Custom Made Demon King Mtl Novels & Stories

Kyros snarled. Placing the magazine in her hands on the table, cupping her hands to the sides of her lips Esmeray whisper yelled at the Demon King from across the table. "His ugly balls. I have them preserved in a glass jar as a souvenir. I like to stare at them while drinking demon brew. It calms my nerves. Gives me peace." The Demon King's face turned an ugly shade of red at her admission. Involuntary laughter erupted among the armies the Monarchs had bought along them. With their supernatural hearing, everyone had heard Esmeray clearly.

A mixture of sulfur, rot, and death. And then there was King Lezdeus. If the way that the demons submitted to him was not a neon sign, then that crown would be. He stood across from us. A smug smirk firmly planted on his large red lips. ‘Do demons get collagen injections?’ Creed asked, zeroed in on them. My lips twitched, but I was able to control myself before I grinned at the demon king. I wouldn’t want to give him the wrong impression or anything. I was just as curious as Creed now. Perhaps I’d ask Storm once we kicked their asses back to where they came from.

Some warriors tried to dodge the flying blades and arrows, but they couldn't stop it from bruising them. King Warrick got furious and stood straight. "Let me handle it." he spoke angrily, then the wind blew furiously. Everyone stepped backwards but still careful not to step in the traps. Slowly, the King of the Demon transformed into his demon form. He's a huge demon with two big horns in its forehead and a tail. A dark aura surrounded the King, which absorbed the energy from the dead warriors around the forest. The Demon King is now 35 feet tall. He's now a giant and his face darkened when he saw the commotion in the fifth mountain. He's surprised to see a lot of beasts fighting with their

Both looked at me with disgust, but I didn't care. The king wouldn't be able to take his eyes off me. "My King." I seductively said. He was mine tonight. I was going to be the first human to seduce a demon king. Instead of waiting for an answer, I climbed on top of the table. King Mammon eyed me before filling up his glass. King Satan was carving his name into a demon woman, who cried out in pain.

I asked. His face hardened and his eyes darkened, as if he did not like the idea, “Every world has a leader, just like every pack has an Alpha. The underworld has its king too.” “A King? Like the devil with the horns?” He hummed, “We don’t call him that there. It is something the humans created. We call him the Demon King.” “Oh, I see. So…are you like, going to make a deal with him?” He sighed, “Unfortunately, I have to. He has the power to do what I explained earlier.”

The queen introduced himself. Mercy smiled at her; she was friendly. “A pleasure to meet you, queen Laura, I am Luna Mercy of the Black Moon pack and mother of Luka the demon king.” Mercy introduced herself but the part of calling her son the demon king did not sit well with her. But it seemed that on these parts, her son was known as the demon king, she did not know if that is how he introduced himself or how the people know somehow.

High above, silhouetted against the winter moon, was a figure draped in obsidian armor, riding a creature made of living smoke and fire. ​Kael’s face went pale. "Father." ​The Demon King had arrived. And he hadn't come for a parley.

He growled softly, trying to stay calm but at the same time wishing he could just force the demon to do what he wanted without having to pay for it. “Because you can’t make a deal of that calibre on behalf of someone. If your people want it, they will each have to come and see me themselves.” The demon’s eyes flashed with fire. “Now, before you go and order all of them to do it, I need to warn you. They have to give payment of their own free will. If you order them to do it, the deal won’t happen.” The demon gave the king one last look before turning around and disappearing into nothingness.

It was called the Devourer, also a Tier 6 existence. “RROOOOAAARRRR!!!..”. Amidst the discussion of the demons and Undeads, another Demons made it’s entrance, this time it was a Manticore, so large that it was at least the sized of of a 10 tons lorry, it immediately roar upon it’s touchdown giving at me with a predatory eyes. As if I was it’s lunch, naturally such intimidating gaze doesn’t works on me. Then one after another, another 2 Undeads a Lich, and a Skeleton King, followed by 3 demons, one a High Imp, A Green Skinned Witch and a Black Dragon arrived, all were circling me.

Lord Phantom was also known as the Demon King. The Demon King was the name he gave himself, while people in the underworld addressed him as Lord Phantom. That was because he always wore a long shirt and had rosary beads in his hand. He also wore a mask, covering half of his face. Whenever he appeared, he was always smiling. Nevertheless, no one knew what he actually looked like. Could it be Benjamin? Was he the man who single-handedly founded the terrifying Regalia?