Novel & Cerita Arcane Demacia

--- K Whatever NEXT ARC: Leng, The Garden Master UPCOMING TITLE: Eliminate The Emperor's Crown

He went back to his seat where his son was already sitting and pat his sons back with a wide smile. The third demon lord cleared his throat. “I too am happy that you are back with your family, lady Vastria. I am Lord Almas of Thorzan. Here is my daughter Arnenas Thorzan.” Arnenas stood up and gave Vastria a hug as she spoke. “It is a pleasure meeting you.” Vastria was taken aback from the random hug from a stranger, but she returned the hug. “It is nice meeting you as well lady Arnenas.” She smiled and looked between Vastria and Remus with a nod before returning to her chair.

Smoke covered the entire place, and the fight below had stopped to save themselves from the explosion. Damona smirked and stopped in her tracks. She fluttered her eyes open with two distinct colors shined—silvery red on the left and golden purple on the right. Everything about her screamed death and ominous. It's her power as one of the chosen Goddess of the Demon Clan. She flapped her wings with full force and an enormous magic circle appeared, separating her and King Warrick from everyone.

"Alpha death. Luna blood. Mass sacrifice. I have everything I need." The platform was soaked with blood from the fallen warriors. Death magic hung heavy in the air. Arlene smashed the vials. Damoew's stasis-blood poured out, mixing with the fresh death. Dark magic erupted. Darker than before. Stronger. The ground beneath the platform cracked open. And from below, ancient power answered. The Lycan Vault was opening.

Kirou was surprised at the question for a moment but spoke up regardless, "I became acquainted with another recruit that lacked a weapon. His class is that of Arcane Summoner and all of his skills are weapon locked. I agreed to help make one for him to ease some of his burdens since he's practically struggling at the moment. Why, is something the matter, Senior?" Bladesmith looked between Kirou and the medallion before releasing a sigh at his words. It seems that both his and Bladesmith's paranoia was unfounded. Bladesmith then explained to Kirou his and Old Wolf's worry. Apparently, the medallion is a weapon that's popular among demons as well for sealing the souls of people they fight. The

“The other realms retreated when Thorne pulled back. But they’ll be back. They saw what Aria can do now.” Darius stood up, putting himself between Kade and us. “Did you see what she did, Kade? She’s a baby. And they want to use her as a weapon.” “I know,” Kade said. “That’s why I stayed and fought. That’s why I’m telling you this now: the Arcane Council isn’t done. Thorne escaped. And he’s going to tell every realm exactly what he saw in that vault.” I stood up, Aria still in my arms. “Then we prepare. We fortify. We train.”

“It’s not a demon. It’s not a god.” His eyes narrowed. “Then what?” “A remnant,” she said. “An ancient consciousness bound to the Crown to stabilize early magic in the realm. It feeds on imbalance. On fractures.” “And right now?” Damien pressed. She didn’t hesitate. “Right now the realm is cracking.” Inside the war chamber, tension snapped when Aria announced her decision. “You can’t be serious,” Lord Veyrin said, color draining from his face. “You would walk into a ritual site guarded by zealots?”

it’s like he wants to kill me. Is he still the Jared I meet? He suddenly changes right now, I don’t know him anymore. I was surprised when he quickly approached me and stabbed me in the heart. I felt pain. Not because of the stab, but because of him. I can’t believe that he could do this to me... I could feel the tears dripping from my eyes as we stared at each other. Anger was the only thing I could see in his eyes. “Just die Eunice, I don’t want to see your face again! A demon like you deserves to die! Oh, happy 18th birthday. I hope you’ll see Satan in hell.” He smiled, it was like he was happy seeing me like this.

From my calculations, not every account has been locked inside the game, but there are too many now. For the next hour, I paced around the room, unable to stay in one spot for long. Neither Luka nor Jake was able to access the server completely, as an outside force was blocking them. It was obvious Arcane Realm had been hacked, and their skills rivaled Luka’s and Jake’s combined effort.

"Go to Aunt Cleo!" Aqua's heart pounded in her chest as she stumbled towards the door, her legs shaking with fear. She glanced back to see her parents fighting valiantly, their magic clashing with the dark energy of their attackers. Milak's elemental fury and Zara's healing light intertwined in a beautiful yet tragic dance of power and sacrifice. But it wasn't enough. Milak fell first, a blast of dark energy striking him down. Zara's scream of anguish pierced the air as she knelt beside him, her light flickering and fading. The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares.