Novel & Cerita Black Clover Strongest Devil

Cassien was just as tall as the Devil, physically they were equally matched, Cassien did not spare even a morsel of fear for the Devil and his fearless spirit and the Devil's boiling hot temper, provided a perfect, fertile ground for the germination of grisly, bloody war. I prayed endlessly for a distraction to usher itself in and disseminate the suffocating animosity because I could not do anything to keep them from fighting. The Devil clenched his jaw, looking extremely sexy as he hewed Cassien to pieces with the most mordant glare. His eyes were a deep red, monster mode was on and that incited the least sensible reaction out of me. It was a pleasure to watch him in his deadliest state, ju

And the rope on my neck broke immediately. I heard Kleyphon grumble something, but I was already rising, with hatred, fire and blood swirling in my eyes, and even before I looked at the archangel I already knew that it didn't seem human at all with the magic of the seven hells running through my veins and emanating from my own skin. I raised my hand to the window, and the black cloud that was already a few meters away from the ground was pushed back at full speed, with those heavenly dogs back to heaven by my own infernal power.

They were unaware of my identity, their memories and mine diverging as swiftly as a river branching into separate tributaries. Emilio Vargas, the leader of the Black Shadow, exuded authority as he entered first. His piercing eyes were like twin obsidian orbs that took in every detail of the room. I knew him as the puppeteer, the mastermind behind the cartel's operations. I had fantasized about taking him down, but nothing seemed to stick on them; they had paid puppets in every step.

He didn't even show his true colors as the heirloom of two Gods and one of the strongest former demon lords in hell. "Anala Sword; holy flame technique!" BURN!

“But be warned, Eldrick. A deal with the devil rarely ends as expected.” Meanwhile, back in her chambers, Hazel paced, her mind a whirlwind of disbelief. The news of her impending marriage to a man known as “the Devil King” had spread faster than wildfire. Her closest companion, Evelyn, stood by the door, her arms crossed and an amused smile quirking her lips. “So,” Evelyn said, tilting her head with a smirk. “How does it feel to be betrothed to the most fearsome man in the kingdom?” Hazel shot her a glare, though a laugh escaped her lips despite herself. “Fearsome is an understatement, Evelyn. They say he’s ruthless and heartless. Do you know what they call him? The Devil King!”

Moments later, the souls of the wolves began to escape from Claire’s mouth. “UNDERGROUND DEVIL, YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH THOSE SOULS! HELP!” the dark witch shouted at the devil. Without wasting a moment, the devil responded with a crack from below, uttering something inaudible as the souls vanished into the earth. With the souls gone, the twins were instructed to chant the spell that would restore Claire’s light powers and strengthen them. They complied, and a brilliant white light enveloped us, forcing us to close our eyes. Cough.