Novel & Cerita Crystal Breathing Demon Slayer

Edzar's father. Ariesta Collison is a beautiful princess with a unique face. It stands at 170cm, the figure most women dream of, weighing just 48kg this month due to post-traumatic stress. Her exotic yellow skin has become even more pale since he's been living like a vampire for months. Sunscreen. It still hums from its thick lips.

Crystal bowed as a sign of respect before walking out on him. "Twerp" Red bellowed as he stood up from his seat and was about walking out. "What did you just call me?" She hurriedly grabbed his hand as she inquired while looking into his eyes. "Get your infected hand off me silly" Red reacted to her actions. "Oh no you didn't just say that!!"Crystal spoke out. "And what if I did Twerp??" he mocked as he stocked out his tongue to her face. Crystal who was angry grabbed his hair and dragged it like she was going to make him hairless.

I heard Kratos snarl in alarm, but even his voice was growing faint. “Adrian?” Crystal’s voice was urgent and closer now. She slid off the bed, her bare feet soundless against the floor as she rushed to me. I was on my side before I knew it, breath coming in huffs and puffs. She crouched over me, her hair falling forward, brushing my cheek. Her eyes, Goddess, those eyes I finally saw, were wide with fear and something else I couldn’t name. “I need to get someone...” she began, moving to stand.

I tried to breathe but the bastard had its entire weight on my body, crushing my ribs and digging its claws into my arm. Snarling, I placed the palm of my hand on the ground. The runes on my arm burned red as the earth began to rumble. I turned to the demon and smiled as chains erupted from the ground. They shot through the monster's flesh, severing through its body fat and slicing off one of its breasts. I closed my eyes as a rain of flesh and vile blood rained down on me. I was going to need another fucking bath. I rolled onto my feet, my breath ragged as I scanned for the last monster. “Thrakos," I called as more chains curled out of my runes. "What the fuck are these–"

His eyes were as dark as an abyss and was surrounded by vertical pupils, a hallmark of a demonkind. But it was the alpha mark on his left cheek bone, a crimson-tinted signil that confirmed what he was. A demon alpha. Ziva instantly retreated into me and I gasped. He had a struggling human wrapped around his fist. The human's face contorted in terror, eyes bulging, and mouth agape in a terrific scream, but the demon alpha didn't budge. Didn't even bat an eyelash when the human threw a spittle on his face. And then as if the roles were suddenly reversed, his mouth descended upon the human’s.

"Human... how are you..." Lucien Desrosiers, the Demon King of the dark court, took one stunned step back. The noise behind him died at once. The hall was packed with elders, guards, and newly chosen sacrificial consorts, yet everyone seemed to forget how to breathe. Someone whispered, "She is not afraid of him? The Demon King's whole body carries the lust-curse. Any woman who gets too close starts collapsing within three seconds. Why is she fine?"

No doubt that she has something against Chloe. Crystal Element was one of the tertiary magic that was fused by three or more of the main and secondary elements. It's not as lethal as the Metal or Ice but it upholds the reputation of being one of the flexible and dangerous magic in Demetrius when used offensively. Vivien Li has been known as wielder of such. Lucian smiled as he saw Chloe in her hooded cloak, walking out of the dark entrance and into the battlefield. But it paled in comparison with a Blood Star.

The kid trembled, his face pale as milk, the crystal’s glow reflecting in his wide eyes like trapped fire. “P-please,” he stammered, his voice cracking, hands shaking as he thrust the crystal forward. “Take it. Just… don’t hurt me.” Solana’s aura pressed down, invisible but crushing, her chocolate skin gleaming with sweat, her tank top clinging as she snatched the crystal without a word. The Beta collapsed against a crate, gasping like a fish on dry land, his blonde hair plastered to his forehead.

Moonlight slanted through the jagged crack in the cavern’s stone roof, illuminating the cratered floor in ghostly silver. Nyra’s breaths came fast and shallow as she stepped across puddles of stagnant water, her boots echoing against the cavern walls. Each footfall carried the weight of her terror and determination, she would do anything to save Caelum and their unborn child, even if it meant bargaining with a demon.

What he was really interested in was the beautiful maiden lying there on the bed. She was beautifully dressed in silver white clothing and had an extremely fair skin with white hair that almost covered the whole bed. But what intrigued him the most was that she had wings. He bent down and took a closer look. He pierce into her soul and noticed something odd. She was alive but had no soul. Then he remembered the crystal above in the garden. 'Maybe that is her soul' he took her in his arms and carried her out. The light sprites closed the door as he got out of the room and followed him out. He was being welcome. For some reason the sprites had decided to place their trust in him. But it was mo