Demon Gundam Novels & Stories

He knew that he had met his end. “Take him away!” Peter instructed. The special forces went to the basement with Greg. I followed. The moment the lift doors were opened, we smelt a strong chemical scent. It was not a warehouse. Instead, it was a luxurious and well-equipped lab. There were a lot of devices and blinking lights. On the rack next to the wall, there were a lot of test tubes. On one of the rows, there was a blue tag. It said: Angel’s Kiss. At the deepest corner of that lab, there was a heavy metal door.

Finally, the head and torso rose from the pit, a nightmare given form. The demon general stood at least ten feet tall. Its armor wasn't just made of bone, it was made of bones, thousands of them fused together and still writhing as if trying to escape. Its face was a skull covered in scarred flesh, with burning red eyes set deep in the sockets. Massive horns curved from its temples, carved with symbols that hurt to look at. In one hand it carried a sword as long as I was tall, the blade wreathed in black flames that seemed to devour the light around them. The entire battlefield fell silent. Cultists and warriors alike froze, staring at the demon general in primal terror.

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."

someone was breaking the barrier of hell. "CHIEF DEMON WARRIOR YOUR PRESENCE IS COMMANDED!" his voice was deep and emotionless. The Chief- highest general of Demon Army. The place in demon army was earned by the most deserving lost souls, the one who have seen darkness but still had will and strength to fight....a sense of light present in there heart, a sense of justice. Black icy smoke whirled with the wind, the clanking of armour echoing as footsteps approached the throne, the mist clearing.

As the last three words left his lips, the ball of light shattered as the pale white flame in the middle drifted towards Cadillacia. Cadillacia's form was evolving once again, growing over ten meters tall, making for a terrifying sight. Something like the barrel of a cannon appeared at his chest, glowing red with rampant spiritual energy. "Demon Bullet." A wave of spirit pressure surged out as a Demon Bullet the size of a fist shot out from the barrel on Cadillacia's chest. The Demon Bullet was covered in moving symbols. It let out a demonic shriek as it collided against Constantine's Flame of Doom.

Alfi said. “Are you sure?” 4 figures that are familiar to him appear before him. “You?!” Alfi is shocked by seeing their presence before him. He sees a corpse tied in a shroud standing there. Yes, it is a tied ghost. Next to him, there’s a green giant that looks like Berserker (Heracles, not Raiko.) Yet, he has very beautiful long hair. His hair flutters beautifully as the wind blows. Yes, it is an Ogre. Then, next to him there’s a slithering nurse that looks like she is about to push-up. She is so beautiful that she resembles one of the JAV actresses. Not to mention that the position is kinda hot though. Yes, it is a slithering nurse. And the next one is a giant Jailangkung doll standing. I

“I am favourite of Demon Lord Basille, one of the nine overlords in the Demon Realm…how do you think I am expected to behave for him?” Batton remained silent, his jaw muscles ticking as he grit his teeth, his eyes blazing with that golden sheen. Kat tilted her head at him with a cocky little smirk. “You don’t even know my demon form…don’t be too hasty, General.” Batton lifted his head a little at that, a look of bewilderment and awe coming into his expression as he couldn’t help but wonder just how dangerous this provocative little demon was. “So the restraints stay on then…” He muttered looking at her darkly, his eyes narrowing. “Can you tell me the answer to one question?”

“You generalize demons too much, Your Highness. The marching ones on foot are called Gunturs, or the Blood Orcs. They compose the Second Army of the Legion.” Arth swallowed hard, wind gusting around him as he saw their rough skin, muscled body, demon face. They carried varying weapons; battle axes, spears, bows, and machetes. The Gunturs roared and growled wildly as they spotted the two. “Heads up,” Eli said. Arth raised his glance and found winged beasts now swarming with the thundering clouds. Guntur riders led the beasts straight towards the two as they carried spears and wide shields. The beasts screeched, having wide demon wings and deadly talons.

I place my arm around her shoulder again and despite her warning earlier, she relaxes into. “It’s Deamartos.” I wait to see if she knows who I’m talking about but she makes not indication that she does.”A demon general spirit lies on this very soil.” Back in the olden days he was a master at war a general who commanded many armies. He won many battles against the human armies. “It is said that when he died they buried him somewhere here in an unmarked grave. He was so harsh and strict his own people didn’t want his corpse anywhere near them.

Galatrina spoke calmly but with sweat on her cheeks. "I know, and one of them is going to be a pain in the ass." Alucard respond in a menacing way. Hiyojin then looked at the sky. "So we're facing him ha. Leomord, former number 1 of the 1st generation of warriors. If only Teresa is here." He looked down at the ground while sweating. Most of the warriors finally sensed the incoming demons. They braced themselves as the approaching hordes of demons trampled the ground and creating an earthquake within the earth.