Novel & Cerita Demon King Book

"Hey Marcus, what does the book say?" Arisa carefully slide a finger over the binding of the book. I did not really want to read any of it in front of her. I have no doubt that some of the things held within the book may be harsh and brutal. It is for the Demon King of course. "It is uhhh... It is for the ritual I will have to partake in when I finally defeat my uncle." She looked over at the book curiously. She reached for it but I pulled it back away from her.

While he didn’t appreciate the offer, he understood it had been done out of some misplaced sense of empathy. Still, even today, he failed. Demonology was the most boring of all the classes. Drent, the instructor in charge, had them learning everything they could about as many demons as they could. So far, the man had covered only ten demons in detail and roughly twenty in passing. Kilvic, however, found nothing new, and was always forced to battle with a drowsiness born of boredom while the man taught and the risk of whispering answers beyond the instructor’s observation whenever one of his friends was asked a question they couldn’t answer.

They believed that the Demon King was the incarnation of the god of chaos that has come to redeem the world through blood and death. When the Demon King rose to power, their cult grew into a well-established religion and despite being despised by other humans and even non-human races, their size steadily grew. They have become the most prominent religion during the Demon King’s reign and they were given special privileges and positions among the human courts that were taken over.

"I have the demon king by my side." "The demon king?" Damon chuckled, his confidence unwavering. "The combined strength of you both cannot even match my power. I am the Vampire king, the mightiest of magic and sorcery," he declared boldly. I could see Nicholas visibly tremble, and the demon king remained silent, his expression blank.

His next words sounded like an active bomb explosion over my ear. He can read my thought now or what? He really acts so strange sometimes. "Uhm.. please don't take this the wrong way, but all my life, I've heard the rumors.. The demon king.. is.. uhm.. is it true?" I wasn't bothered about how badly I must have spelt out my sentence, I was more concerned about finally letting it out. He chuckled lightly. "It might be true." "Or it might as well just be rumors," I stared blankly at him, unable to process his explanation.

"Welcome, my dears. I've been waiting for you. I mean 'you', Benard. I've heard of your numerous deeds. You're very good on the battlefield, so I've heard. And I was too lazy to make the trip to confirm your reality. Thankfully, I'm a genius." "So you unleashed so many minions to trouble those innocent people, all because of your desire to see me?" Benard was pissed. How much he wished he had his sword with him right now. He really wanted to separate that demon's head from his body. "I didn't expect you would follow him," the demon king said to Lucas, who was glowering at him. "But that's not a problem. Just an extra mouth to feed. I can take care of that much," the king said in a dismissive

Zombie's collapsed chest made a rapid recovery, his broken arm healed instantly, and his strength became more powerful. Demon King was almost scared to death. Crawling to the ground, he shivered and pleaded, "My King, I am your most loyal slave. Please don't kill me..." "Since you are so loyal, offer your blood to me." Zombie was very cruel and was about to grab Demon King. Demon King gritted his teeth, and his eyes were filled with rage. Suddenly, he jumped up and punched Zombie's approaching big hand. Bang! Demon King was a grandmaster of Fifth Grade. His unexpected strike made Zombie stumble a few steps backward.

They all don’t like me, which means a day will come when they will definitely ask Asher to take a bride. “Are you forgetting your king has that creature living inside of him?” I asked. He chuckled, walking closer to me, but Sky growl sent him back. “That is why we demons are more powerful. The king is not a wolf, he is a demon, his wolf is barely existing,” he said. Just like Alma, these demons are in denial, claiming Asher doesn’t have a wolf. Meanwhile, we all know he is both. What do these people have against wolves? We did nothing to them. They are the ones who look for trouble and they expect us not to fight back?

The man stepped out of the darkness and into the light. Arabella jerked her head up to look at him. Blood red eyes stared back at her. She hitched a breath, a shocked gasp escaped her lips. He was a demon! He was a freaking demon! He corked his head to the side as he looked at her. "I see you do not recognize me nor my voice. Perhaps it is because we have never met." Arabella swallowed hard. The demon in front of her was an elderly one, who reminded her of her master's father, the demon king.

'' the king almost scoffed at the priests, he concluded that -at least- not all of them were involved, if the decision was consensually made by the holy council, then Sara would have been killed right away and the whole accident would be blamed on the pitiful excuse of a human named Patrick, but instead, she was moved back to her room and he was informed. ''Your Majesty please listen to us, That book...'' ''What about the damn book?'' ''It is not a book, It is a demonic tool, it is called a demonic gate, since the time they were defeated and cursed, the demons had left their eyes and ears in our world, to spy on us until the time of their return, this book is none other then one of those ey