Demon Lord Slime Novels & Stories

I've felt his presence for a while—he murdered Hayley. "Oh, you don't know?" Beelzebub laughs and exchanges a smirk with the four other demons he brought with him—Asmodeus, Leviathan, Lamia, and Mammon. Lamia, the snake woman, gives me a creepy smile. "Hello, Lucifer." I frown. Lamia has always liked me—the feeling isn't mutual. Lamia has the torso of a woman but the body of a snake. I find her repulsive. "Hi..." I growl back.

Stopping in place, he turned to his friend with a sombre expression. "Jonis, I suspect Shamsiya Moore might've used an enchantment on me. Could this be the reason why she's...possessive of me?" "Enchantment? Hehe...Iblis, I say you should lessen your trip to the human territory. Just a few trips, and you've already begun to forget who you are. When has any enchantment ever worked on you, the Demon Lord? Forget about an enchantment. Aside from the Demon Slayer, even the olden spells and witchcraft don't work on you." Jonis scoffed, clearly displeased.

"Demon race?" Chase was bewildered by this, but later accepted it. He had seen so many monsters previously and had even seen Zeus. It should not be strange that there was a demon race. Chase had a shallow understanding of them. Basic demons should consist of slimers and goblins. Why were there so many strange creatures appearing around them? While he was thinking about this, a slimer that looked more like jelly than snot, crashed into his lightning barrier. This seemed to confirm his thoughts.

It stayed together but felt cold and slimy. “What am I supposed to do with this?” He asked confused, he had no idea about half the things in this room. She smiled at him, and honestly her smile did something to his insides. He just wanted to stare at her. “Well it’s primordial slime. Primordial slime likes to feed off demonic energy, changing it to creation. When it starts to shift yellow, you are getting close. When it shifts green you are in demonic presence. If it goes blue you have angelic energy. But I doubt you are going to find that with this.”

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.

Rubbing a tear away, I sat back down on the chair. “What do you mean, then?” “Demons can be respawned all the time. Dad has this pool of souls, and he just goes in there, touches his finger in it and out pops a demon. They get their bodies back and go on their merry way,” Loki’s smiled. “I would never kill someone, like a human or supernatural, just the demons.” My hands fiddled with themselves, glancing from Loki to my nail polish. “Alright,” Loki sighed, his breath fanning my face.

There is no way anyone could possibly experience such ridiculous things continuously unless they had some sort of black magic or curse placed on them. It would not be far fetched to assume my parents used their cult powers to place that curse on me. Shedim had leaned down and licked the blood that was dripping from the cut. He licked it up towards the cut but didn’t touch the cut itself. “Oh phew. I don’t want the germs in your saliva flowing into my bloodstream.” I breathe out as he pulls back before he reaches the cut. He pulls back, letting go of my hair. “Part demon and part angel.” He says as he wipes his lip from the remaining blood and licks it again deliciously. Ugh what was he? A va

The demon of envy. The last but not the least, the six demon, Beelzebub as Gluttony. Thamer's summoned his six demons who was only sleeping inside his body for almost twenty one years. They would joined forces together to protect their master, the new master of the Underworld, Thamer Reid. ----- " Help! Help!" Diana's voice could be heard in the darkness. The six demons roamed their eyes to the helpless voice of a young woman until they saw Diana with Damon, almost drowned in the cursed lake.

Basille’s golden core of power… Ruben lifted his hand in a trance like state and the golden orb drifted over to settle into his palm. He closed his eyes in concentration and the golden orb absorbed into his flesh and disappeared. The red mist then coalesced into a thin rope and also entered Ruben’s palm. The goblin watched with dreaded fascination, holding a hand over his mouth to silence the need to scream and yell. His Demon Lord, a ninth level Demon of the Realm, had been killed by a Vampire Prince, and now that Vampire Prince had just taken his Demon Lord’s power into himself…

he called out, his tone firm but controlled. Tristan hesitated, his eyes flicking to Damian before returning to me. He drew the dagger away from my neck, his face still twisted in anger, but his actions stayed. Stepping forward, Damian called out to the witch leader, his voice low and commanding. "Hela," he said, and she bowed her head slightly, her eyes cast downward in a gesture of submission. "My Lord Dracula," she replied, her voice trembling slightly. She seemed to be scared of him, and the other witches seemed to share her fear. It was palpable, hanging in the air like a thick mist. I could feel it, and it only added to my own anxiety.