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In the half-meter wound in its throat, the brown blood flowed like a flood that had burst the dam. That was a demon at the Completion of the Demonic Beast Realm, with black spurs like thorns all over his body, and the most terrible defensive ability. It was said that those demons were able to contend against masters at the Completion of the Martial Soldier Realm, and even masters at the Primary Rank of the Martial Mentor Realm. Having struggled with Ding Hao for more than four hours, it had been eventually killed by him with one sword strike, as Ding Hao noticed a flaw. "Wheeze..."

demon:- what kind of weapon do you have, it might going to help in planning, let me start first, my hate is a big boom, it's exploded with a remote, and I have two guns in clothed name:- my belt is a flexible blade, which is very hard to handle, my heart ring are drone boom, I have to take a target picture, and it will follow it and kill my target, I have only two, and my whole dress is electrified, mean if someone touches me he get death shock, it getting charge if I move and walk,

The clear leader of this military group of vampires ordered in a guttural growl as Kat writhed at his feet, kicking out and connecting with his shin. “No! Stop, you don’t know who she is!” Vlad pleaded to no avail as a soldier stepped forward with his baton and jabbed it into Kat’s side, sending the convulsing electricity into her body for several seconds. “Enough.” The Captain ordered. The soldier pulled back and the Captain looked down upon Kat’s inert body with satisfaction before looking at Vladimir and the sobbing Lucinda. “I know exactly who this demon is, Lord Vladimir Eskatol. As I well know who you are. Do you know who we are?”

some are more powerful than others as they keep trouping in from that god-damned dark circle or was it door? "The soldier's lives are more important than a history scroll, general," Kingu glared at him, his attention was divided as he didn't notice the third demon hovering around his head, it hit him hard from his back and sunk its fangs into his chest, Dylan ran up to it side as he already knew what the demon was about to do, he wants to dig out Kingu's heart and with a twirl, with his sword, Dylan sank his sword deep into the demon chest, it retracted it hands immediately from Kingus chest as the two both fell to the ground, Dylan went ahead and chopped off its head. he immediately ran to

If I had known they worked for him, I would have listened to that faint voice in my head and ran hard and fast. I knew who he was before I arrived in this country. It was important that lone wolves like Hannah and I learned about the hierarchy of the most powerful packs and who not to cross. He came up on the top of the most feared. Not just in the supernatural world. He ruled the underground world too. A deadly combination of guns and claws. It was rumored that he ripped out hearts if a person just took the wrong breath in his direction. Carmine Moreno or as he was known across all factions— The Demon Wolf.

Zeus asked quietly not to disturb his mate, who had fallen asleep with her head on the countertop. Cronos muttered in response, "I think it has something to do with what he already is." Resting his elbows on the counter and steepling his fingers, he continued, "Demon is a true-born demon of the underworld. He was not sent there for punishment; he was born of the darkness that belongs to one of the most horrifying of places. The place of his birth does not want to let him go. Demon is not strong enough to fight it." "Can't anyone do something to help him? Leo will be devastated if the Demon does not survive." Evelynn sniffled as Cronos wiped the tears from her cheeks. "We all will," she added

The Demon King leaned back, one leg slung over the armrest, grinning down at me with a slow, cruel smile. He was red-skinned and powerfully built and his body seemed to have been carved from molten stone. Two curved horns rose from his brow and black hair darker than night itself flowed down his back. A short, trimmed beard traced his jaw, but what caught my attention the most was the fact that he was... NAKED? “What in the fuck?” I muttered under my breath as I placed my hands over my eyes, trying to avoid the eye of the monster in between his legs. "Where the hell are your clothes?”

Finally, the head and torso rose from the pit, a nightmare given form. The demon general stood at least ten feet tall. Its armor wasn't just made of bone, it was made of bones, thousands of them fused together and still writhing as if trying to escape. Its face was a skull covered in scarred flesh, with burning red eyes set deep in the sockets. Massive horns curved from its temples, carved with symbols that hurt to look at. In one hand it carried a sword as long as I was tall, the blade wreathed in black flames that seemed to devour the light around them. The entire battlefield fell silent. Cultists and warriors alike froze, staring at the demon general in primal terror.

But before anyone could reach me, I pushed myself up. The hole was gone. Flesh whole again. I looked at my bloodstained hand, then at the soldier who'd fired. His face had gone pale. I rose slowly. "Your turn." He turned to run — I grabbed his collar and hurled him into his captain. Both went down in a heap. The captain scrambled up, fear twisting his face. "What are you—some kind of demon?" "I'm the man you'll never cross again." I seized his arm and twisted. Bones cracked like dry wood.