Read The Dark Magician's Revenge :: Chapter 8

Warning: blood, and sexual scenes.

Chapter 8;

The entire expanse of the area was enveloped in an all-encompassing cloak of utter darkness.

“I’m surely dead now, aren’t I?” Evanora, with a hint of curiosity in her voice, directed her question into the vast emptiness before her. She then followed up with a dry remark, devoid of any emotion. “I can’t even move a muscle.”

“No.“ A luring and alluring voice whispered from afar, capturing her undivided attention. “You are not dead, Evanora.”

“Who are you?” As she inquired, her eyes scanned the area, hoping to catch a glimpse of her surroundings. However, her efforts were in vain as the darkness enveloped her, leaving nothing but an abyss.

“The one you have been searching for. “ The captivating voice whispered sensually, tantalizingly close to her ear, causing a breathy gasp to escape from her luscious lips.

His seductive exhale caressed her ear, sending a tantalizing shudder cascading down her spine. “Speak my name, Evanora.”

“Your name?” Evanora inquired, her mind slightly entangled.

‘Evanora think… Who can he possibly be?” Evanora pondered deeply.

As another minute slipped away, traversing the vast expanse of time and space, Evanora found herself caught in a moment of breathless astonishment. It was in that precise instant that she suddenly became aware of the true identity of the enigmatic figure before her. Armaros is a blood spirit that is known for its mysterious and enigmatic nature. This entity is often associated with the realm of darkness and is said to possess immense power and knowledge.

“Armaros,“ she said cautiously, and then, unexpectedly, the complete darkness that had been obscuring her sight gradually faded away. As the blood spirit's hand tightened its grip on her shoulder, a steady stream of blood started to coat her body.

“Now, our contract can be formed, Evanora.” He spoke with a tone of satisfaction apparent in his voice. “Just in time.”

Evanora was startled as she sensed the crimson liquid gradually spreading throughout her entire body. Her eyes filled with confusion as she turned her head, seeking a complete view of the blood spirit. The man's entire body was covered in a vibrant shade of red, while his hair, which was both lengthy and well-groomed, was elegantly styled.

Armaros gently grasped her chin, holding it firmly. She found herself captivated by his enigmatic stare, as if he held a secret that only her eyes could uncover. In an instant, the crimson haze enveloped her, shrouding her sight.

Beside Evanora's lifeless form, Lucifer stood motionless, his gaze fixed on her body, which was drenched in a vivid crimson hue. The blood that coated her was none other than that of the blood spirit. After a short while, bright red lights began to surround Evanora's body, emitting a joyful feeling. Soon after, additional yellow-white glowing lights appeared, adding to the mesmerizing display. The tiny ethereal beings were gracefully moving and twirling in a lively dance, encircling her physical form.

“Oh, spirits are right in front of me." Lucifer's lips curled into a dark smirk as he spoke.

“Do you want me to capture them, Prince Lucifer?” The head butler asked, glancing discreetly at his master in the corner of his eyes.

"Hmm." Lucifer initially contemplated the idea but ultimately chose not to pursue it. He sensed that absorbing the spirits to enhance his powers might not please someone, and he was already an incredibly powerful demon and didn't actually require it. “No.”

“Yes, Prince Lucifer,“ the head butler said.

After a brief moment, a burst of vibrant red magical energy erupted from the woman's body, illuminating the fiery cave with its intense brilliance. As her body gradually absorbed the blood, a flicker of movement emerged in her hand, suggesting a glimmer of life.

A set of vibrant red eyes suddenly opened wide, fixating on the rocky ceiling of the cave. “I’m alive, “she said as she pulled herself up from the stone ground and sat down. “And even more powerful.”

Evanora looked down at her hands, feeling confused and perplexed. As she looked ahead, she saw ethereal figures appearing before her eyes. They greeted her with gentle waves. “She’s awake!” They all announced.

Evanora's smile was filled with warmth and tenderness as she looked towards the small creatures. “Yes, I’m awake.” She couldn't help but let out a small chuckle, noticing the genuine joy on their faces upon seeing her.

“You finally made a contract with the blood spirit!” One of the spirits joyfully expressed their words.

Evanora's forehead glistened with a small bead of sweat as she sheepishly smiled. “Yes.”

‘I do feel a little bit different,' she thought.

“You’re back, dark magician." The calmness of Lucifer's voice, which was smooth and velvety, drew her attention.

‘Oh right, I almost forgot...' As she chuckled at her own thoughts, she rose to her feet, straightening her posture. Swiftly brushing off any lingering dust, she couldn't help but realize how exposed she still appeared.

As she effortlessly flicked her finger, an aura of dark magic enveloped her entire being, manifesting into an exquisite red dress that adorned her form.

“Much better. “ Evanora, maintaining a composed expression, spoke with a smile that did not betray any hint of amusement or emotion.

In a swift motion, she flicked her finger once more, causing an immediate and profound effect on Lucifer. As a result, he suddenly discovered himself completely immobilized, unable to make even the slightest movement. “You know. Prince Lucifer. I still have your blood within my body, so controlling you again will be no issues for me. “

The head butler, filled with panic, cast his eyes upon Lucifer in a state of urgency. He prepared himself to physically confront the mage, but Lucifer's commanding gaze alone was enough to halt the butler's intended actions.

Using her dexterous other hand, she extended it outward, skillfully conjuring a mysterious, dark portal. Within this enigmatic gateway, a captivating fusion of vibrant red and luminous white-yellow hues seamlessly merged, casting an intriguing aura.

“So, I will take my leave now. Goodbye, Prince Lucifer.” Evanora, with a serious expression, conveyed her message to him.

“No, not just yet,“ Luficer quietly muttered under his breath as a dark aura emanated from his body and rapidly approached Evanora.

Evanora cast a quick sideways glance at him before confidently stepping into the ominous, dark portal. Using his dark sorcery, he was able to grasp her wrist with his sinister incubus mark, albeit only to a small extent. Soon after, both she and the portal vanished from view. Once she had left, the enchantment that had bound him was immediately lifted.

With a contented smile on his face, Lucifer let out a sinister laugh. ‘She won’t escape that easily from my touch. I will soon find you again, my dear Dark Magician.’

"Lilith." A bone-chilling voice echoed ominously from the depths of the suffocating darkness. “Tell me your progress.”

In the obscurely illuminated room, a desk stood near the window, adorned with carefully placed candle lights. The soft glow of the moonlight filtered through the window, casting a gentle radiance upon the surroundings. It was in this ethereal illumination that the captivating figure of Lilith, a dark priestess, came into view.

She emitted a chilling chuckle, filled with an air of malevolence. She exuded an air of grace as she perched delicately on a meticulously crafted wooden chair adorned with intricate golden accents. Her attire consisted of a chic, knee-length black dress, which tastefully showcased her stature and slender legs.

Leaning comfortably, she rested her chin delicately on top of her hand, a faint smirk of contentment playing across her face. “The crown prince is fully under my control, head priest.”

“It won't take long until the whole castle is infected with the god of darkness's powers.” As she spoke, Lilith radiated an air of allure, delicately twirling a few strands of her hair around her index finger.

“How long do you deem this to take, Lilith?” From within the depths of darkness, the head priest made his inquiry, shrouded in obscurity, rendering him unseen.

"Hmm." Lilith's eyes slowly closed, as if she were lost in contemplation.

“I think…” Her words were spoken with deliberate slowness. “In a week, everything should be settled.”

In an instant, a ghastly hand materialized, seizing her delicate neck with bone-chilling force, mercilessly constricting her very breath. “If you take longer than a week, there will be consequences. Lilith.”

Lilith's eyes grew wider than usual, their size increasing with each passing moment. Simultaneously, her complexion began to fade, taking on a paler hue. With a slight exertion, she mustered enough energy to make a subtle movement, nodding her head in response.

In response to her gesture, he loosened his grip around her neck, allowing her to breathe freely once again. “Good.”

As his final words escaped his lips, a palpable heaviness that had lingered in the air dissipated, signaling his departure. In this newfound freedom, Lilith could finally release a cough, no longer feeling the weight of his presence.

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Lilith's face was adorned with a solemn expression, which vividly conveyed her deep-seated displeasure.

After a period of time, she remained seated in silence on the chair.

Suddenly, a soft knock was heard at the door that led to her bedroom.

Lilith lifted her head and shifted her gaze towards the door. “Come in, my prince.”

Gerard entered the room with a sense of urgency, swiftly closing the door behind him. "Lilith!" He showed recognition and joy by embracing her. “I need you; please, my Lilith, let me taste you again.”

After heaving a sigh, Lilith let out a soft laugh. “What should I do with you, Gerard? Very well, you may use my body to your own satisfaction.”

“Thank you, Lilith!” Gerard swiftly spread Lilith's legs apart and removed her undergarments from underneath her dress. He promptly positioned himself at her entrance, relishing the delightful flavor he encountered.

Lilith arched her back against the chair, gripping Gerard's head tightly as she encouraged him to explore her intimate areas more deeply with his mouth.

With a smile on his face, Gerard responded to her actions by inserting his tongue deeply into her intimate area, causing her to let out a pleasurable gasp from above him.

“Ahhh! Yes!” Lilith clamped her thighs firmly around Gerard's neck as he drove her wild with pleasure. This made Gerard eagerly devour her love juices.

Evanora found herself in a dark forest, where the ground was dotted with patches of red lava seeping through. She was struggling to catch her breath; her inhalations were deep and rapid. Leaning against a sturdy tree, she relied on it for stability, her hand pressed firmly against its bark.

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‘I feel hot again.' Evanora quietly expressed her frustration internally as she felt the effects of Lucifer's mark on her wrist. The intense heat coursing through her body was causing great discomfort.

With unsteady steps, she descended to the ground, relying on the tree for stability. She had a relaxed expression with her eyes partially closed, observing her surroundings with a focused gaze. ‘At least the forest seems empty.’

The spirits came closer to her form. “What’s wrong? Are you okay?” They asked her, worried.

She only managed to nod in response. “I’m fine.” And then she asked them gently. “Can you leave me alone for a bit, please?”

The spirits nodded in understanding and promptly vanished upon her request.

Now that she was completely alone, she leaned against the tree, finding a more comfortable position. With haste, she spread her legs and lifted her dress. ‘I can’t control myself... This god damn incubus.’ Evanora expressed her disbelief silently.

As Evanora's breathing grew deeper and more intense, she began to explore her own body, gently caressing herself between her legs and applying a gentle pressure to her hidden jewel.

“Ahhh…” She groaned, tossing her head back, sweat dripping down the sides of her forehead, and her tongue teasingly peeking out of her mouth.

Chapter 8; Complete

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