Dragon Ball Demon Breaker Novels & Stories

My mother explained. Oden nodded in support of her and suddenly, Hemon’s eyes flung open and he began to laugh out in a demonic voice. His eyes turned fiercely red and his hands began to tremble and twitch in a horrifying way. “The demon is back inside him” Oden notified. “We need to seal off this lair until we find a way to destroy him and free Hemon” Mother suggested and we quickly moved out of the lair. She closed her eyes and begin to recite some spells, her gray hair stood into the air and a barrier suddenly started to form and completely sealed off the entrance to the lair.

What is he doing here? Demon: Is there anyone here with the name of Ban? Do you mind coming with me for a bit? Student 1: That is Drago Soberta. A demon Lord and the renowned best beast tamer. What does he want with a demon of unknown background? The room was once again filled with whispering. I stood up and left the classroom. Then as soon as we were a few distant from the classroom Drago stopped and looked at me and straightforwardly said. "Ban L Avareza I choose you to inherit my legacy.''

So make sure that you don't appear before him or else you will face dire consequences, Luna Doreen informs her. I nod timidly as Luna Doreen excuses herself to attend other important issues pertaining to the upcoming event. I skip home happily after hearing that I'm not supposed to attend the festival. I thank the moon goddess for answering my prayers. As she knows in my heart that i really don't want to meet the Demon. Rumors have it that he's very ruthless and wicked but also very handsome. But all the same ,i don't want to meet him and I'm grateful my prayers have been answered.

A calm voice sounded behind the boy and the boy holding me whipped his head around to the intruder. The demon, Asmodeus or Adrian or whatever his name was stood in the middle of the bathroom. Clothed in a full black suit, his eyes were pitch black and were showing nothing but death. He stared at us and his teeth bared in a dangerous manner. "Who the fuck are you?" The boy said to him. The demon snapped his fingers and the boy in front of me started screaming in a high pitched, painful scream.

Acting as though he hadn't just interrupted my grandfather, he gestured to one of his subjects with a wave of his finger. And like a trained dog, a man stepped forward and handed a bag over to him. While we wondered what was in it, and wolves waited in alertness, ready to pounce, he tore open the bag and a head rolled out of it. Mr. Jack, our ambassador to humans. In an instant, wolves surrounded vampires who pulled out weapons and waited, tension trembling through our hearts. That lazy smile framed the demon's face again, his eyes briefly sweeping through my grandfather whose lips were parted in shock.

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?"

said another slightly older divine dragon sadly "Little Tail, now that we seal your bloodline, memories, including abilities, you will descend to earth in the form of the Green Sky Python, so that even those demons won't be able to discover your true identity! , in the lower realm you have to cultivate hard and break through the ban we put on you, when you reach the realm of the Green-eyed Inquisitive Dragon you will be able to avenge us!" "Ah ！！！！！！！！ Damn demons, you caused my family to die I am at war with you!" --------------------------- "What is a demon anyway?" Kio muttered Xiao Mei, who had only partially opened the seal, was confused, shook his head and decided not to think about it

“It doesn’t matter. You’re stronger than him. Prove it. Show me how powerful you are.” “What do you want me to do?” I smirked at his question. That was the opening I’d been waiting for. “How do you wake a three-millennium old demon?” “Who are we talking about here?” He asked with a frown. “Who do you think?” “Draven.” He clenched his jaw tightly. “I’ll need Samuel for this.” “Then we’ll get Samuel.” “I don’t know, Benjamin. I haven’t heard from him since he up and left with the entire poison.”

"But..but you are no longer a demon." As far as I know, demons are the only beings who can teleport. Angels and Fallen Angels can only fly. As Michael had told me, Eriol was reverted back to being a Fallen Angel. So in effect, he doesn't have that power anymore. But now, he still has it. The big question was why? "It confounds me too, but I don't care about the reason anymore, Dear Heart, " he stated with ease. "What I want to focus now is you."

Bast yelled in pain. The boy behind him gasped. Deragan released his grip on the yellow demon’s other arm, spinning to catch the jaws of the Sarabi. He found grip, teeth cutting into his fingers as he ripped the jaws apart, folding them back in almost the opposite direction. It thumped limply to the floor. Sending up a cloud of dust as it stilled.