Demon Dragon Mad God Novels & Stories

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.

***HoGuo Temple*** Even from a distance, the entrance of HoGuo Temple was visible in all it’s glory. It was not grand in terms of luxury but more of splendour in terms of heritage it represents over the centuries. Legend has it that this temple was once a home to the gods which lived on Earth during their trials and the descendants of those gods would come to this temple to pay homage to their ancestors. This temple is also said to have artifacts locked away which used to belong to those very gods and goddesses of old. However those artifacts are not open to the public eye and the monks that reside in the temple have never revealed any of it’s secrets. Many have tried to break into the templ

Only because he is a fallen angel, everything is full of sad … But that fallen angel had one chance in life that she was given. The roots of the law controversy go all the way back to the fallen angel, Lucifer. He became a corrupt shadow of his former self - a fallen angel trusted neither by Heaven nor Hell. Demon awaiting the Fallen Angel Shaher's revival was killed in battle at the Hall of Corruption by Alphonse. While not a Fallen Angel in the formal sense, it's depressed price relative to the growing fundamental case for silver makes it worth considering.

With my stubbornness, I almost couldn’t believe that I was asking a demon for help. “I need information. There’s a demon that I need your help finding.” “A demon?” He sounds interested. His stance changes, leaning a bit in interest. “What kind of demon are you looking for?” “The Gargantuan Dragon of Fire—Gorshe.” “Gorshe!?” Belphegor exclaims. “Why would you be looking for that demon!?”

Tensha replied mockingly. "HOW DARE YOU TALK BAD ABOUT MY DEAR MOTHER!? YOU ARE LOOKING TO DIEEEEE!!!" Tiger king roared as anger covered his face. "Demon of flaming hell!!" The tiger king made a fist and punched out. But this time not towards Tensha, he punched at the ground. As soon as his fist touched the ground, a large crater appeared as a few cracks started developing in the nearby area. Heavy flames came out from the cracks, these cracks kept widening releasing even more fire.

“That is a dragon brand!” “Earlier… the lightning that destroyed the shadows; it must have been his.” “But why would a demon help us?” “What is going on in hell?” Unease ripped through the celestials. “This power…” Madness’ eyes, dark with shock, peered at the lightning charging along the ridges of my muscles. “No. It can’t be.” He held his head, completely disoriented. “But it makes sense,” Madness mumbled to himself. “Raven was never strong enough to destroy my shadows. It has to be his dragon. But what dragon would be stupid enough to bless someone like him?”

Kane was already on his feet, sword in hand, snarling as he planted himself between her and the widening rift in the Grand Stone. From within its depths, something moved. A hand - black as the void, etched with burning runes of crimson and gold - tore through the opening, gripping the jagged edges of the stone as if climbing out of a grave. Then, it emerged. The Demon God. It was neither fully corporeal nor entirely shadow, its form shifting between muscle and smoke. Black tendrils of darkness coiled from its shoulders like twisting serpents, writhing through the air as its glowing red eyes fixed on the room.

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.

Asher watched the memory unfold as if it were happening right before his eyes. He narrowed his eyes, focused on the dark figure with the massive wings. "Who the hell is this?" he asked Damir internally. "That's Morgana, a high-ranking demon from the Abyss," Damir replied. A beat of silence. "This Abyss," Asher said, his tone shifting. "Where exactly is it?"

As if! “So in a nutshell, you're a demon?” I asked with a smug look on my face. Cameron shook his head, “Dark gods can summon demons and evil spirits, to do whatever they want. So no, demons are beneath dark gods” Wow. I was shook. How come Crescent moon conquered the seven hells once when seven hells was clearly filled with dark gods that could easily summon all sorts of spirits with dark energy? No wonder Draco got Cameron eyes. His gene was just too strong as a dark god.