Novel Full Chapter 610 True Plans Of The Royal Asmodeus House
Chapter 610 True Plans Of The Royal Asmodeus House
Amidst the chaos and ongoing battle, Lenny’s abrupt disappearance left a temporary void on the battlefield. However, the conflict continued unabated, with Gar, recognizing the need for assistance, urgently calling upon Vine for support. “Help me, sister!”
Responding to Gar’s plea, Vine, within the same body as Gar unleashed a torrent of darkline energy, a formidable cascade that surged towards Cuban.
The sheer power and intensity of Vinegar’s magical prowess became evident, catching Cuban off guard. The demonic energies, resembling a relentless waterfall of shadows, descended upon Cuban with a force that hinted at Lady Vinegar’s exceptional talents.
Cuban, faced with this unexpected onslaught, marveled at Vinegar’s latent power. The young demoness, often regarded as the “pearl of her father’s eyes,” showcased her formidable abilities, surpassing Cuban’s initial expectations. Her command over Darkline energy was nothing short of impressive.
However, Cuban, not to be outdone, invoked a powerful ally in the form of his cousin. “Cousin!” he called out, and in response, bolts of red lightning crackled down from the floating city above. The intense and malevolent energy struck Vinegar with force, sending her tumbling away from Cuban’s reach.
The battlefield, already scarred by the remnants of the Primordial beast’s explosion, now bore witness to a clash of supernatural forces. The ebb and flow of dark energies intertwined with the wrathful power of red lightning, creating a volatile spectacle that echoed the tumultuous nature of the demonic conflict.
Vinegar, sent sprawling by the force of Cuban’s cousin’s intervention, found herself rolling on the ground. The unexpected assault had showcased Baroness Everbee’s formidable power, an influence far superior even to that of Governor Momoa. As the red lightning crackled, signifying the Baroness’s destructive might, the Governor couldn’t stand idly by.
Despite his injuries, Governor Momoa surged forward, a protective father driven by a potent mix of concern and fury. He shielded Vinegar with his own body, acting as a bulwark against the onslaught of red lightning. His voice reverberated through the chaotic battlefield, “Baroness! You dare touch my daughter?”
From above, Baroness Everbee’s laughter echoed, a sinister melody accompanying her disdainful response. “Momoa boy, I dare touch anything!” Her words dripped with arrogance, a testament to the unbridled confidence that came with her elevated status among demons.
The confrontation intensified, with the mighty Governor Momoa defiantly opposing the attacks meant for his daughter. The air crackled with magical energies, and the battlefield became a stage for the clash of titanic forces.
Vinegar, still recovering from the earlier assault, watched as her father braved the storm unleashed by Baroness Everbee. The volatile dance of red lightning illuminated their struggle, creating a stark contrast against the backdrop of the war-torn arena.
Baroness Everbee’s command suddenly sliced through the tumultuous air, her voice carrying the weight of authority. “Cuban! Do it. Consume him!” The directive hung in the air like an ominous decree, and Cuban, fueled by the thirst for power inherent in blood demons, leaped into action.
Contrary to expectations, Cuban’s target wasn’t the valiant Governor Momoa or the resilient Vinegar. Instead, his sights were set on the weakened dragon sprawled on the ground. The great beast, having endured the full force of the suicidal attack from the primordial beast, lay in a state of vulnerability. It was this vulnerability that Cuban sought to exploit for his own gain.
As Cuban soared through the air, a transformation unfolded. “ucvoubpugu”. He spoke a magic word in Bellsybabble, the language of demons.
His entire being morphed into a fluid mass of blood, a testament to the inherent abilities of his demonic nature. With a precise landing on the dragon’s colossal form, Cuban initiated a process that would see the magnificent creature dissolved into his essence.
The scene unfolded like a grotesque dance of consumption, a blood demon absorbing the life force of a fallen dragon. The air crackled with dark energies as Cuban’s power surged, the sacrificial offering of the dragon propelling him further along the path of demonic ascendancy.
Red Bloody runes suddenly appeared all over the blood stained Dragon.
“No! No!!” Mr Augustus realizing what was about to happen screamed in rejection. “Baronness! This was not Our agreement.”
“Yes! it was not, but you did promise me the body of a great demon existence. Since the primordial beast is gone, I’ll just settle for your’s!” She chuckled lowly.
Baroness Everbee, orchestrating this macabre act from her elevated position, observed with satisfaction. The alliance between demons, even within their chaotic hierarchy, was a fragile pact. Each sought to further their own power, and Cuban’s act was a stark reminder of the ruthlessness that characterized the demonic realm.
The dragon, once a majestic and formidable presence, now succumbed to the relentless assault of Cuban’s blood-infused absorption. The battlefield, already marred by the remnants of the primordial beast’s explosion, bore witness to yet another chapter in the relentless pursuit of power among demons.
In this twisted theater of demonic ambition, the fate of the dragon and the machinations of blood demons unfolded against a backdrop of magical energies and lingering echoes of earlier conflicts. The air, charged with an unsettling energy, carried the weight of impending developments as the struggle for supremacy played out in the war-torn arena.
lightsΝοvεl ?οm The Dragon activated his powers to fight back, but it was of no use. he was too weakened and Baroness Everbee would not let it. She sent storms of Red lightning down to suppress the Dragon and Cuban worked at consuming it.
Vinegar seeing this an opportunity turned to the side. she could see Glenn’s body lying in the dirt. With a determined look in her eyes, she rushed for her, carrying her in her arms, “I don’t like you, but its not over yet. She rushed for Perseus, picking him up and then rushed for Father Black and his Dog.
“That animal. You can use it to cover our escape, right?” she asked.
Father black was at a loss for what was happening, but he still nodded.
“Good! Do it!”
Father Black whispered some words into the dog’s ear as lady Vinegar took him along…
(Author’s note: We finally reached top hundred golden tickets. Thank you all for the contribution. Hope you enjoyed the chapter.)