To Win The Devil's Heart

♦️Chapter 20♦️

♡Salem POV♡

Blood.

That's all I want.

Blood of my enemies.

Blood of the traitors.

Blood of the innocent.

But there are none. Not in Hell.

The screams of a thousand mortals can be heard from below but I don't care, the Gods can wait for my trial.

Nethermore ferocious flames break through the chapel, home of the fanatics.

The other dragons join in and slaughter the sinners.

Our men fight till their last order, killing any moving thing in their way.

I don't want to think about the consequences, I don't want think about Lucifer all that matters is this cunts are getting their just desserts.

The building that use to surround the castle are reduced to cinders as are the villager homes. All that remains are the burning flesh of the guilty and shouting for help.

No one can help.

The remaining survivors try to exist to the main gates but I beat them to it. Around me are the other dragons perched on the remains of houses.

They all whimper and bow down, submitting themselves to the rightful ruler. The roars of the other dragons make them flinch- one tries to run but doesn't go far as Sunfrye devours him whole.

When they're sounds are reduced to silent I look over what was once Hell. Now it's all decorated in chaos and destruction. Ash spewed all around falling from the clouds like snow.

"You all have survived my wrath, but that does not mean I've shown mercy. Let this be a reminder of what happens when you dare betray me." Nethermore moves in closer so I'm face to face with those traitors. "You know the price of betrayal is death so I'd be very careful on whom you spite as I won't hesitate to murder you all."

Their faces pale but they all nod simultaneously making me feel triumphant.

"Good. Now I suggest you put your brains together and get back to rebuilding." And with that we launch back into the skies where we meet a courtyard filled with cheers by my men.

Nethermore allows me to get off as I walk through what was once my vision as I see it was Nethermore's wings that casted the shadows bad I was the true monster.

"My people You have proven a great help to the crown and no matter the consequence you helped me protect my loved ones and exact my revenge." The men all bang their swords on their shields. "We will rebuild. We will star a new era in which we follow what is right and just. No more shall the people of Hell live freely. They were sent here to be punished and now they will. You will all be paid generously for your help."

I walk towards the collapsed entrance to the castle but to stopped by Zeon.

"You really are a worse tyrant then me. I turn my heels to meet his hideous face.

"You may have won the battle but I won the war." He chuckles but it turns into a fit of coughs.

"Are you blind or stupid? I've won both the war and battle." I reply.

"Do you really think that mg creation would run off from it's maste?" He smiles smugly. "It followed my command hence why it's not here."

Lucifer steps closer and digs his hand in the open wound of his neck, "Where is it?" His eyes turn pitch black burning with rage.

"Where you least expected, home." My heart drop and Lucifer pales. Zeon laughs maniacally only to be shut up by Troye's flying foot to the face.

Blaze.

That thing is after him. This war was just a distraction.

"We have to leave now!" Lucifer nods and whistles for our dragons to come. Beau and Rouge hop into Nethermore whilst Axel informs the troops to see how fast they cab travel back to the island on ship.

It'll all be for nothing if we don't hurry the Fuck up. I let my vengeance take over not seeing the true danger.

Please be safe.

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《Blaze POV》

"Jeez I'm bored!" Wiccan hands himself upside down on my bed and slides down dramatically whilst groaning.

"Well what do you want to do?" I watch as his face changes into a sly smile.

"I want you to Fuck me." He stands up and crawls where he straddles me.

"I want your big juicy cock in me right now." He starts moaning uncontrollably as he rubs himself on me. He grabs my hands and forces down the back of his crack, when I realise that he's self lubricating.

"Please Fuck me Blaze." He starts stripping his clothes but I stop making almost bite me.

"I can't. Not like this." He starts sobbing completely transforming his mood.

"I-I....n-need....m-my....p-pills." That's when I realise he went into heat avd now he needs his pills to fully subdue it. Luckily he had some in his bag.

He chugs the water as he takes the pills then he slowly comes back to reality and turns away swiftly but I catch him and pin him down.

"G-get of m-me." He struggles against me but it doesn't work and realises as he slumps down into the mattress.

"I'm not mad that you acted that way it's natural and quiet frankly if our parents weren't at war, I'd fuck you till you shoot blanks." He pulls nd down and kisses me.

"Is that a promise daddy." I cringe at the nickname but get interrupted when I try to speak but someone rudely opening the door.

"Sir there's someone who wishes to meet you urgently now." We simply follow the guard to a short brunette who looks abousolte panicked.

"We must leave now it isn't safe." He quickly says whilst tugging me to leave but I stay rooted.

"This place is safe plus guarded." Wiccan grits out as the brunette still has his hands on me.

"Not after the thing Zeon sent to slaughter you. That creature will destroy us if we do not leave now. He grabs me again but Wiccan lashes at the boy, biting him hard on his arm.

"DON'T TOUCH HIM!" He growls out but the boy seems unphased in fact his bite starts to glow and heal. We look at him in amazement but he doesn't care.

"We must go now we aren't safe."

"W-what are you?" Wiccan ask. The boy only groans but strips out if his shirt showing off two beautful pearl white wings.

He's an Angel in Hell.

"Now we mus-" the brunette is cut off as our men scream for help as the floor starts rumbling like an earthquake.

"B-Blaze...I'm....s-scared." Wiccan clings onto me holding me tightly as the sounds of the walls crash down and a monstrosity enters.

We're too late as we stare into the eyes of our doom.

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