Demon Beast Novels & Stories

Elroy felt his neck, bothered by Lukas words. "Rank three are called summoners, they are selfish people as I put it, who offer their blood as sacrifice to the spirits of ancient sorceresses or forces of untold realms, in exchange for dark magic, thinking power is everything.” “Don’t let them scare you though, they are not as tough as forces or ancient spirits,” Mira guaranteed. “That's not even reassuring,” Elroy spoke worriedly. "They are even in the rank three realm." “Rank two demons are called Behamolts, they come as children at first then transform into a mighty beast, body of a bull standing on two legs, head of a ram, teeth of a wolf and claws of a bear.”

Appearing before Lavana, although invisible to the enraged beast. “What sort of creature is this?” she was forced to ask her battle assistant. “That is a demon lion and a conscious beast,” “Conscious beast?” Lavana asked in befuddlement as she used her tails to throw the creature backwards by a few meters. It was really heavy, she had to admit. Cephina continued her explanation, “Conscious beasts are very challenging to tame and even harder to kill. I think it’s as strong as a low-ranked sorcerer now that it’s shown its ultimate form,”

"There are indeed Demonic Beasts!" In an instant!

After coming out, it looked up to the sky and let out a long roar that shook the surrounding mountains. "Oh, My God! It's an eighth-level demonic beast, the Earth Bear!" Qin Haodong was shocked. An eighth-level demonic beast was equivalent to the master at the stage of the Grand Completion Realm. As soon as it appeared, it brought a huge threat. If the Little Witch hadn't been able to control this demonic beast, they would have fled as far as possible. At the same time, he was also speechless. This summoner was simply too unreliable. When needed to fight, she would either summon a sheep or a piglet. Now that there was no need to fight, she summoned such a powerful demonic beast.

"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?"

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.

I'll just fart or something instead. I turn the faucet of hot water on the bathtub and throw in some bubble bath solution. While I wait for the bath to fill up, I strip off my shirt, vest, and pants, not to mention my boots, and step into the shower. Turning the faucet unleashes a spray of cold water on me, but it quickly heats up. The water runs through my hair and down my face and goes the rest of the way down my body. My wings that are wrapped around my torso relax and expand to their magnificent size. Being half angel and half demon automatically gives you wings too. But the wings aren't anything like the two. Angels have beautiful bird-like wings, like eagles and ospreys and hawks, whe

Moreover, the Demonic Beasts living here must be familiar with fire-attributed treasures like this Firebird Core Feather. Wooo!!! In between the large trees, a gigantic jet-black bull with both horns curled up came out. He stared at the five people in front of him with his red eyes. This bull surprised everyone. “This method works, but are we calling the right Demonic Beast?” Yao Shan said while staring at the black bull intently. “I-it's a Level 5 Demonic Beast, Black Demonic Bull” Feng Ying stammered.

The little shit was fast, but he couldn’t shake me that easily. A metal door of a dumpster clanged shut, but I didn’t need to hear that to know where he was. His heartbeat echoed in my ears, its erratic rhythm a testament to his fear. Yet, he had no idea what fear truly meant. He would understand, soon enough, once I caught him. Then he would face the embodiment of terror.

The trio spread out, each taking a defensive stance, ready to face the horrors that awaited them. Suddenly, the ground trembled beneath their feet, and a swirling vortex of darkness materialized before them. From its depths emerged the first demon, a towering beast with jagged horns and eyes that burned with an unholy fire. Its skin, as black as the abyss, seemed to ripple with raw power. With a roar that sent shivers down their spines, the demon lunged at Marcus, its claws slashing through the air. Marcus, with his werewolf agility, evaded the attack and retaliated with a swift, powerful strike.