Novel & Cerita Demonic Sonic

He held a high-frequency sonic emitter, a weapon he clearly intended to use to wipe the archives clean of every living thing”human or otherwise. "Leave her," Dominic roared, his voice amplified by the device. The vampires laughed”a chorus of jagged, discordant sounds that seemed to shatter the very air. "We do not take orders from a man whose blood we could drink before he can even blink, Archpriest," the lead vampire purred. Dominic didn't hesitate. He jammed his finger down on the emitter’s trigger.

Chris then made his way over to hit him again, but I ran over to him and grabbed his arm. Chris turned to me once more and his hand hooked around my neck to grip my neck as he forced me to move forward and started pulling me once more, my body starting to squirm and struggle against him. He reached the edge of the forest and looked towards the mob of demons that were now fighting. "Silas!" he called out to his demon friend.

But Damian pointed to the figures around the wolf. They were Shadow Claw warriors. They were holding instruments. Horns. Drums. "They aren't just watching," Damian said. "They're playing. They're creating resonance." "Sonic tuning," Kai said, standing up. "It's not magic. It's acoustics. The sphere is crystal, right? Or star-metal glass? It vibrates. If you hit the right frequency, you can shatter it... or you can stabilize it." "We don't have instruments," I said. "We have voices," Wulfric said. "And we have the room." He tapped his cane on the floor. The sound echoed perfectly, a pure, ringing note. "This chamber," Wulfric said, looking up at the domed ceiling. "It is an echo chamber. A pa

I wanted to scream, but no sound came out. Because Damon rose to his feet, glowing like a living star, his body cracking with light. And when he opened his mouth again, the sound that came out was not human at all. The air shook as Damon rose to his feet. His whole body glowed with silver runes that pulsed like a heartbeat. His eyes were no longer his. They burned with light that belonged to something older, something dangerous. When he opened his mouth, the sound that came out was not a voice but a growl that rattled through my bones.

Alpha Derek's POV I didn't know how but I was able to control the demon inside me. I had only sunk my claws into her neck, and at the sight of her blood, the demon inside of me suppresses. The side on which I had cut immediately healed up but has a scar. She must've been a local for her to heal up instantly. Since I was from the demon clan, no matter how fast and strong the werewolf's inner power might be, he or she can never heal from my slash.

The sound cut through the chaos, silencing the discordant symphony that had empowered Raktos. The demon's form flickered once more, his body writhing in pain. Edna pressed her advantage, channeling her will into the haunting melody that flowed from the flute. The sound enveloped Raktos, seeping into his very essence, stripping away his malevolence. Raktos let out a guttural scream, his form dissipating into ethereal wisps. The demon of music was vanquished, his power broken. The air grew still, and a hush fell over the battlefield as the remnants of his dark symphony dissipated into nothingness.

And they were screaming a single word: "Awaken!" [The Defensive Line] "Open fire!" Sebastian ordered from the command center, watching the tactical feeds. The automated sonic cannons along the perimeter spun up. WUB-WUB-WUB. A devastating wave of low-frequency sound hit the first wave of cultists. Blood burst from their ears and eyes. Normal men would have collapsed, completely incapacitated. The Ascended merely staggered, shook their heads, and kept charging, firing their assault rifles wildly at the base.

He wanted to say, "You are scums." Son of the Evil Lord and Demon Son were about to go mad. Why hadn't they heard of No.1 in the Starry Sky before? Where did he come? The two looked at each other, and their eyes became fierce. The auras around them soared to the extreme, stirring up the surrounding air turbulence. Demon Son was the most ferocious. The black light of the halberd surged and turned into a flash of lightning, going straight to Chu Xun's throat. The Son of the Evil Lord took out a string of small, delicate golden bells. Each bell was about the size of a thumb. He wore the bracelet of the bells on his hand.