Chapter 31

  (The Ring’s Power)

  The Shrine~

  “My King, I won’t advise you to take out the ring..it’s dangerous,” Egues stated, watching the king as he pulled off his robe. Lazarus has dropped the vessel containing the blood, as he still exchanged glares with Onyx.

  “I’m not gonna take it out myself..why do you think I brought Onyx here.”

  “Onyx is just a past disciple”

  “I think you are forgetting something here, Onyx was once a servant to the serving priest before he was made a disciple. He still has the traits. He will pull out the ring” Hunter smirked

  “You all will want to back out,” Onyx said, as everyone moved backward. Onyx is well known for his black magic, and everyone fears him for that; only the priestess or king could stop him at then, but why would Hunter bring him back, they thought in their hearts.

  “Step into the tube your Highness..for a blood bath” Onyx stated as he did according to what he said

  Onyx picked up the blood vessel, pouring it into the tub, as it splashed on Hunter’s body. He dropped it on the floor to continue the ritual. Folding his palms together, he started casting a spell, muttering inaudible words.

  Closing his eyes, he compelled the hidden ring to erupt from its secret hideout, and simultaneously, Hunter’s voice was heard yelling from within the bathtub; he was trying to control the force entering inside of him. Onyx didn’t stop, he continued with the spell, controlling nature at his wish. The sun suddenly became black as the wind from nowhere began to blow.

  The elders took steps backward, wondering what was going on beneath the tube, as they couldn’t see Hunter in it; a neon light had engulfed him.

  Lazarus watched every move Onyx made.

  “This is black magic, Onyx would have been able to compel the ring as a former servant of the priest, but it would have taken many processes to do so. But with black magic, it will be faster, Hunter lied” He thought in his heart. And just before their very eyes, a crystal ring, surrounded with silver stripes, came out from the ground in a small hole right beside where the priestess sat.

  It glisters so hard, hovering in the air. Onyx gasped on seeing it, and an unexpected grin appeared on his face, but the others were oblivious to it because they were trying to shield their eyes from the light; only Lazarus was able to read his expression.

  Onyx smiled pushing the ring forward with a force, making rhythms of magic. The ring entered the pool of blood where Hunter lay, and immediately, everywhere became calm. Onyx stopped his incantation, as they all patiently waited for Hunter to come out. But nothing happened

  “I will check him out,” Lazarus muttered, but before he could get to the tub, Hunter’s eyes flipped open as he stood to his own glory. Lights shone around him, making his skin glow like that of a god; a fierce snake tattoo appeared on his back, painted with golden color. His sapphire eyes changed to a golden color with green circles around it

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  “Oh my mother goddess, my king is now a god,” Queen Thana said, bowing to the ground

  “Bow down, yea fellows, to the new god of Vampic Fall” Onyx hallowed as the whole elders bowed to their knees. Lazarus didn’t move at first until Onyx glared at him; he shifted a step backward and bowed.

  The light went off, but Hunter’s skin still glows. He smirked, cracking his neck, as he stared at the ring on his finger, he could feel its power swimming in his blood.

  “Huhnnmm” He heaves a sigh, before stepping out of the tub

  “One is down; I need the next.” he paused and stared at everyone; his voice had also changed; it screamed power.

  “The Ring of Enchante is down, now…I need the book,” He stated; as Lazarus was forced to look up, he felt his blood boiling with fury.

  “I know where to get it, my lord,” Onyx spoke out, letting out a wicked smile, but before Hunter could reply to him, a guard ran in, kneeling on his knees.

  “My lord…I’m sorry for barging in, but you have a messenger from Ricadua, and he seeks your presence in the palace” he stated.

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  Palace~~

  Hunter walked into his room alongside his personal guard. He was feeling uneasy, and just then, his wife, queen of Vampic Fall, Amber, stepped in, looking as beautiful as ever.

  “My king..” She greeted, but gasped on seeing his face and skin

  “What happened?” She asked, walking closer to touch him; Hunter was already lost staring at her sexy body, but he had something else in mind. He wouldn’t f**k his wife in the condition that he is else he will end up destroying her legs

  “You are looking more handsome,” She said and kissed him, but he cuts it off abruptly. The guard was forced to turn, not wanting to witness their romance

  “What’s wrong, darling…I need you” She whispered seductively

  “No Amber…I’m, also h0rny, but we can’t have it, I need a slut to f**k” He stated, as her eyes went wide in shock

  “What the hell do you need a slut for when I’m here” She yelled in a rage

  “You won’t understand, dearie, please get out for now, get me a slut guard” he placed his command as the guard head out

  “You are really joking right now, Hunter, choosing a slut over your wife?”

  “Do you want your legs to get destroyed?” he snapped

  “As far as it is my husband that made it destroyed”

  “No…” Hunter muttered and just the guard came in with a sexy looking young girl. Her dress alone shows her profession. Amber could be seen boiling with rage; she attempted to slap the girl and chase her out, but the guard stopped her. After getting a signal from the king, he dragged her out

  “No…leave me alone, you bastard…get out of this room, you slut… argh,” Amber screamed as she watched Hunter push the girl onto the bed, bringing out his rooster. He couldn’t wait to pour out the surging power into the young girl, which might take her life, but he care less, he drove it into her tiny hole, giving it a heavy thrust.

  The guard managed to drag Amber out, as she landed a slap across his face, gritting in fury.

  Her maid ran towards her

  “My Queen”

  “Shut up” she fumed

  “My Queen, your….”

  She slapped the maid with her backhand, giving her scars from the rings she wore on her fingers. The maid winces in pain as blood tickles out of her cheek. The guard standing behind glared softly at Amber, then walked toward the maid to help her up. She is his sister.

  Amber was still filled with rage; she had slapped two siblings out of anger, and one was in pain. But the pain she felt in her heart is more; it gives her more headache as she hears the scream the sluts make from the King’s Chambers. She scoffs hard, walking back to her chambers.