Astaroth Blue Exorcist Novels & Stories

I watched him closely, searching for any clue. "Well, that was certainly unexpected," Astaroth muttered, his eyes flashing a deep, unsettling red. He seemed to lose himself in his own thoughts, his expression flickering between anger and excitement. His lips curled into a sneer one moment, then stretched into a grin the next. What the hell is going on with him? Sensing an opportunity, I glanced around the room, hoping to find something—anything—that could help me turn the tables.

That poison gave him immense strength since the day she died. He is taking the help of dark magic and that poison to make himself strong. The day is near when he can defeat anyone in the world, even Darius Atticus. The King of the shutter and Theodora's demon lover. Assorthan has gathered the powers of Ornan through his offerings. The demon who was a brother to Azzazal was greedy and jealous. Over the years, he offered so many Life's to him, but he never accepted any of those. Instead, he absorbed that demon's power. Assorthan gathered that power in a glass jar. There will come an event called Blue Moon in every 100 years. It will occur in the next 6 months.

The girl sat right in front of him tucking her hair behind her ear. “My name is Astray Hana. I serve as the head sister of this orphanage under the protection of the Temple of the Twin moons.” She glances at him again. "Astaroth, High Glaive lord of the Iron blood lotus at your service Lady Astray." Astaroth smiled. Astaroth’s Red horns gleaned with the sunlight despite his crimson eyes reflecting like that of a diamond. The two conversed for hours on end as if time was nothing more than an illusion for them they could only see each other and nothing more.

words stated furiously. Ox, eyes widened. His knife was already thrown away far from him. He then stand up with that still smile on his face while wiping the small amount of blood on his lips. “A person who wears a mournful dress, and always in a dark blue cloak. Mystic butterfly that always follow him around. More so, the extremely intimidating aura that will make you hallucinate your own death — the Blue Devil. So, you are our honorable guest, Mr. Aoi Akuma of the Dark Moon." “If you know then, back off!” voice was so chilly deep and very threatening.

“That is a conversation you must have with your wolf. Astaroth was never meant to be. He was sent as a last effort by the moon goddess, to free her from the god of the underworld. His name is not important, he was sent as a protector. As you are a protector, so is he. Both of you sent to protect the chosen one and more importantly what she carries.” “I don’t understand.” I scrunch my face up and furrow my brows, taking a moment to think. I know Odeia speaks in riddles. Both Kellen and Lamia have told me this. They also feel she has lied or at least twisted the truth. “The chosen one gave you a gift Beta. The day she bit you and gave you her blood, she mapped out your future role in her fate.

Light flashed on the surface he had stood on. Arth watched in amazement as a large snowflake symbol flashed and glowed on the floor. “What is this … power?” “Wrath of the Blue Dragon,” General Edric called. The snowflake he stood on flashed once again, but this time, blasting out a blue beam above, devouring him with intense light energies.

“Don’t! No! David, please don’t kill me. The grandmasters of my family are also Ancestral Deities. You can’t kill me! You can’t kill me!” After David finished speaking, the Divine Power in his body exploded despite Blue begging him for mercy. With a terrified expression, Blue turned into ashes and disappeared. Now that David had gained real strength, he had reached the terrifying partial Overlord Realm. So, killing a mere Pre-Deity was like crushing an ant. The crowd stared blankly at David. Blue, so arrogant just now saying that he wanted to crush the entire Star Kingdom, has died just like this? Master David crushed him like an ant.

Days had passed since the forming of our little crew of abnormals. Witches, vampires, wolves, and a human attendant… I wasn’t sure what else to call us. After the day Oceanus spontaneously combusted right in front of me, I’d been working on my magic with Aziria, Azrael and Aries. Those three, serious and in the training ring, were something else. They’d pushed me further than I thought imaginable, far beyond my limits.

The Stellar Navigator hovered at her left shoulder, projecting a massive, three-dimensional array of data, while her jade brush danced in her right hand, trailing ribbons of liquid golden light. She hadn't just drawn a shield; she had painted a Nine-Heavens Absolute Defense Seal directly onto the sub-space fabric. "You think you can just march up to my mountain and threaten my King?" Scarlett’s voice was as cold as the Wastes, laced with the ancient, unyielding authority of a Sovereign Exorcist. "Scarlett, its armor absorbs kinetic energy!" Caleb yelled over the roar of the clashing energies, his silver eyes fixed on the Herald. "Physical attacks just feed it!"

Lillian shot him an angry stare, her eyes now completely white exactly like how Lyra’s would be when ever Indie was in her body, only that Lillian’s eyes did not glow. “Who is this person that wants to take over Astaroth?” Xanth asked, he was still level headed unlike Ryder, although he too was really very mad about what she had just revealed to them. She relaxed and brought her attention back on the glass ball. “It is a man you know all too well. A man you are really close to. A man…” She paused and lifted her eyes to Ryder, flashing him a sinister smile. “A man like a general.” She smirked. “Ring any bells in your head? Lord of Astaroth?”