Hell's Consort

Chapter 760 - Birth Of A Giant

Newest Chapter for Highest Tier (October 2021)

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Vampire King Apollyon

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The current scenario had given him disturbing flashbacks during the Celebration of Ostara.

It seemed that wildfires were as obsessed as the Archdemon of Envy, hell-bent on following him everywhere he and Luna went.

The rain Apollyon brought forth from the thick, dark clouds had touched and soothed the earth with its coolness, bathing the entirety of the Fall Court in newly bequeathed rain.

It was simple liquid Fae Magic that he had done before.

Queen Morgan also aided him in this endeavor because she also had the power to control the weather.

Most Fae Monarchs can do it.

Yet, some of the blue blood had rarer abilities more exclusive to a specific type of Fae. Calling upon rain wasn't one of them.

He even felt Sylvain, Jora, and Kotari supporting Queen Morgan and him from their positions in their towers with Fae Magic.

The fiery orange and red of the flames had cooled to black.

The trees that sheltered the Autumn Fairfolk with their gorgeous canopy of red and gold were now dead, broken trunks of charcoal as if the Winter Season had visited the Fall Courts.

Grasslands were scorched, and the smell of the smoldering embers lingered throughout the land despite the pelting cold rain, and the soft earth air was rendered damp by this gift.

Hopefully, this place would soon become a gateway to rebirth after the state of decomposition.

Queen Morgan was extremely upset that her lips had quivered.

The lovely trees she adored were gone.

Despite the mask hiding half of Queen Morgan's countenance, it was clear that she was mourning for the loss of the Kingdom's dappled shade of the gorgeous red and gold woodlands, the noises from the creatures who dwelt there, and the mammals that graze on the grasses.

Grey mist began to surround her and her protectors, and he? squinted at her when the haze in the atmosphere cleared up.

Apollyon swore that he could see a single teardrop glisten on her cheek.

The Faerie Knights suspended in the air, riding their respective Pegasi, were too occupied with defeating Luxen's Legion with their silver arrows.

They were counting on the Faerie Sentinels deployed on the ground to deal with the undead and to help the female and children Fae from escaping this hell on earth the president had brought to the Fall Courts.

Some of the Autumn Fairfolk weren't able to survive the inferno.

Hellfire had caught their colorful and vibrant Faerie wings after trying to rescue their loved ones themselves and attempted to flee from the fatal scene, but they couldn't manage.

Everyone knew that Queen Morgan was gifted with the power of a psychopomp who could guide lost souls to the Underworld.

It must have hurt her to deliver her loyal, loyal subjects herself as she chanted a spell—a sorrowful prayer—for the spirits of the Autumn Faeries dwelling near the burning forests who died an agonizing death.

Dead Fae Knights whose skulls got crushed by the claws of the vulture harpy demons were retrieved by the other Faeries and placed at the Autumn Square for their families to mourn over.

The family, suffering the death of their loved ones, had clustered in the wide space of the Autumn Square, bowing their heads and standing there in eerie silence.

They give themselves time to face the cruel reality and process their melancholy and grief.? Apollyon also prayed to the gods and goddesses that the other Autumn Faeries in danger was safely rescued.

Just when Apollyon was glad that he had successfully put out the fire with the rain he brought forth with Fae Magic, another problem arose.

He had taken advantage of the storm clouds to produce the fat raindrops that had turned into ice from the sudden cold winds.

A mix of hail and snow had abruptly rained on the Kingdom from out of nowhere, which caused winter storms.

The surprising thing was, the hail wasn't Apollyon's doing.

Apollyon sensed that the Material Realm had gone insane.

The sun had disappeared, replaced by these dark clouds as if the ball of fire had been eaten by Luxen's president.

Strong hurricanes and a series of aftershocks followed when the Demonic Legion arrived.

Everyone tried their best to defend the Kingdom from the siege.

Yet, nobody had prepared them from the snowstorm coming uninvited, and it succeeded with infiltrating the Fall Courts without the demons' help.

Queen Morgan's energetic barriers were destroyed all over the Fall Courts, but the Queen and the Cadre tried to fix it with Apollyon's aid.

Vulture-Harpy Demons and the living dead were all coming at them at once from different directions, both from the ground and the heavens.

He also concluded that Queen Morgan's barriers prevented unknown, evil spirits and demons from entering the Kingdom unless she acquiesced them with words.

In addition to that, having no physical vessel on their own reduced their chances.

Ravin and Sloth just got lucky because they were Luna's Familiars.

At that moment, Apollyon had wondered whether Luna and her Archdemon Familiars had figured out how to help the Autumn Militia.

What was her wife doing with those two bastards?

Will Queen Morgan and the Autumn Militia not receive any help when they need it so bad?

The creatures they were up against weren't simple spirits, and it was difficult to defeat them with weapons that had little to no effect on them.

Well, it did have an effect, but it was taking too long, and they were becoming exhausted.

The feathered dragon-serpent refused to give up on poking another hole on the aerial barricades even if the arrows on his serpentine form would rival those of a hedgehog.

Those bastards didn't accidentally kill Luna from whatever creature they were trying to summon to ensure their victory, did they?

His instincts had told him to come back to the Castle to check up on his wife if she was safe since they hadn't given any reinforcements yet, only to find out a minute later that a giant had invaded the Fall Courts.

And that monster didn't belong to Luxen's Legion.