Novel & Cerita Asura King

King wiggled his brows at her, “Impressed?” Ivy silently stretched her hand at Zaar to take the snake back, who in turn dumped it on her hand and shuffled backwards like he was burned. After which he wiped the sweat on his forehead while breathing a sigh of relief. ‘Goodness! I touched an Asura snake and survived! Everyone needs to hear this. Everyone!’ Sensing King's eyes on him, he quickly cleared his throat and bowed. “What orders do have for me, my King?”

he said, “but he will return. He tasted blood. He felt the power of his name on Ravenna’s tongue. He will want more. He will come back with a bigger army, a darker hunger.” I looked at my hands. The gold beneath my skin had faded to a faint shimmer, barely visible in the dim light. But the name still burned on my tongue, a coal I could not swallow. Ashur. The king’s true name. The weapon the first wolf had hidden in the bloodline centuries ago. But knowing his name was not enough. I had spoken it, and he had come. He had not been unmade. He had been summoned. There was something missing. A key. A ritual. A sacrifice.

“My Lord I didn’t realize you were here otherwise I would have brought the girls another day to get fitted.” The King turned his head to look at Lazarus, at the same time his eyes were off to the side glancing at Jezzebelle. His hair was well managed and was well past his shoulders. You can certainly tell he was an ancient his ears were pointed and when he spoke he had an accent. According to her father he came from France. He also had frightening fangs. The older you get the more the Bloodthirst takes it toll. The King noticed Jezzebelle was looking at him or more than less was studying him.

Kai stuttered because his appearance looked perfect. Right after that, his presence scattered to the whole Dark Organization's place, so everyone's body within that rage shivered and got their gravity pulled them on the ground. This presence is the same as the King of Slenia, Astrid's father, the King of Kings. But, in his case, he might have a chance of winning against that King. Astrid and Kai, especially General Asva got surprised by how terrifying his presence could be. Therefore, they got kneeled on the ground.

Elder Asher gasped, struggling for breath, his face turning green. “Cat got your tongue?” the King hissed, his voice still deep and vibrating through the hall. No one dared to step forward. Everyone stood frozen, eyes wide with fear. They had just been reminded why he was not only their King but also the Alpha King, strongest of them all. And for Ayla, standing there, she saw both the man who loved her and the King who would burn the world to protect her.

“Also, do not add your blood to this. You don’t know what type of demon you might pull in and trust me you don’t want it to be a higher demon like one of the seven princes of hell.” “Who?” “The seven princes of hell. They’re the ones that holds the deadly sin to humans. There is Lucifer, Azazel, Dagon, Ramiel, Leviathan, Belphegor, and the worse of all is Asmodeus. He’s known for as the prince of lust, but also now the demon king of hell after he took over his father’s thrown.” “I very much doubt that I’ll be able to summon one of them even with my blood.” “It’s time Bianca, and I’m going to need to leave. You do understand everything you need to do?”

I heard Verone whisper and I frowned in confusion when my eyes widened at the sight of one of the dragons rubbing her muzzle against Aiden’s. “It would take more than just you to defeat a royal blood, King Verone” one of the black dragons said looking directly at Verone who shied back “I am King Tyson, king of dragons. Those who believe me dead shall face the consequence of their actions” I stayed quiet as I watched the scene before me. Seeing the dragons assemble around the kingdom’s grounds, in front of the palace, around the fields, the roof, what’s left of it, of the palace. Aiden stood by my side as he kept his eyes on my brother who was trying to escape leaving the dragon in the mercy

Vragenn sat down and leaned towards Aira. “Choose,” the king commanded quietly. - What? - Ira stared at him blankly. - Choose those girls who will be your personal maids and your cattle. These words sounded as if by chance, but Ira seemed to awaken from a dream. - With a cat? I won't drink blood! I will end my worthless life and take your offspring to the demon mother! The yellow eyes flashed with irritation. The collar began to heat up. Ira stared triumphantly at the ugly scars on the king's face.

Hotham asked and looked around. "What do you mean? You didn't see them?" "Who are they, Empaler Aegaeus?" "No, no." And he turned away. "Empaler, here we are," said Filia Matsya. "All right." And they followed into the kingdom hall. "Basileus Kousuke, Empaler Aegaeus is here," said the famulus. "I am coming," replied the king. When Basileus Kousuke came out and saw Empaler Aegaeus was stunned and stared. "Prince Cacao..." he said here.