Demon Chicken Novels & Stories

The arrival of Caspian had exceeded the ability of all cultivators and demonic beasts. Scar had the pure bloodline of a divine beast, so she could easily kill all the demonic beasts here. It was like a group of newly born chickens fighting. Suddenly, two ancient giant crocodiles appeared. The fact that these chickens were not scared to death was already quite amazing. Two or three shapeshifting demons were scared out of their wits. They spat out blood and fell from the sky. After the remaining Demonic Beasts realized what had happened, they let out terrified howls and retreated in all directions.

As I navigate my way from the shelter to where the egg is I check my status. [status] Species: Lesser Demon(0/20){Uncommon} Exp:0/10 HP:120 CON: 10 (1 CON= 10HP) DEF:53 DEX:9 (1DEX= 5 DEF) ATK:25 STR:7 (1 STR= 3 ATk) MP: 20 INT:4 (1INT= 5MP) [Skills: Absorb(C), Stealth(R), Enhanced(R), Calm down(U)]

His blood ran cold when everyone froze in place, Asha included Damian and Diamanté had suddenly appeared at their table as if the two chairs they were sitting in were there the whole time. “Well well well, look what Blood’s got going on here. You’re in heaven right now, aren’t you?” Damian asked though not expecting an answer. Diamanté went to run the back of his hand against Asha’s face, but Young growled out, “don’t you dare touch her.” Both demons eyed him and shared a troubling look. “The council sent us to see how your progress is going and imagine our surprise when we find you humaning around with your little doll,” Damon said.

Now he was fighting not to pin Victoria down and bury his fangs into her soft neck. Focus. "Keep going," he commanded huskily. "It said berserkers were the power house of the demons, like the strongest physically. Death demons are the oldest race," she paused, "I don't think you're a death demon though." She knows. "Why not?" "Well, it said they're very rare. And that they can only be killed by another death demon."

I asked. Aria stepped back and her tail slipped between us. I reached out and grasped it. I could feel the scars etched into the silky limb. Bringing it closer to my face, I saw the marks of rope, knives, chains, things which never should have touched the tender flesh of her tail. The human skin of demons didn’t scar, but our demon flesh wasn’t used to draw in potential food sources. It took a lot of severe damage to create the scars, though. Each of these wounds had been more severe than the scars indicated.

She did not even know that she was hugging the cruelest demon of the Malevolent world. Grand Duke Zel brought the newly transitioned Halfling to his estate in the human world. Since the Halfling was unconscious, the Grand Duke brought his daughter to his chambers. Gukasho stared at the Halfling, who was sleeping peacefully. Her newly decorated horns were identical to the Grand Duke Zel’s when the latter was in its demon form. Their horns were long as they slightly bent backward. As the only heir of Beelzebub the Glutton, she was gifted with wings. Her father only had something among all the demons, and as his only child, she was the second demon to have wings.

There have been, after all, summoners who’ve woken up one day to find that their demons refuse to answer to their call. When Ariadne’s turn came, it was almost as though she needed no coaching. Quiv had barely given her an instruction when the crystal burst a bloody red and spat out enough smoke to fill the circle before her two times over. The aged instructor smiled at it, and when the smoke dispelled, it revealed a demon that looked like a six legged dog with two eyes, a milky fur and the size of the Vesimae that began the summoning lessons. “Ah,” Quiv grinned. “A Canifrae. Quite rare for a first summon. Your reia must be most exquisite.”

he notes. I stare at his back as he turns away. "Why not?" "Because who in their right mind wants Demon's eradicated? Only fools who know nothing about them," he mumbles. He shrugs his jacket off, discarding it on a nearby seat. It reveals his toned arms and single, deep red tattoo on his right bicep. I blink. "You just-" "A band of Angel-bloods stand no chance against a single Demon. Most are ancient, or have been trained since birth, as Demon's tend to stick to their own clans. An untrained one's power alone rivals the most powerful Angel-blood," he explains.

Her demeanor shows her awareness of her attractiveness and she reveled in it, turned her body slightly towards the doorway and positioned herself in a manner which shows her most attractive angle and pushed her ample chest, attracting even more lascivious attention. She tilted her head into a more seductive pose, strands of her hair partially hiding her eyes, unseen to everyone, the irises of her eyes which were dark, glowed dark red and a lighter shade around the pupils, giving an eerie feeling. She gave a low sinister chuckle. ************************************************************************************************

said Ikhsan. "That's right, Mr. Ustadz. Kumara's behavior has been strange and there have been many witnesses. We saw her flying at sunset. Mbok Cenul also saw her. She was also the prey of our pet chicken. We saw her mouth bleeding and running away from the direction of our chicken coop. The chickens were sucked to death by their blood. Anyway, we saw many more strange things from her!" "It's only natural that we think she's a demon! She acts like a demon! What kind of human can fly and drink chicken blood?"