Demon Magic Emperor Chapter 251 Novels & Stories

“Well, you can see for yourself. It is indeed the Demon God’s sword, and this boy is indeed the true heir to the Demon God—which is why I’ve never wanted to start a succession struggle in the Demon Realm!” replied the Empress calmly, then moved behind Long Chen. Forming a seal with her hands, the Empress began transferring her demonic energy into Long Chen’s body.

🎀CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE🎀 Zayla exhaled slowly, her chest rising and falling. “How… cunning.” The woman let out a quiet, knowing laugh. “Indeed. Very cunning.” She leaned closer to the fire, as the flames crackled. ”Let's get back to the story..” “The demon eventually claimed his body,” she continued.“At first, the prince was still aware of himself… but slowly, the demon took full control. Then came the strange deaths. Unexplainable events. Fear spread through the palace like a sickness.”

Would he really destroy past him? A thunderous beat echoed across the marble as the Heavenly Emperor rose to his feet. The whispers ceased and the hall instantly fell back into suffocating silence. “What madness possessed the three of you,” the Heavenly Emperor said, voice deep and curt. “to consort with demons?” The chamber fell deathly still. The Emperor’s cold gaze swept over the kneeling god and two witches. “Do you even realize what you’ve done?” Eron scuffled forward, chains dragging along the polished marble. He lifted his head just enough to meet that searing gaze. “Your Majesty, “I can explain—”

Victoria huffed as she heaved them into her arms. "Lord Sebastian mentioned you'd only recently discovered our world. I thought you might like to read up on it." "Wow, thanks." She fingered the pages of one, the title reading Encyclopedia of the Supernatural. The second was titled History of the Demonarchies. "I've also retrieved your belongings. I will bring them too you." "Thanks...Whoa!" Victoria gawked as his body turned transparent and disappeared. "What the hell!?" She stared at the spot where the demon had been not seconds before, her eyes wide as saucers. A moment later he returned, turning corporal once more and carrying her bags.

The boys stayed behind the chimney. "My King!" The demon that held Mnia shouted loudly, demanding the attention of everybody. The fight in the middle of the small backstreet halted when they saw who was there. "Stop!" Samael shouted. Mnia struggled and fought but the demons holding her were too strong. They held her roughly and covered her mouth. They seemed to whisper things into her ear as they forced her closer to the Demon King of Wrath.

Ara's heart was filled with anxiety about how this little baby who had demonic blood was nurtured by the stepmother who was the Great Goddess of the sky realm, it had already made Ara's heart filled with anxiety. Ara knelt down and begged, "Let me stay by this baby's side, be her caretaker. The Princess helped me, she appointed me to be her servant and the good deed must be repaid!" "If that's what you want, then I'll grant it! But you must unleash all the dark magic power you have! Are you ready?" asked the Emperor. "Sure!" The answer is sure. "Do you agree to it?" asks the Emperor to The Demon King. "Yes!" replied The Demon King.

"And you think I will tell you that easily? He was grinning and I burnt my finger red hot and then burned his flesh. He was in immense pain and cried. I kept repeating it till he spilled the beans and gave us a lead. "Demon castle!!! The demon king is making an army there. He is going to send his army to your realm tonight. now please, let me go…" he pleaded. "Sure, why not…" I let him go and Eira grabbed his neck, broke it and killed him. "Did he literally think we will let him go?" She asked with a raised brow. "Maybe he was dumb…" I responded and then we signalled the others to meet us at the contacting point. "We found a lead…" I announced.

A magic circle quickly materialized in front of Alfred when he rose to his feet and made some hand motions. “Scorch!” “Scorch!” “Scorch! Only a small shadow of the demon's body could be seen flickering within the flames as it was completely consumed in flames. After witnessing it, Alfred's mood improved, but he quickly developed a grave countenance. The demon in front of him had received a lot of A-rank spells, yet none of them had even remotely damaged it. Rage was completely lost in his own mind. He had been on it for quite a while and was making every effort to stabilize this dimension once more.

The more distance I had, the better I could prepare for his attacks. Devere righted himself and began to hover. I used Reggie’s glamour to make him think he was seeing me hovering as well. While he was distracted, I called a demon down to take Ford to the dragons. The bleeding was severe and he wasn’t healing. The demon flew away, as I felt an arm slip around my neck.

“Wow. Five hundred years trapped in hell, and this is what I get? Not a dark sorcerer, not a twisted warlord, nope. A lightweight who can’t hold his liquor.” I sighed, dusting myself off. “Great. Just great.” I nudged the guy with my boot. No reaction. He reeked of cheap alcohol and desperation. Fantastic. This was my ticket out of hell? A sloppy human who probably thought N*****x counted as ritual research I crouched down, peering at his unconscious face. “Hey, champ. You realize you just summoned a demon, right? Step one is usually staying awake.” Still nothing. I flopped back on the floor with a dramatic groan. “Unbelievable. I survive centuries of torture, brimstone, and eternal screamin