Novel & Cerita Demon Crocodile

Its spines jutted like spears from its back, and smoke curled from its flaring nostrils. The demon alligator. Twisted. Mutated. A nightmare born from the swamp itself. Adonis straightened, golden energy still crackling around his battered form. “Well… now we’re talking.” The beast roared, the sound deep enough to rattle glass and send flocks of birds screaming into the blackened sky. Adonis cracked his neck and flexed his claws. “Bring it, you swamp-born bastard.”

He leaned back still staring at her beautiful face, he felt the demon in him growl in hunger and wanted nothing but to devour her sweet taste. He took a thousand breath to pull back the Demon. " Easy boy. We'll do that some other time." He said and his demon calmed down. Guess it's fully ready than Lucas is.

Melinda: I have never heard of a creature like that before. Lord Drago: Then be thankful to Ban here for letting us witness this sight. In all our history there have been only three demons who have summoned a creature like that but all three of them fail to form a contract with them. It's an absolute rarest of the rarest familiar out there in the other world. There are quite a few of them and each possess their own unique ability. They were once great spirits who cursed their fate and became undead and wandered the world of the familiars. Melinda: So what category would we place a creature like that? If you ask me I would definitely rate it an S class familiar.

"A hydra?!" Clayton screeched as the creature before us with three heads roared, causing the earth to shake. "How can a snake turn into a three-monster?" "I would like to ask the same thing, but you know, it's a demon. As far as I know, they can create crazy shit like this." Dominic states. I grew up in the mortal world and learned about the Demon Realm and its customs. But what Dominic said was right; demons can create something like a hydra.

Alpha Derek's POV I didn't know how but I was able to control the demon inside me. I had only sunk my claws into her neck, and at the sight of her blood, the demon inside of me suppresses. The side on which I had cut immediately healed up but has a scar. She must've been a local for her to heal up instantly. Since I was from the demon clan, no matter how fast and strong the werewolf's inner power might be, he or she can never heal from my slash.