Demonic Magic Emperor Novels & Stories

Asher watched the memory unfold as if it were happening right before his eyes. He narrowed his eyes, focused on the dark figure with the massive wings. "Who the hell is this?" he asked Damir internally. "That's Morgana, a high-ranking demon from the Abyss," Damir replied. A beat of silence. "This Abyss," Asher said, his tone shifting. "Where exactly is it?"

Dean banged his spear against the floor and managed to close the portal. "My friend!" Yama chuckled, his voice loud enough to down the sound of buzzing. I gawked at him as he was in one of his crazy suits which were too blinding for my eyes. He was the only demon who inherited the throne without having to fight for it. The longest-running Demon King. Most of them admired him for that quality and feared him at the same time. Then again he looked like the kind of person who cannot even hurt a fly. With his tall slender body, gangly arms and brown chocolate eyes he looked like the boy next door.

A realization dawned on her almost instantly. “Black mana.” Black mana! The corrupted mana used the blood of sacrifices. The ritual of the demon. In other words, black magic. “Correct. So, what is the method to extinguish the fire?” “Pure magic.” Shadow shook her head. “Just magic, in general. But, pure magic is extremely good as well.” In other words, pure magic was expected to be used in this situation. “I see…” She said slowly. As an elf, who lived secludedly with nature, the mana bestowed upon her should be the greatest. Elves were great with nature which was also supposedly pure. Hence, elves used the power of nature. Without a doubt, the fire could be put out by her.

Old Hagstorm nodded in acknowledgment. Andrius frowned and asked in confusion, “You said not to act against those ancient martial families yet, but what?” Old Hagstorm took a deep breath, his expression instantly becoming solemn, and said slowly, “Because the Insect Ruler has prepared everything. “The Demon Emperor is about to emerge!” The demon emperor... That was an extraordinary existence, a legendary leader in the world of shamanism! He was about to be resurrected!

The Leviathan Emperor said and spoke again again. "And also according to the information we can believe that the human who has the bloodline of the devil's bloodline, namely Dajol as well, has now been freed from the prison that has kept him locked up for so long and now he has begun to act to dominate the first world, namely the inner world." Demon Emperor Leviathan said. "That's why all of us Jinns and also Jan or Demons shouldn't miss this good opportunity, right?" Emperor Leviathan said speaking and it seemed that all the creatures that were in that place seemed to be nodding their heads in agreement.

Whenever the former emperor saw him, he always had a look of displease on his face; it was as if he saw Marcus as a nuisance. At first, when he was younger, he longed for the former emperor's approval. Hence, he tried his best on everything. Hoping that one day, the former emperor would be proud of him. Unfortunately, all of those were only his wishful thinking. As Marcus was too different from the former emperor and exceeded on everything especially in magic, he realized that he was often compared to the former emperor. It became worse when it was disclosed how his mana was too immense and his potential was too high. That in a few years time, he could become the youngest archmage in history

I had to move fast. I turned through the pages of the spell book with shaky hands until I finally settled on what I was searching for. “Thrakos, Demon of the Underworld, Lord of Hell,” I whispered, my fingers tracing the forbidden verse. “He who commands the forbidden flames of the devil's domain,” my voice grew louder, desperation etched in my eyes, "I call thee, Thrakos. I summon thee to the mortal realm. Kneel before–” The sound of thunder cracking cut me short before I could complete my words. The ground began to rumble and the circle I had engraved on the ground expanded outwards as dark smoke clouded the entire place.

With desperate eyes, she questioned. "I believe just a figment, created by a witch. The aura of dark magic was too great that night!" King Emmerich possessed the ability to intercept evilness, dark magic, fear, blood, and death. He was drawn to it from a young age, and the wildness within him ran by, devouring them. He is mighty, and his vision can travel any distance to identify the source of the evilness or dark motives. And, when it comes to his family and himself, he can sense when someone is plotting something evil to harm them. He can directly draw power from hell; he is said to be Lucifer's first born, and his demon is said to be Calcifer, or the fire of hell.

" Asked Devora. Elly looked at Devora with a proud smile, " The Demon Emperor promised me that he would make me a full -fledged demon spirit and he would give me an immortal human body if I could inflict suffering on many people. But unfortunately, he was defeated by his opponents in the past. But before he was finally defeated and imprisoned in the sacred chest, he sent messages using telepathy to his human disciples and evil souls like me. He promises that he will return and whoever obeys his command about sowing evil will have a reward when he returns. He also spread evil soul like me on various objects such as amulets, but I don't have the ability to come out of the amulet. But now that

Ehm'il took the parchment, the wand and shouted in the eyes of all the spectators: “Discite!” At that moment the parchment became the usual fine dust and was taken by the wind, and a small tattoo appeared on one of Ehm'il’s fingers. “Omnes Tenebrae... A powerful magic that will leave everyone in total darkness. They’ll act as if they were blind. Who knows this spell, who casts it, is the only one who can see everything as before using it,” Nakutsck explained to Ehm'il. “A very good magic, if used properly,” Knudlac added.