Novel & Cerita Demon Of War

Clea was too shocked to say anything. "You're a descendant of the Goddess Fló. A sworn protector of this town and the towners. A witch that became a demon. Ohalo is awakening the formerly asleep demon energy in you." "Demon?!" Kali exclaimed again. Clea was shaken. She didn't even know what being a Demon meant. There was no way for her to believe it since she didn't even understand. No wonder. It was close to what Kali theorized;

Damon screamed and burst into his demon form and so much anger coursed through his veins, that it prompted his third red eye to open on his forehead. Zeneca and Damon wrecked havoc on the rogue army as they brutally killed everything and everyone that came in their way and none of the Diamond Heart warriors dared to venture out and take the risk of killing the enemy, in the fear of getting killed themselves by the seething Demon Prince and Alpha she wolf who were blinded with anger.

It had baffled when he was just a mere mortal, but it floored him now as a demon. Her stubborn will to be both defiantly strong and soft in his hands had caused the sadistic side of Young to rear its head in Blood, pushing for an opportunity to turn her to clay. It never made any sense how she embodied love and light at all times, even when the harsh parts of herself were shown. The demon side of Young couldn’t help but want, damn near need, to crush that light out of her. In the same token, her display of blind trust in him was a gift he never wanted to take for granted so he was torn, now more than ever.

V. The demon king, Lucifer Black is the most dangerous and brutal demon. He is the cruel and dark king of the devil's kingdom named Lucifer's hell. The demon of deception and savagery. He loved to kill, and had dark magic that could rip his enemies into pieces quickly of a second. Going against him meant death because he is the strongest demon in the realm. He was merciless and everyone feared him, even his family. His body, his features, and his voice had authority among the whole demons. And looked like he was made for the night of all of its sins... Years of war and battle made him cold, his enemies made him more ruthless.

The battle raged on for twenty four years and became known as THE FIRST DIVINE WAR, the church seemed to be winning has the chosen gained massive exploits whilst defeating the demon horde that had come to destroy humanity. In the twenty fifth year of THE DIVINE WAR, the six demon princes of hell saw that they were losing the war against humanity and then decided to destroy those that were causing their inherent loss, they targeted the best of the chosen and killed them off, eventually winning the war and defeating the church in the process after which they headed off to wage war in the heavens.

Devora is quite close to Bianca, so it's not difficult for the two of them to talk. Devora walked up to Bianca, and sat right next to her. "Inevitably, war is coming soon. The demons are strong, we fought one of them before." Devora stopped at her last word as if unable to continue her sentence, but then Devora continued and said, "Demons will soon come to this place, they knew there were only a few more soldiers who would fight them. That's why they are so confident to send us message to let us know when they will arrive. They're happy to create tension and that's their job."

I followed his line of sight. More demons, each adorned with dark red tattoos, were engaged in combat, slashing through dark ones with ruthless efficiency. There were thousands of them, scattered across the battlefield. The once-green grass was now stained black and red, and the eerie silence had given way to the cacophony of battle and slaughter. Living beings murdered, that's what war was. And there were more bodies here than humans in Europe. It was death and carnage. But that was not what caught my eye. There was one demon taller than all. One demon broader than all. A demon who demanded all attention, who looked like the god of war. And that's exactly who I was looking at. The god of wa

The weapons glowed with strange symbols. "What–" Maddie began but started to cough. Smoke had filled the room. The burning demon was still running around the diner. The other three demons were crouched, and growling like rabid dogs, their saucerlike eyes glowing with a manic light. One of them let out a loud howl like a wolf and pounced towards Cassie. She screamed and there was a sudden hot burst of light as the sword in her hand blazed up. Cassie leaped forward, sweeping her weapon at the demon, her skirt billowing behind her. In the light of the Celestial Blade, the demon’s appearance was unpleasantly visible: black, scaly skin, a gaping black hole for a mouth, bulging, orblike eyes, and

“I found out, at the age of eight; by overhearing my mother and aunt talking. It was when I found out what I was after seeing my first demon.” “Demon,” someone spoke from nearby; it was enough to hear that the person was quivering. “Yes demon,” Ava turned towards the room. “This Spirit War has been going on, since the days before the Garden of Eden was known.” Her eyes flashed. “A war between angels and the Fallen, demons!” Her voice became strong as she was driving the information into the people’s minds of what was going on. Even though some were religious or not. “God has given us free will and it’s up to you what you’re going to do with that free will to either aid or hinder in th

"Honestly, just as you were sleeping, the Demon race attacked us, sparking a massive war across the continent. You're already dead, and I'm dead as well. The demons utilized a ceremony to resurrect and control us. The human species fought heroically. Under hard conditions, we were forced to develop, our strength grew and our chances increased, but we were still no match," Henry stated bitterly, his voice breaking, "the emperor himself joined the war, slaying many demons." He then remained silent, saying, "Unfortunately..." Henry averted his gaze, tears welling up in his eyes. He covered his lips with his hand. "his dying wish was for the human race to win the war...his final words..."