Demon Ships Novels & Stories

"What have we found out about them?" "Mostly armed with railguns, same as us, but with a higher calibre. Others seem to be armed with laser based weapons, similar with what should have been added in our upgrade but more advanced. These flying Cathedrals have one thing in common and that is a heavily armored bow shaped like a wedge, possibly for ramming. These ships seem to be extremely durable, some even have power left. Sergeant Horvath got one hell of a scare when an automated defence turret pointed at him and started clicking. Lucky for him the thing was empty." "Impressive. What about those red dagger ships? Any intel about them?"

At this moment! The demons of the Devil Clan and the Skyfall Empire were all stunned on the spot, their faces full of horror and disbelief! Come on! Obviously, the comers were not allies, but enemies! "Boom!" The void rippled! In the end! Six flying shuttles were slowly approaching the Ahi Dynasty from the void not far away. The leading flying boat was huge, like an island. It stood proudly in the air, emitting dazzling runes. It gave people a deep sense of awe!

As they rode back to the palace, Cornelius couldn't help but notice that Ares had a deep frown on his face. He was about to say something when the Coachman yelled. “Hey!Get out of the way!" Ares and Cornelius looked out of the window and saw a bunch of human females falling to the ground. One thing Ares hated more than his demon was humans. They were liars, traitors and conceited beings. That was why he never bought a human slave before.

Darkness descended, the sky turning a sickly shade of crimson, and Mia's smile twisted into a look of terror. The demon's presence surged within him, stirring the dormant power that lay within his veins. Its malevolent whispers filled his mind, taunting him, tempting him to embrace the darkness. Alex clutched his head, desperately trying to block out the onslaught, but it was a battle he seemed destined to lose.

Again, the sea. Damonq moved closer, and she could suddenly see the water. It was dark and frightening in the long expanse. There was a ship ahead, anchored in the water. Waiting for Darkness and the others. She felt his glee. There were men and women on the ship. Several children. As the devils swept in from the night sky, panic erupted. Screams. She closed her eyes, but she refused to separate herself from Damonq. If he had to see the carnage, the least she could do was hear it.

Damian's face flashed before my eyes, his eyes gleaming with a sadistic pleasure as he committed the heinous act. I shuddered as I recalled the onslaught my pack members received at the hands of Damian and his vampire minions. The images of their battered and broken bodies, the sounds of their screams and pleas for help, it all came flooding back, and I felt myself shaking uncontrollably in the bathtub.

If they are coming by ship they may arrive with a fleet of fifty ships. If I get L to metamorphose into a power water demon we could have a real chance. It would destroy most of the ships and the remaining one I would take out on the Island, it was an obvious suicide mission. "My life depends on you in this mission!" I said to L. "It had always," she answered and went out. I had to lock myself In a room and prepare how much I am ready to fight, I prepared a shield this time so it would not be funny!

Glancing down at his shirt that had ridden up she could make out boot prints on his chest and burn marks on his side. "What on earth happened to you," she muttered. "I kicked his ass," a gravelly voice sounded with a bit of humor. Sophia turned and screeched seeing a huge frightening-looking demon standing in the doorway. Sophia's single eye widened at the gray colored skinned, black horned creature with blood-red eyes and huge leathery wings.

The black horizon of the Pacific didn’t just rumble; it bled. Through the dense, wet curtains of the harbor fog, the silhouette of *The Leviathan* materialized like a prehistoric leviathan cut from matte-black steel. The naval destroyer sat three miles out, a ghost ship commissioned by the absolute peak of corporate desperation, its heavy forward cannons slowly rotating toward the coordinates of the free port of Blackridge. They weren't here to negotiate an asset recovery. They were here to execute a scorched-earth liquidation.

Once the defensive shields were broken through, the Demon Clan crazily rushed onto the decks of the warships. Soon, the warships exploded and turned into huge fireballs. They fell to the ground slowly with the screams of the masters of the Demon Clan and the Human Clan. Although the Black Armored Army of the God's Palace and the experts of the River Palace on the warships were powerful, and there were many experts at the peak stage of the Saint Realm on each warship, they were soon drowned in the vast demon crowd. There were just too many of the demons, who were too tough, and many Demon Kings would self-destruct and perish together with their opponents.