Novel & Cerita Demon Hero

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?"

Chapter 15: Return You wake up every morning to fight the same demons that left you so tired the night before, and that, my love, is bravery. *************** |Verena| "Try that one more time." Nate instructed as he advanced towards me. I aimed a kick to his chest. I wasn't even surprised when he stopped the blow smoothly, his slim fingers wrapped around my ankle as he yanked forward causing me to lose my balance. My body started plummet towards the ground.

Samson inhaled sharply and eyed him strangely. "I did it as a show of my love for him, unfortunately he destroyed that by doing what he did," he mumbled softly. I eyed them both in utter confusion. Samson saw and sighed. "When lower demon documents are destroyed the demon no longer exists and won't regenerate in hell, so Dane's gone forever now," he explained and I looked at Mortas sadly. "We need to lock Samson's documents up in a fireproof safe immediately," I mumble frantically. Mortas jumped out of bed and looked at us both.

He stood there until the demon approached him with his most qualified move. The demon proceeded with an indissoluble rope, which, according to him, was probably fit to capture the king of hell, and then what had to happen had happened. Alexander’s standing was his weakest phase, where he brought his devil to the zenith to crush the outnumbered demons if they stopped him from reaching Bella. The demon was forcefully stopped by an invisible levitation, sank to his knees, and fell to the ground. The pain was crushing his bones, could be heard, his scales slowly scorching as his eyes looked at Alexander in terror, knowing his end had come.

ZouMi looked pleased. "Why don't you give Gold Dem to yourself, so no one will mess with you?" Gold Dem, is a card which is given to the families by D, which are clean and not involved in any wrong matters. And no one in the business world, can act harshly on them. It's a card, that many upper families carry. It's not easy to catch hold on it, one need to be totally clear from all the illegal stuff. So, basically this Gold Dem is a protection from the harmful world, as long as they are in wings of D, no one will dare to touch their family. If one don't obey the rules set on the Gold Dem, first their whole family will be dragged down, and then there won't be any traces of that family in the w

Even among the whole Deman Clan in the Northern Region, he was one of those few well-known talents. "I didn't expect that the Demon Clan would send such a top-level demon in the first round of the Life and Death Arena, leaving no chance of winning for the Human Clan," someone sighed. The Demon Emperor of the Black Mountain was the first fighter in the Deman Clan in the three Life-and-Death Arena. In an instant, he was in the spotlight. Ding Hao was also observing him carefully.

I asked, slowly bending down to better cradle her to my chest as the battle began to end around me and the enemy began to flee. Damien was a force to be reckoned with as he sliced through the demons like it was sport for him, he was completely focused and the demona began to steer clear of him as he moved. Those many days spent being beaten up, broken and bruised up and sometimes mangled were paying off spectacularly. “This is a realm that exists between realms, a place where only those with either the divine or a cursed blood can walk,” he explained, his voice told me that there was more to it and I urged him to continue.

– A demon said. - We want you to be a mediator in matters, a witness, and a jury in a mystical and demonic matter. - Me...? – Tsuki asked in the middle of the street. "Yes, you are neutral and have never made any deal or sold your soul to a demon. You are considered innocent and so far, have nothing to gain from our affairs personally, nor have you cheated any of us." A demon said. "You're a hero, but we're going to need your help," one of them said.

The second giant came at her and got a solid kick to her and sent her flying back. The pain was horrendous, seeing she was half their size, and they were powerful. Her skill was not strength, but she could damn them. She could drag their souls out of their body, and she was willing to do it. Even if that would cost her. Hel couldn’t keep her form as her god form was the one she was normally in. She felt someone pounce on her and hold her down, she slashed at the demon’s face. This was no novice demon, and he slammed a blade down into her chest that was covered in Deadman’s blood. However she didn’t just tear his face open, but his throat. Nearly pulled his energy out too. He had to let go of

His arch enemy was hard to find. But a few years ago, he had found out who was his arch enemy. It was an organisation called The Demon Hunters. The Hunters was a large organization runned by humans who go around catching and killing demons. They strongly believed that demons harm the world and people. With their existence, humans can never have peace. They have a strong hatred towards demons and demons vice versa.