Devil Wing Quest Novelas e Histórias

{New Quest!!} { Friend Of Wisp } {Deep inside the millennia-old Long Bark forest the Wisp of Spirit has always lived and dwell in peace. But recently there's something that disturbed the peace of this peace-loving being, find and eliminate the source of the disturbance.} {Reward: Flying Land plot.} {Penalty: Full wrath of the Lich & Curse of the Undead cast on your soul.}

"What were you doing earlier?" asked Regi, looking very disappointed at Jenny's decision. Especially if it wasn't him who accepted the job offer offered by a jerk like Deny Felixia. "I'm not too stupid either Regi also have my own thoughts until I decide to accept. How about we cooperate, you also don't want to lose, right?" Regi immediately fell silent by Jenny's words. But yeah, how did they even become involved in something like this? "Not Jenny's game you want to die yes, the person we are fighting is equal to a predator. You understand, right?" Said Regi who accidentally scratched his head which didn't feel itchy.

The host must defeat the attackers and discover who is behind them. [Reward - Deathwing Angel hatch time is decreased by 50%] How the hell?

DANTE'S POV People call me the Devil of New York. They're not wrong. I've killed men for less than a dirty look. I've gutted rats who thought they could steal from me. I've fucked women who begged for mercy and made them beg for more pain instead. My empire runs on blood, loyalty, and fear. That's the only language this rotten world understands. And tonight, I reminded everyone of it. Crawford thought he could play me. Thought he could borrow money from my syndicate, promise returns, and then ghost like I'm some dumb fuck banker. No. You don't spit in my face and walk away.

Ivan replied, “My friend..” Dev asked again with open hands referring to the whole palace, “Who am I to this Ayruzglow?” “Prince…” “Come on my general, Save your prince” -as uttering these words Dev ran towards the Great Tower to took his form as the white dragon, Nora as the purple dragon, Ivan as the red dragon takes their plight to the Witch palace for Witch-hunt. Every conversation, every single gesture was displayed in the crystal ball by Mrs Swiftwings as Dev said before and she sighed, “No one can escape from the clutch of destiny.”

“I’m sure everyone has heard why we’re having this meeting today. Since we are running out of time, I won’t go into too much detail. Let’s get to the point right away,” Carwyn announced. “There is a Dragon’s terrain in Helsby Mountain. In order to be completely resistant against the erosion of the Devil’s Eye’s hellish lava, one must wear the Cooter Armor from the Iron Family of the Southern Sea to enter it. My son, Vlad, has a high chance of becoming a Demigod. He’ll be able to be the new Demigod of our family if he can wear the Cooter Armor and enter Helsby Mountain to obtain the Dragon’s terrain.

“How long will it take to finish that quest?” “You could take your time for this one. A maximum of 3 months since you’ll need to go to the 45th floor.” “What do I need to do?” Albert smiled when he noticed that even Dio was interested in the quest. He pulled out the request and handed it to Dio. “There are Devil Bunnies on the 45th floor. They are pretty dangerous because those monsters don’t just feed on flesh; they also devour their prey’s soul.” “Do you need their cores?”

And now, the strings tighten. Damitri slumped, sword clattering from numb fingers, his breaths ragged wheezes. The queen sobbed, clutching the infant tighter, while the boy stared with wide, tear-streaked eyes, fists balled at his sides. The devil's gaze shifted, those crimson slits narrowing with predatory hunger. He released Damitri with a casual flick, the shadows recoiling like whipped serpents, and strode toward the child. His hooves clicked ominously on the flagstones, tail lashing behind him, barbed tip carving shallow furrows in the stone. He paused before the boy, then crouched low, wings folding with a leathery rustle, bringing his grotesque face level with the child's. Sulfurous b

A different guild worker looked up as soon as she noticed V7 in front of her. " There have been complaints on demon activities in this village but there aren't any demon quests. Why?" V7 asked her as he leaned over her desk, examining the hole I punched into the desk earlier. " That's because it was a Good-paid quest. Good paid Quests are normally the first to be finished. Porcelain rank like yourself should maybe take a lower tier quest, demons are too strong for you anyway." She suggested as she pulled out another quest request and showed him. From the looks of the shield must be one of those Asil Crusaders... I thought as I stared at the Paladin.

Devora was a cold assassin in ancient times, She was always thirsty to kill enemies whenever she and Anna were on a mission, Her puffy eyes and face that had no reaction while killing was her trademark, to their lucky opponents who survived. Jin trembled, "What? She can't do that!" Jin immediately chase Devora and stop her. Jin thought that there might be a bigger problem when the number of the Crow Ax gang is reduced, the demons will soon arrive and the outcome will definitely not be good when the Crow ax gang is offended, due to the death of their disciples. In a blink of an eye, Jin went to Devora's place and immediately grabbed Devora's hands tightly. However, Devora was much stronger th