Demon Runes の小説・ストーリー

I say and she rushes to my side with a smile on her face. "Well, that was easy" she comments as she peers at the pages of the book as I flip them open one after the other. "Let's find out what Taera wants us to do" Azalea says as I begin to go through the book carefully with her by my side. The diversity of runes and sigils amazes me. There are healing runes, transformation runes, killer runes and so on. But none of them seem to truly hold any relevance to me yet. The healing runes would've helped with Zeron's pains but it wouldn't work on a demon. The killer runes aren't needed now either, especially since Lochan now shares a life force with my own husband. Sighing, I close the book, my moo

Shrugging, I slipped my hands into the pockets of my cerise gown and went to my spot. I rolled the sleeves of my dress up, tucking my blue jeans jacket away as I picked WOUND: Wolves Understanding of Demons, to resume my research on demons. It hasn’t taken me far in discovering what could’ve happened to Dash but it’s educating nevertheless. As I sat down, my eyes following the sentences of what you would’ve mistaken for a horror story, I met two words that stole my attention; Runes and Potions. Demons applied them in carrying some kinds of spells, like witches, except witches’ spells are stronger. That is only so because witches devote their lives to their magic, demons on the other hand hav

However, Caspian curled his five fingers and grabbed the chain, which then tightened rapidly. The green demonic flame was immediately sucked into it, tightened, and exploded, turning into flying flames all over the sky, like countless green butterflies. It dissipated as the wind blew. The demons in bronze armor were also tied tightly at this moment. As the chains tightened, the armor on its body was twisted, and the sound of steel plates being torn was heard. Streaks of green runes appeared on it. These runess were obviously written in the language of the Demon Race. A single glance from them was enough to cause a nightmare for an entire year.

Kira I finished drawing the circle in blood. I added a delta for the power transference then placed the rune for connecting to the demon realm. I didn't have a specific demon in mind, but most of the demons had a square in their rune, so I just drew a square. The whole thing looked very empty, but I was getting a little woozy from lack of blood.

She said and I stared at her confused "I don't understand? So??? "I asked and ava scoff "A drop of ur blood is dangerous Carmella, it can lead to the beginning of the ritual! "Justina said making me frown "What ritual? "I asked looking like a dummy "The ritual of the huntress, for the demons to rule the earth, they have to sacrifice the blood of a true angel and the blood of a true huntress! "A deep voice replied and I turned to stare at Asher "A True Blood of a angel and huntress? "I muttered confused when it suddenly hit me

I had only come across these archaic runes in the most cryptic of our manuscripts. "What are those?" My question was hardly audible above a whisper. "They're binding runes," Damon replied, blushing slightly at the realization of their importance. "He's trying to trap us here." An intense wave of fear swept over me. We would be helpless to stop whatever Xander had planned next if he was successful. Our only chance was to break the spell before it had a chance to become firmly entrenched. "Everyone, focus your energy on the runes!" I gave an order, my voice breaking through the growing panic. "We have to disrupt them before it's too late!"

I felt a presence, ancient heat, emanating from the burning flesh, as if it were alive with some inner power. Shit just kept getting weirder by the day. A break would be fucking nice, Universe! “What is it?” I asked. “A rune,” Amaris said grimly. “Neither good nor bad, inherently. But this one….” The healer knelt closer, easing Steph’s hand from mine, and I only let it happen because it was her, the healer I trusted. “But this is not an ordinary rune.” “The hell is a rune?” I demanded again. “Is it permanent? What does it mean? Amaris—”

“Selene, why are you here? I mean, I only ask because it’s rare for you to show yourself to others.” Selene simply giggling at the question, as if she wasn’t phased by it in the least. “Yes, that is true. And while I do rarely show myself to others, I did feel like I needed to show myself to you before I spoke with Tori.” “Tori?” “Yes. For you see…. Tori and Rune are what I call special. As they are what I call magical runes or in layman’s term a Rune wolf. Another term to use is Rune-binder as Rune’s fur is white with black and silver runes etched along the surface. Runes that grant Tori certain powers at certain times when needed but only when he becomes of age.”

That sounded unbelievable. Rozi struggled to explain this in modern terms, so Adrian said, "Those runes are similar to our blood circulatory system. Immortals infused their powers into these runes. This is similar to the blood being pumped through our veins, allowing us control over specific limbs. On top of that, there are all sorts of runes, each with its own password. It's like our safety boxes that can't be opened unless we know the password." "How are these passwords defined then?" Steel asked.

“Why?” “Because,” I whispered, my fingers reaching for the lamp beside us, “you’ve clearly never heard of blacklight.” I flicked the switch. The room bloomed with violet light, and above us, painted in glowing ink across the entire ceiling, was the demon entrapment rune. The demon froze, its eyes trained on the ceiling. Slowly, it met my stare. “Bad witch.”