Demon Emperor Novels & Stories

Chapter 000 To get a superpower, I joined the survival game. But a small system glitch changed my mission in the Soul Trial from the universal “Survival” to… “Slay Sitri”. Sitri is the great prince of hell who reigns over sixty legions of demons. And his specialty? He creates love between two souls from thin air. When I first met that devil, he smirked with those fox eyes, taking pride in holding the hearts of all mortals in his hand.

It had baffled when he was just a mere mortal, but it floored him now as a demon. Her stubborn will to be both defiantly strong and soft in his hands had caused the sadistic side of Young to rear its head in Blood, pushing for an opportunity to turn her to clay. It never made any sense how she embodied love and light at all times, even when the harsh parts of herself were shown. The demon side of Young couldn’t help but want, damn near need, to crush that light out of her. In the same token, her display of blind trust in him was a gift he never wanted to take for granted so he was torn, now more than ever.

I heard a man’s voice nearby and I speculated that he’s a threat. “Who the hell are you?!” I stood up without any hesitation though I might get killed and asked him directly. “My name is Lucifer Denville, and I’m the demon king. And you’re Emerald Greenfield, my lovely bride,” he simply lowered his head. My eyes widen as I got to view a tall man with long black silky hair, white skin, red flaring eyes whose wearing a long black coat with golden chains around him. “H-How did you know my name?” I trembled.

asked Aranjo. 'Demon?' "The friend I was with when we first met! A friend who gives a little of her strength to you!" said Aranjo enthusiastically. She only met the demon twice, the first time in this fog forest and the second time in the reading room she often visited. Griffin was silent, if the Goddess thought the Emperor was a demon, that was what he wanted. So Griffin won't say anything about the Emperor. 'No!' Aranjo let out a long sigh and thought about how to get back to the pavilion. At that time, Aranjo knew that the Demon was helping her to return to the Pavilion safely.

Every noble gave way for him to walk through. Roman moved through the crowd effortlessly. Lysan's hand tightened on the glass. He had seen that smile a thousand times, in battle fields, in his nightmares, everywhere. But here, no one knew what that smile hid. Dyleon whispered softly to Lysan. “Wow, so that's the famous Demon prince, Roman Da'Luca.” “Yeah.” “They say he's gonna be the next Demon king.” Dyleon's eyes trailed Roman. “But, mere looking at him, he doesn't seem like someone who could cause terror.”

Satan growled to the person. “Hahaha, being a king for a long time, your tail has grown long, Satan. But you can’t be me. I have a lot of Demons and Devils equally powerful as you, but I prefer you most, you know what I mean,” the voice dominated Satan in his realm. Over his body, lots of snakes were crawling, as well as his tail was longer than Satan’s. He had three heads.

After all, I ran away from home to be exposed before I returned to Mom's cage. "Come here," he ordered. Like a robot being controlled with a remote, I took one step after another until I was just an inch away from him. I felt so small, standing this close to him. How can he be sexy and tall at the same time? I won't say he's God's favourite because he has so much blood on his hands. Demon was created by the devil. "Touch me, Papillon," he said softly, a dangerous softness that slid right under my skin. "I want your hands on me."

Old Hagstorm nodded in acknowledgment. Andrius frowned and asked in confusion, “You said not to act against those ancient martial families yet, but what?” Old Hagstorm took a deep breath, his expression instantly becoming solemn, and said slowly, “Because the Insect Ruler has prepared everything. “The Demon Emperor is about to emerge!” The demon emperor... That was an extraordinary existence, a legendary leader in the world of shamanism! He was about to be resurrected!

He sat down on the bed in the room, thinking of how life is going to become after this day. “who are you? ”Emiliar asked softly. “you don't need to know who I am ” “I demand to know Joel, please. ” she sounded humble for the first time in her life and that touched Julian. “I'm a demon. The demon prince. The man who took you is my father. ” he said. Emiliar was a bit touched. She never expected to hear this. Demon? He doesn't look like one. She has heart so many disheartening stories about demons and he doesn't have one of their proposed qualities. He's domineering though, every human can be.

Demon God World, Demon God Emperor Palace inside. Flaming Ice, war, order, divine punishment. . . Wait a moment for the emperor, gather all the way. In the middle of this Demon God Emperor Palace, there are three tall seats, among them are three silhouettes with endless aura, which are the three great Emperors of Samsara, Void Kill, and Era God General Grand. "No matter what you say, we have another Emperor Grand to help." At this moment, the Death God sitting in the center spoke leisurely. "This is a good thing for us. Dealing with that kid will be even easier."