Black Clover Demon Novels & Stories

Better than most for his lifetime of living it. He rode Delcourt behind her. Ushering her back to the Blue Lark like some prison convoy. She looks a captive. Heartbroken and crying. Like I’m the worst kind of beast. For saving her life. He swallowed his regret. Knowing he couldn’t have done any differently. *** Peak Mountains, Black Mountains, Battling Border CHAVIAS “Demon!” Chavias called. “Demon…” He strung out the word in a triumphant tone. Okine, the demon’s Commander, stepped into his view instead. “What slave want.”

‘A demon…’ He muttered as he finally recognized what that thing was. Not a monster, not a boss— that thing is surely not a human at all. A pair of red orbs, a figure that can defy any form, it was indeed a demon. Lurking in the underworld… feeding their souls with greed and anger is how they gain power. “Brother Clad? Are you alright? ” Surprised as Alex touches his shoulder, if not for him doing so, he would not know what else would have ever happened.

The Earl shrieked in wonder, "You call her a maiden! She is no maiden. She's a thief! A mercenary, unbelievable thief!" He continued barking while he walked backwards away from them, "She handed her drink to the Earl of Vetcom, said things too daring for any normal Scottish woman and stole food. You would not call such person a mai…" He found himself staggering suddenly, noticing he was just at the edge of a ditch, one he didn't notice because he was too busy shouting. While he found himself falling into it, a hand quickly gripped around his hard and tight. Gently, that same hand pulled him up, straight back to his balance. And it was the devil herself.

Only because he is a fallen angel, everything is full of sad … But that fallen angel had one chance in life that she was given. The roots of the law controversy go all the way back to the fallen angel, Lucifer. He became a corrupt shadow of his former self - a fallen angel trusted neither by Heaven nor Hell. Demon awaiting the Fallen Angel Shaher's revival was killed in battle at the Hall of Corruption by Alphonse. While not a Fallen Angel in the formal sense, it's depressed price relative to the growing fundamental case for silver makes it worth considering.

I had to move fast. I turned through the pages of the spell book with shaky hands until I finally settled on what I was searching for. “Thrakos, Demon of the Underworld, Lord of Hell,” I whispered, my fingers tracing the forbidden verse. “He who commands the forbidden flames of the devil's domain,” my voice grew louder, desperation etched in my eyes, "I call thee, Thrakos. I summon thee to the mortal realm. Kneel before–” The sound of thunder cracking cut me short before I could complete my words. The ground began to rumble and the circle I had engraved on the ground expanded outwards as dark smoke clouded the entire place.

As I had asked, the shadow demon was still there, lurking in the corner. "Alright, let's do this," I said, walking over to him. Taking the needle out of the packaging, I glanced back at Daunte and smiled before turning my attention back to the shadow demon. "I free you from my bonds," I said as I drove the needle into my hand deep enough to allow enough blood to spew. The moment I did, the demon hovered around me, creating a black cloud-like blanket, and wrapped himself around me. I could feel the wind blowing before he whispered,

The elite troops drank dragon potions forcefully to the three sorcerers, and immediately their bodies convulsed in pain and emitted a purplish-black aura from their bodies. “I recognize this purplish black aura. The smell is very distinctive, the smell of demons. I've seen the same aura from the Warlock currently disguised as the king of the Fortis kingdom. You won't escape," said Radcliff, grinning with an extremely oppressive aura. “Don't be arrogant, Radcliff! You can't fight a demon’s son! The dragons had long since died at the hands of the Warlock. Your annihilation is imminent,” said one of the black sorcerers who was caught trying to bluff.

CHAPTER 2: Emperor of Heaven. In a grave, tenebrous area of the Cildreth Demon Realm, flocks of terrifying nimbocumulus clouds are embracing the daytime sky. It devoured the sun and roaring storms of thunder and lightning broke the silence covering the entire surrounding. The sky is drowning in an ablazing anger and released into the realm of demons. Amidst this scene is a vicious beast who is ready to spread malice in the realm. Bloodlust is very much evident in his serpentine eyes while the glory of his claws are fully displayed. He is indeed a monster ready to snap his talon like fangs. He is lusting for chaos, and is craving for an immense amount of carnage.

“Seems like you’re forgetting the impact of the Allister brothers. One click of their fingers, and they could have everyone on the battlefield asleep. Theo overheard Ryker’s conversation with Ozark. Guess the new enemy I have made without ever meeting this said person in my life?” Rozol’s face twisted into a frown. “A lair leader?” I knew why he said that. It wasn’t unheard of that demons started fights amongst themselves for little to no reason. I chuckled bitterly. If only my problem were that easy. “Even better. Draven. Wanna know the icing on my already fucked up cake? The Brothers of Doom are alive.” I picked up a whiskey bottle from my desk, unscrewing the cap before tipping the bottle

I stood up and clenched my fist. “Exoneratio!” I exclaimed then red runes appeared and danced around my body. My heart was throbbing so fast. I gasped for an air, catching for my breath. Black smoke came out from my body and it was slowly forming into a figure of a demon with twinkling red eyes. He’s showing up his true demon form. He has many horns surrounding his head, forming like a crown. He has a long right hand with long sharp claws made of steel. All fingers in his left hand are wearing gold rings shining brightly. “D*mn it! What are they planning to do?” I heard Vela cursed. Goddess Lumia is trying to hold her back. She is just buying us time.