Demonic Armour Novels & Stories

The demon that was following Garin had made it here and he landed heavily on the ground. Norae spun her trident around and had her guard up for this demon because just like every angel and demon, they were acquainted and she knew he was very powerful. The demon was tall and his horns were very big, most likely one of the biggest in Hell. And, the bigger a demon’s horn, the more power he possesses. He was in very thick armour that was adorned with human skulls on the shoulder pads. His eyes were blood red and the axe that was attached to his back was just as long as his entire body. Garin saw his face and he looked at him with both concern and slight gladness because they hadn’t seen each oth

Then, in a deafening roar, fiery red portals erupted across the horizon, burning bright against the darkness. The pack members froze for a moment, their eyes widening in disbelief as demonic rings encircled the sky. One by one, monstrous figures leapt from the portals, their bodies covered in grotesque black armor, their eyes glowing a menacing crimson. The demons snarled and growled, their claws and weapons gleaming as they hit the ground with bone-rattling thuds. Thousands of them emerged, their sheer numbers stretching far beyond what the defenders had prepared for. Their size and viciousness sent chills down the spines of even the most seasoned warriors.

After the armor was crafted, it was sent to the fae to enchant it with high magick. They placed enchantments of increased stamina, endurance, healing, quickness, and strength upon it. They were each given to members of supernatural royalty; vampires, werewolves, warlocks, fae, angels, and so on, received the armor. Mine is attuned to my electrical energy. It is a deep dark black with veins of crimson-colored living blood flowing through it. It is light armor and fits me like a glove. The matching sword is called the Deathslayer, as its power is that which can even defy death, himself.

It was dangerous. Under the scorching sun, three formidable demonic beings stood ominously in front of the ancient pack house, emanating an aura of malevolence. Each demon possessed a unique appearance, reflecting their individual nature and power. The first demon stood tall and imposing with ebony skin and fiery crimson eyes. His long, jagged horns protruded from his forehead, and he carried a wickedly serrated sword crafted from blackened bones. The second demon was shrouded in a cloak of swirling shadows, making it difficult to discern her true form. Her skeletal fingers clutched a slender, obsidian staff topped with a glowing, pulsating orb of ethereal energy. The final demon had a hulki

One faction is to serve the Palace as general servants while the other factions are to serve members of the Imperial Family. Blue is the colour scheme for the servants belonging to the faction of the Frost Palace, in short these servants directly serve the Third Prince Jin Huan. As for the others, the general servants are clad colours of dark maroon. As for the Emperor, the faction of servants appointed are naturally larger, they are clad in black. The faction which serves the emperor, the colour black truly makes them look more imposing. These people their positions may be that of a servant but their worth is comparable to those revered generals or martial arts masters.

On the Indestructible Armor, another purple armor draped over his body. "Demonic Dragon Armor!" Of all the people present, who was not familiar with this armor? Wasn't this the armor worn by the demonic dragon when the dragon was trapped in the Dragon-trapping Mountain? "Roar!" He threw his head back and roared. A purple light rose from Samuel's body, and black Qi filled the air. As if sensing the echo of Samuel, the blood-colored pillar in the vortex of the black clouds suddenly shone brightly. The purple light and the golden light immediately attacked each other!

Between heaven and earth was filled with a terrible blow of light that proved its sharp, terrifying, and tearing power. "Swallowing Heaven Armor!" One Legged Ox Demon King gave a great shout and felt his cyan skin glimmer with a green light. That was precisely the armor that had been developed from the condensed demonic aura. An unbounded amount of concealed weapons and that saber light thundered on the demonic armor of the One Legged Ox Demon King. It stirred up a formation of turbulent qi and violently imploded. ...

The piece was of a famous Hero named The Dominator, she wore her trademark horned helm with a skin tight light armor bodysuit, all jetblack and her bladed whip called Aggressors Wrath that glowed with brilliantly violent power. She was standing over a Demon Lord who looked like he was smashed into his throne by the way his blood was shown splattered all over it, and there were what looked like thousands of low level Demons behind her all with broken bones or blown off limbs causing the expanse of hell to look more....hellish.

He opened his mouth and violently blew a black whirlwind. Inside the whirlwind were billions of shadowy souls roaring and a giant pounding his chest. A huge skeleton that was as tall as a mountain, clad in black demonic armor walked out from the black mist. Its bones were white jade glaze, clean and translucent. A haze of light burst out from it and condensed thousands of rules.

We gathered at the place of the earth goddess in the middle of the moon light which was said to bless any, who sought unison. Darian wore his black armor, the blood on it was dry and uncleaned. It was an insult, he wore the blood of his victims on his armour. Like he was proud of all the injustice he’d committed. presence. He carried a dark aura everywhere he went. He was like a demon who stole souls and tortured bodies. When he came, he started at me menacingly. As I turned my head to meet his gaze I found only contempt and hostility. “I came with clean hands,” I said remembering the words the moon goddess had whispered inside my dream. I had a lump in my throat, much to the contrary of my