Forever Destined to the Silver Shadow-Chapter 236: The wrath of the Angelic Demon

Celestia’s POV:

I winced in pain when the creature of lust, which was now in the form of a woman, pulled me up from the ground by grabbing my hair. It is useless to plead with them now; they are definitely not going to let me go.

I don’t deserve this; there must be something I can do to save myself now. But all my optimism shattered when the creature grabbed the neckline of my robe. I let out a whimper when he was about to rip off my fabric.

"Please... I am begging you...." I cried out, to which the creature just chuckled wickedly.

But he wasn’t able to rip off the fabric no matter how hard he tried. Even I was surprised by the strength of my fabric. He tightened his grip on my golden locks and made me scream even more.

"Why is this not coming off?" he shouted in my ear. "Are you doing something to hold it together?! If you don’t let me undress you now, then I am going to remove your pale skin too along with your pretty robe—"

I didn’t know which was worse; him trying to disrobe me or the pain of my hair getting pulled. I just closed my eyes again and prayed for a miracle to happen.

"Anakin, I have the sword of that Mage girl. Let us just tear her robe with that—"

I jolted my eyes open in horror when I heard the suggestion of that creature. Then the other Incubus moved near me with an evil grin on his lips while carrying the sword of Ember.

I let out of scream when he moved the blade near my neck. Then he slid the cool blade under the neckline of my robe—and this time, the fabric got ripped. I instinctively held the torn fabric to cover myself from getting revealed.

The creatures started to laugh after that, especially the one who was before me. But his laughter stopped when a pair of sturdy hands grabbed his throat. The sturdy hands squeezed his throat and made the creature choke.

After that, the Incubus who was holding my hair released me and moved a step behind me. I was stunned when I looked and saw the brown-haired man who was grabbing his throat.

He was taller and more gorgeous than all the Incubus around me. He had silvery white wings of an Angel—but his eyes were blazing red like that of a demon.

"How....dare.... you.... hurt.... the Dawn....?" he roared like a fierce manticore.

The creature was struggling under his firm grip. He tried to say something, but it was too late for him. Fiery red flames came out of his hand and burnt the creature’s throat.

Soon the light left the creature’s eyes, and his body became immovable. When the Angelic Demon dropped the creature’s limp body on the ground, its head got detached from its burnt neck.

I was utterly dazed! I have never seen anything more horrific than this. Even after the creature was dead, the wrath of the Angelic Demon didn’t lessen. With his blazing red eyes, he turned to the three other creatures who were behind him.

"Guys, stay back! He is the Anti-Angel. We don’t stand a chance against him," one of them shouted out.

"Let us surrender to him," the other one said.

The three creatures knelt before the Angelic Demon and bowed their heads. "Please forgive us! We will never try to harm the Dawn again...."

But the Angelic Demon was not convinced by their words. He grabbed the hair of the Incubus who was in the center and fixed his fiery stare at him. "Did you think of harming the Dawn?"

"Yes, but we didn’t do that yet. So please let me go—"

His reply angered the Angelic Demon even more. Red flames came out of his hand again, and this time, the creature’s hair got fired up.

"No one is supposed to even think of harming the Dawn! She belongs to me, and if someone tries to take away that is mine, then I will eradicate that felon—"

The creature cried out in excruciating pain as his whole head got caught up in red flames. This is so much more horrifying than the last one!

The creature didn’t perish immediately like the last one. It fell down on the ground, and it tried to put off the fire that was now spreading to his whole body—by rolling around the ground.

But the firey red flames never died. The more he tried to put them off, the more it got instigated. The flames went off only after the creature was entirely burnt.

Now there were only three of them alive. One was standing behind me, and the other two were still kneeling before the Anti-Angel, hoping that they would get some mercy.

"I never even thought of hurting the Dawn. It was the idea of Prince Anakin! He forced us to come here—"

"Yes, that is true," another Incubus said. "Prince Anakin is the felon here. He made us do this. We are not felons—"

The Anti-Angel glanced down at both of them and said, "Prince Anakin might have forced you both, but you two listened to him, didn’t you?"

"Yes... I mean... no...." the creature stammered. "But we had no idea what we were dealing with. If I had known that the Dawn belongs to the Anti-Angel, then we would have never come near the Dawn—"

"Yes... Yes... We had no idea that she is the Dawn," the other one said.

"Liars....," the Anti-Angel roared. "How dare you two lie to me now, even after knowing that your deaths have become certain?"

He then bent down and grabbed both of their necks at once. "You two deserve to die as you both tried to harm the Dawn and lied to about it—"

Both the creature’s necks got burnt with red flames. But they didn’t suffer much as the last one did; they died soon.

Now only one of them is alive—and it is none other than the one who pulled my hair and tried to rip off my fabric.

"He did.... what?!" the Anti-Angel roared after he read my last thought.