Free Web NovelChapter 208: Chapter 208: The Submission
Adonis stopped walking. He kept his sword pointed at her chest. "Excuse me?" freёwebnovel.com
"I admit defeat," Sirius repeated in a voice of pure adoration.
She placed both of her hands on the cold stone floor and bowed her head submissively.
"I surrender my territory, my fortress, and my soul to you, Emperor Adonis Kingsbane."
Adonis raised an eyebrow. "Just like that? The Imps told me you were a tyrant who commanded a million spirits. But you give up after three minutes of fighting?"
Sirius looked up with a heavy blush covering her face.
"Well, to be fair, I only built this empire because I was bored. The underworld is incredibly dull. The other Demon Kings are ugly, rotting brutes who only care about eating souls and screaming at rocks. But you... you are magnificent."
She crawled a little closer, looking at his boots.
"You have more power in your pinky finger than the entire firmament combined," Sirius continued, completely sincere. "And you are the most handsome creature I have ever seen in three thousand years. Why would I fight you? I would rather serve you. I will give you my army. I will show you where the anomaly is. I will even warm your bed if you ask nicely."
Adonis stared down at the beautiful, completely smitten succubus. This was certainly not the bloody subjugation he had prepared for. The absolute ruler of the Northern Wastes was practically wagging an invisible tail at him.
"You are offering me your complete loyalty because you like my face and my power," Adonis summarized flatly.
"I am a succubus, my lord," Sirius smiled brightly, batting her eyelashes. "We appreciate supreme aesthetics and overwhelming dominance. You happen to be the absolute peak of both. I am completely yours to command." freewebnøvel.coɱ
Adonis let out a long sigh. He sheathed his great sword on his back. His chaotic violet aura dimmed slightly, returning to a calm, majestic glow.
"Stand up, Sirius," Adonis commanded.
Sirius immediately jumped to her feet, standing at attention with a happy smile. "Yes, my Emperor!"
"You will order your forces to stand down immediately," Adonis instructed, crossing his arms. "You will surrender all authority of the Northern Wastes to my system. And you will tell me exactly what is causing the souls in this firmament to rebel against the Primus of Death."
"Of course, Adonis," Sirius nodded eagerly. She stepped a little closer, lightly tracing a finger over the dark fabric of his imperial robes.
"The anomaly is not a natural occurrence. The other 99 Demon Kings and I did not rebel on our own. We were given power by someone from the upper realms."
Adonis’s violet eyes narrowed sharply. "Someone from the upper realms? A god?"
"I do not know his true name," Sirius explained, her ruby eyes turning serious for a moment. "But he appeared down here a few centuries ago. He wielded a massive, blinding sword of golden light. He told us to halt the reincarnation cycle to starve the mortal realm of new magic. He gave us the blueprints for the soul-furnaces."
Adonis felt a cold, familiar rage boiling in his chest. A blinding sword of golden light. It matched the description perfectly.
"Ascalon," Adonis growled, "The Sword God is playing games in the Underworld too?."
"That sounds like him," Sirius agreed, nodding her head.
She looked up at Adonis, her flirtatious smile returning. "So, my handsome Emperor. Are we going to march on the other 99 Demon Kings and ruin this god’s little plan? Because I would very much like to watch you destroy things."
Adonis looked at the beautiful, deadly succubus who had just pledged her life to him.
The Chaos Order was expanding into the firmament of death, and he had just acquired his first underworld general.
Adonis smiled coldly.
"Yes, Sirius. We are going to tear this firmament apart. Call your army. The true conquest begins now."
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1 hour later.
"Are you ready to address your new pets, my handsome Emperor?" Sirius asked playfully. She walked alongside Adonis down the grand hallway. Her voluptuous ass swayed with intentional exaggeration.
"They are your troops, Sirius. You will introduce me. I want them to understand the transition of power clearly. I do not have time to execute insubordinate captains."
"Oh, you will not have to execute anyone," Sirius giggled, her silver bell laugh echoing in the dark corridor. "Demons are very simple creatures. They follow absolute strength. The moment they feel your Chaos aura, they will practically beg to lick your boots. Just like I did."
Adonis glanced at her. "You have no shame whatsoever, do you?"
"Shame is an emotion for weak mortals. I am a demonic succubus. I know exactly what I want, and I want the most powerful man in the universe. Now, step out onto the balcony after I give the signal. Make sure you look incredibly intimidating."
The massive iron balcony of the Howling Keep overlooked a courtyard the size of a mortal city. The sky above churned with angry red clouds and thick black ash. Below, a sea of twisted, demonic entities gathered.
There were heavily armored knights riding skeletal warhorses, towering Bone Giants clutching magma clubs, and swarms of floating death spirits filling the air.
Demon King Sirius stepped out to the edge of the balcony. Her leathery bat wings were spread wide, casting a dark shadow over the troops. She held her hands up, and the chaotic noise of a million demons instantly fell dead silent.
"Hear me, warriors of the Northern Wastes!" Sirius shouted. Her beautiful, melodic voice was magically amplified, rolling over the massive army like a wave of thunder.
"For centuries, we have ruled this frozen rock. We have burned the weak and built our empire in the dark. But today, our little kingdom has been eclipsed by true absolute power!"
The demons moved uneasily, and murmurs rippled through the ranks.
"Silence!" Sirius commanded, her ruby eyes flashing dangerously.
"I have not been defeated by a lowly god or a rotting spirit. I have willingly surrendered my crown. I have pledged my soul, my territory, and every single one of you to a new master. Look up and behold the true Emperor of the Underworld!"
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Sirius stepped back, bowing her head submissively and gesturing toward the heavy stone archway.
Adonis Kingsbane stepped out onto the balcony. He did not walk like a conqueror claiming a new prize. He walked like a man who already owned the entire universe. His pristine black imperial robes absorbed the dim light. His chaos sword rested casually on his shoulder.
He let his Chaos aura erupt.
Buzzzz!
The blinding, majestic pillar of violet ether erupted from his body, shooting straight up into the red sky and piercing the ash clouds.
The suffocating, tyrannical pressure of his existence crashed down on the army of a million demons.
Thousands of Greater spirits instantly fell to the ground, pinned by the sheer weight of his aura. The Bone Giants dropped their magma clubs and dropped to their massive knees. The demonic knights bowed their heads in absolute terror.
"I am Adonis Kingsbane," he declared.
His voice did not just echo in the courtyard. It vibrated directly inside the core of every demon present.
"I am the emperor of the Chaos Order. Conqueror of the mortal realm. And as of five minutes ago, the absolute master of the Northern Wastes."
"Your former queen made a very wise decision today. She looked at my power and chose to serve. Because of her choice, you all get to keep your miserable lives. But do not mistake my mercy for weakness. If any demon in this army disobeys my command, I will not just kill you. I will erase your soul from the very fabric of the cosmos. You will not reincarnate. You will simply cease to exist."
After a pause,
"The Primus of Death sent me here to fix the uprising. He told me the seventh Firmament was broken. He told me the souls were rebelling. But I see the truth now. You are not rebelling. You are simply waiting to be conquered."
Adonis raised his great sword high into the air.
BZZZZZZZ!
The violet ether coating the blade pulsed with violent, chaotic energy.
"Demon King Sirius told me there are 99 other Demon Kings hiding in this firmament. These 99 cowards hoarding souls and playing god in the dirt. I find that number highly offensive. There is only room for one Emperor in reality."
Sirius looked up at him, her thighs pressed together due to horniness.
"Hear my decree! We will not sit in this fortress and wait. We will march! We will march across the burning rivers and the cold mountains! We will rip the gates off every single demonic pits in this firmament!"
He pointed his glowing blade toward the distant horizon.
"To the other 99 Demon Kings listening in the shadows, hear my challenge! Your reigns are officially over! Surrender your territories to the Chaos Order right now, or I will personally rip your thrones apart and forge your souls into stepping stones for my wives! I am coming for all of you!"
The sheer audacity of the speech sent a shockwave of raw hype through the demonic army.
Demons respected absolute power and primal violence above all else. The terrifying man standing on the balcony was offering them the greatest war the underworld had ever seen.
A single demonic knight raised his weapon into the air and let out a guttural roar. Then another joined. Then a hundred. Then a thousand.
Rahhh! Roarrrrrr! Grrrrrrr!"
Within seconds, the entire army of a million demons was screaming in absolute frenzy.
They bashed their weapons against their shields. The Hell-Hounds howled at the broken sky. The sound was deafening, like a chorus of pure violent devotion to their new Emperor.
[System Notification: The Howling Keep Army has submitted to the Chaos Order.]
