The Demon's Bride Chapter 670: Taking Down-III

Elise try to buy some more time for herself. If there was one thing she knew it’s how she was much weaker compared to Apollyon’s power after he had enhanced himself with a black magic. She could feel Ian somewhere near her but he too, was in a fight. Calling him to her place would only put him in a dangerous position. Therefore, Elise decided to take the fight by herself at least until Ian had defeated the person who he is currently in fight. 

Her best option, however, was to kill Apollyon here, right at the very moment. 

Elise saw how whenever she got closer, Apollyon had used a lightning-like dash which was difficult for her to follow and dodge. She had to fight outside the man’s attack range but it was difficult to create distance when Apollyon had shortened the distance any time she had dashed away. Elise braced herself when Apollyon started to attack again and as she try to raise black needles from the ground, Apollyon had soared on the sky, as if expecting this attack from her. 

“You are not different from Ariel!” Apollyon angrily yelled. Elise didn’t have time to entertain his words and ran away to escape but the man pulled her by her hair harshly and dragged her from her position while being suspended on air. “Always wanting the best out of people but always making the wrong choice!”

Elise struggled to release the man’s hand from her hair but her hand couldn’t reach his hand nor touch him. She then smiled, “The wrong choice? On whose eyes? What I believe is that my grandmother had made the right choice by never trusting you again!” And Apollyon who disliked her answer delivered a harsh slap over her cheeks.

A line created over her cheeks and blood begin to flow down.

“What is so good about Hell, Elise?” Apollyon’s voice lowered. “Why did she choose Satan more than me? I was a better choice for her. I can give her anything she wants, the live she would like in Heaven but instead she had betrayed me, betrayed heaven, and go to that wretched man’s place!” 

“Wretched?” Elise furrowed her brows. Apollyon was over himself and thought he was the number one choice for her grandmother. No, to be precise, the man thought he was the one who is always correct, always just, and is always the right choice for anyone. “My grandfather had never once forced my grandmother to live in Hell. She came by her choice. My grandmother loved my grandfather and likewise he had loved her dearly enough that he wasn’t the least scared to save her when you had trapped her with other angels and forced her to come back to Heaven. No one love to be forced by the people around them. You had never once seen her as the person she is, never respected her choice but forcing your views into her.”

Elise had said nothing but truth but truth had never been easy to receive especially to Apollyon who clenched his hand tightly over her hair, causing her scalp to burn in pain. 

Elise hissed in pain, trying to release herself was difficult and she has to find a way as soon as possible as she knew how much disadvantage she was in now. She was in a vulnerable state where an attack from Apollyon would take her life at once. 

“What do you think you know? Satan is the King of Hell. He is one who would use all sly method to make things surrounding him sway according to him. What makes you believe Ariel had followed him obediently? She was passed under his magic. He had poisoned her mind!” Apollyon continue to speak as if to convince her that the person at fault wasn’t him. It angered Elise how the man continue to blame others without seeing his own mistake. 

“I know now one thing about you, Apollyon,” Elise then said, and the man’s eyes narrowed at her. She clenched her hand together as she glared back at Apollyon, “You are a coward, a cry baby, and a hypocrite. You are a control freak who would panic when things or people don’t go the way you predicted them. Why? Because deep down you are just one large scaredy cat!” 

Apollyon didn’t receive well the words that Elise had yelled at him. He raised his hand, wanting to stab her by the stomach so he wouldn’t kill her directly but to make her suffer until she finally release her last breaths. But Elise had another thought in her mind as she had turned Jett into a blade and ran it across her hair, cutting her hair short.

Her action came unpredictable to Apollyon as she had roused his anger to the point where he is blinded by his emotions. Taking the moment if inactiveness Elise had turned back to pierced his heart using her both hand to his chest. Apollyon had put his hand together to repel her attack using his magic. 

“You wouldn’t win me, Elise. You will never!” Howled Apollyon. 

Elise didn’t pay heed to his words of proclamation. She focused all her energy and her power to push the dagger forward, knowing that this is her only chance for her to kill him. Elise then forgot how close she was to Apollyon and the danger that comes with it. She saw the large burst of energy that Apollyon had accumulated and closed her eyes tightly to brace for the upcoming attack.

Her hand that felt cold all of a sudden turn warm as another hand placed over hers. “Sorry I came late,” Ian’s voice was akin to bell from Heaven. 

Elise blue eyes glistened when she looks at his face beside her. She could see how his eyes were deeper in red color and how his horns had made an appearance. There was one large wound on his chest by the large amount of blood splatter across his chest but he didn’t seemed to be fazed by it. 

“H..How?” Apollyon screamed in shock. He then looked past behind Ian, seeing how Caleb was gone from the world. “That’s not possible.”

“Yes maybe to you. But to us, nothing is impossible,” Ian hold Elise’s hand together and used his feet to push his entire body forward. “Let’s not meet again, bastard.”