Goddess magic.

It wasn't part of the plan to be sexually, mentally and emotionally attracted to the High Priestess because of a pathetic thread.

It led him and Ravin to unwanted frustration in Hell.

Luxen didn't expect an overwhelming sexual dissatisfaction if it wasn't with the one they were blood bonded to that was why Ravin was desperate to claim his Domina.

Because of Luxen's curse, sexual dissatisfaction was a pretty common thing as an Archdemon of Lust.

Luxen was alright with the feeling of emptiness that came next after a one good fuck and then he was going to find another lady suited to her needs.

He might be thirsty for his Domina, but Aphrodite's curse had led him to have her only once so of course, he would make that shit count.

Ravin had thought about this and blood bonded with Luna beforehand so that he would be rooted in the Vampire Realm the moment he separated with the Vampire King.

Unfortunately, their mate had another plan of her own.

It gave him power, indeed, but the Domina thought five steps ahead of them.

No matter how much they tried to tempt her, Domina was determined to send them to Hell, and she delivered.

He swore he wouldn't be outsmarted by a woman much more a fledging Archdemon even if she was the woman who had the power to stir his loins whenever she was near him.

Luxen would never let her get away even if he made an enemy out of Archangel.

It made him more hell-bent on owning Luna for himself now that the Heavenly Realms had dipped their holy fingers in where they didn't belong.

He never shied away from competition or any challenge.

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Luxen had stayed away for the most part while Ravin got closer to the white lotus that had eaten their wife.

Luxen witnessed how Ravin jerked his hand back when he touched the closed lotus blooms.

An annoyed growl escaped his throat when his skin got burned.

He got zapped and almost collapsed when his demon wings failed to support his weight.

Ravin almost fell to the siren-infested lake, and Luxen wasn't aware of whether to laugh or cry—with laughter.

It wouldn't fit the situation, though.

It was stupid how Luxen's brother had ignored the angelic runes glowing on the edges of each petal.

The Archdemon of Gluttony had caught his sarcastic grin and approached him.

He asked him what was going on and Luxen shrugged in response.

Simultaneously, Ravin left their uncle as he inspected each angelic rune, interpreting them to figure out which Angel it belonged and who had protected his Domina.

Satan flapped his Archdemon wings and flew higher to the night sky with only the moon, the stars and the glowing lotus flower as the source of light.

Well, not anymore.

Luxen had added his incandescent orbs to light the entire area as Satan raised a finger, signalling a silent command.

Time ceased as a great and invisible shock wave fell over the entire demonic legions before they fired the weapons all at once.

Satan had increased Archdemon Magic's intensity in each of the fire arrows to make it stronger, giving out more effective damage.

The fiery orange of the demonic fire arrows had turned into hotter blue flames in between as it launched unto the white lotus.

They bounced like they weren't even sharp similar to what had happened earlier despite Satan adding more mana to the demon fire arrows.