Army Of Darkness Novels & Stories

He's the human lord in charge of the western empire. "We all know that," Prince Jath replied.Lord matthew's son. "They're saying you have feelings for her my lord," Lady Mary said. She was also present in the meeting. "Are you all done?" Vador asked raising his brows."have no time for boring talks,shouldn't we be talking of how to stop the dark witches. I'm the dark lord and I decided to let Ava stay in the royal house,my royal house." "You cannot change a law that has been existing before you were born lord," Alanis said. He was a vampire elder who was over a thousand year.

Willow whispered. "Henrietta, it's nice to see you again. Though you were not a good guest the last time," Lothaire tsked, mocking her. He held her using his shadows and made her kneel. The shadows are his silent soldiers. "Why did you do it?" "Why do you think so? Power," Henrietta said her Lips moving with difficulty. "Why are you building a rogue army?" Willow asked from behind him. The mage spewed venom with her eyes but kept her mouth shut.

"I have already ordered the troops of the Area to prepare for battle, and they are standing at the borders of the Area. At this time, the war party of the tribe "Born in darkness" led by the Trust approached the boundaries of the Range, and the trust asked them to stop to tell them: "Remember-spare no one! Let them drown in their blood! - with anger delivered trust, and Battle for Areal began: every fighter tribe "Born in darkness" destroyed with the help laser weapons in their the hands of warriors tribe " Born under of light." Then with fierce faces of the warriors of the tribe, "Born in darkness" won the temple Area and exulted bloody victory. But in an instant their mood changed dramatic

His eyes were pools of absolute darkness, his sclera was as black as the darkest night, but in the center of that darkness was a point of purple light shining in total darkness. The one on the throne was Zark Ar Zatho, the Dungeon Master and overlord of Damenburg Castle.

Daven’s army had arrived. From atop the fortress wall, Marcus stood like a sentinel, his dark cloak snapping in the breeze, his arms crossed over his chest. His golden eyes scanned the treeline beyond the western ridge where shadows moved—thousands of them. The first wave appeared slowly, emerging from the fog like nightmares given form. Rogues with snarling jaws and matted fur. Warlocks with skeletal markings burned into their skin. Beasts that had once been wolves, now corrupted by forbidden rituals—twisted, monstrous things that didn’t seem to feel pain or fear.

I looked up at Serene and with a nod I turned and ran at lightening speed down the hallway to the sounds of clashing armor. Inside the kings chambers men were swinging their weapons. Vampires extending their claws to remove the threat of the demigods created by Akenos. A war started because I was not his fated. I saw Kha moving through the demigods like a shark through the ocean. Swift and strong. "Kha!" I cried. He turned to me, the confused look furrowing his brows. "Don't! Don't battle Akenos!" I cried. But I was too late. Akenos was making his way forward and he slashed Kha's arm.

Ding Tong was the center of the darkness. Fear, despair, anger, grief, sorrow, madness... In the darkness, all kinds of negative emotions of despair in the depths of human nature suddenly broke out, like a plague, rising in everyone's hearts without any cause. Everything had become gruesome in the darkness. The Black Armored Army all over the sky were beating giant drums and the soldiers were roaring. It looked as if countless demons were dancing wildly and cheering for the arrival of Ding Tong, the Demon King. The masters of the surrounding aristocratic families, sects, and forces all turned pale and were trembling at this sight.

This stranger made him look like a mere schoolboy. He seems to absorb all the darkness in the room and extradite it in the form of pulsing power. The kind that promised to go deep within your mind and expel your darkest secrets. The same power that threatened to rip the skin off your bones if you get too close. And as I stare at him, all the breath leaves me.

The most important thing however, was that this demon’s power wasn’t limited to assassination and regeneration; and the Brotherhood found that out after they killed Fernandez. Before their very eyes, Asmodeus summoned several dark knights and skeleton soldiers, enough to blot out the sky and cover the land - an army of the dead that could not be easily overcome by the living. It was an army summoned form hell, with creatures like Fire Golems among the common solders! This army was different from the Undead creatures roaming the land. The Undead Race were individuals were had thrown life away to embrace death. They had never been to hell before and would never go there willingly. None of them

Chapter sixty six Dracul At first I thought a sort of darkness had encroached the lands, but as we approached getting closer and closer, I realized that they were all men, dressed in armor, that resembled the very blackness of night on a closer look, with magical scouts and it was made known that the influence of Chaos had been far spread among them, drawing heavily on their very essence. The Shadow Army as I'd termed them had incited a deep fear in the once riotously psyched men and women and hushed montones and murmurings sifted it's way through the restless crowd, even the horses neighed in dismay and left to them, they'd have bolted out just like many of the faces. "Sire," Alvarez's voic