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So make sure that you don't appear before him or else you will face dire consequences, Luna Doreen informs her. I nod timidly as Luna Doreen excuses herself to attend other important issues pertaining to the upcoming event. I skip home happily after hearing that I'm not supposed to attend the festival. I thank the moon goddess for answering my prayers. As she knows in my heart that i really don't want to meet the Demon. Rumors have it that he's very ruthless and wicked but also very handsome. But all the same ,i don't want to meet him and I'm grateful my prayers have been answered.

Chapter 15: Return You wake up every morning to fight the same demons that left you so tired the night before, and that, my love, is bravery. *************** |Verena| "Try that one more time." Nate instructed as he advanced towards me. I aimed a kick to his chest. I wasn't even surprised when he stopped the blow smoothly, his slim fingers wrapped around my ankle as he yanked forward causing me to lose my balance. My body started plummet towards the ground.

I place my arm around her shoulder again and despite her warning earlier, she relaxes into. “It’s Deamartos.” I wait to see if she knows who I’m talking about but she makes not indication that she does.”A demon general spirit lies on this very soil.” Back in the olden days he was a master at war a general who commanded many armies. He won many battles against the human armies. “It is said that when he died they buried him somewhere here in an unmarked grave. He was so harsh and strict his own people didn’t want his corpse anywhere near them.

If I had known they worked for him, I would have listened to that faint voice in my head and ran hard and fast. I knew who he was before I arrived in this country. It was important that lone wolves like Hannah and I learned about the hierarchy of the most powerful packs and who not to cross. He came up on the top of the most feared. Not just in the supernatural world. He ruled the underground world too. A deadly combination of guns and claws. It was rumored that he ripped out hearts if a person just took the wrong breath in his direction. Carmine Moreno or as he was known across all factions— The Demon Wolf.

’ everybody assumed impatiently. Tension of the crowd was aroused in alarm, their hearts raced with unwelcoming anticipation. Finally, a figure emerged from the huge waves as a victor, the sword of Eryndor– Eryndor, exhausted but triumphant, his Conch shell still clutched in his hand.

His talent, like himself, was Sword Enthusiast. He also knew Freya, another lucky player, the first European Emperor in Wild Valley World. Caleb, the top Body Cultivator in Wild Valley World, nicknamed Martial Saint. Seraphina, the top demonic cultivator, recognized by the Lord of the Asura Hall and taken as his disciple, possessed overwhelming demonic techniques and mysterious spiritual skills. Kairos, the top Blade Cultivator. Sebastian knew most of the people here; they were all famous figures in the future.

In the wilderness, it really was the world of demons. "Hey, the demons who just reached the primordial realm dare to show up, really courting death!" A cold snort sounded. Before his voice had died away. A brilliant cyan sword light, like lightning, shot from the back of the young eagle, tearing open the sky. Next moment blood rain was falling in the sky with feather splashing and sad and shrilling cries. Five heavenly hound monsters with the primordial grandmaster's strength were killed by one sword in an instant with no one escaping. The frightening cyan sword light seemed to be a destiny symbol fo the Death. How terrible it was!