Dragon Ball Frost Demons 소설 & 이야기

He knew that he had met his end. “Take him away!” Peter instructed. The special forces went to the basement with Greg. I followed. The moment the lift doors were opened, we smelt a strong chemical scent. It was not a warehouse. Instead, it was a luxurious and well-equipped lab. There were a lot of devices and blinking lights. On the rack next to the wall, there were a lot of test tubes. On one of the rows, there was a blue tag. It said: Angel’s Kiss. At the deepest corner of that lab, there was a heavy metal door.

It was the figure standing in the shadows, just beyond the altar’s reach. Asha’s breath caught in her throat. The figure was tall and imposing, draped in flowing robes of dark fabric that shimmered with an otherworldly glow. The face was hidden beneath a hood, but the presence of the figure was unmistakable. It was a spirit—a manifestation of the Frostkin's ancestors.

And I wanted to become as awe-inspiring and menacing as he was. Meanwhile, the demon wrapped his wings around himself and all of a sudden, started shrinking. In a minute, the pangram contained a rather cute-looking noble. You'd never guess who he was if you didn't know! He had golden hair, blue eyes, and marble-white skin. He was so thin, you'd think he would break if you blew on him. Instead of a whip, he had a rose in his hand. The rose was the last straw. I had no words. Yet the demon finally spoke up, like wind roaring outside the windows of the old tower.

"You won't get a single blood from me," Arth said as he unsheathed Frostcalibur, facing six, armed demons. They had muscled bodies with rough burnt skin, wide wings, and long tails. Their armors screamed in black metal, their capes burning red. One of them was dressed in a dark purple cloak, with a long staff in his hand. The others were armed with dual machetes.

"Human... how are you..." Lucien Desrosiers, the Demon King of the dark court, took one stunned step back. The noise behind him died at once. The hall was packed with elders, guards, and newly chosen sacrificial consorts, yet everyone seemed to forget how to breathe. Someone whispered, "She is not afraid of him? The Demon King's whole body carries the lust-curse. Any woman who gets too close starts collapsing within three seconds. Why is she fine?"

The Demon, who had been hovering menacingly behind Xavier, slumped to the ground, a defeated foe. Falkor offered an exceptional handgun, its design hinting at occult craftsmanship, with an air of steadfast command. "Forged by divine methods to slay these demonic beasts," he stated, his voice filled with unwavering resolve. "Let us cast them down into the depths of hell, where they belong." Falkor's eyes were filled with wrath as he launched a merciless volley of shots at the advancing Demons. Each shot held a potent blend of satisfaction and insatiable need, reflecting the intense desire to demolish the Demon's Army.

Ryan and Harlow stopped abruptly in their steps, and the colour drained from their faces. "Do something!" Ryan yelled at his men as perspiration beaded his furrowed brows. The Rogue soldiers separated and surrounded the monstrous canine, agitatedly stalking closer to the camp. "I am the frost demon, and this is my territory." The beast roared in a thunderous bloodthirsty howl before shifting into a blazing inferno when the fire erupted from his fur, eyes, and mouth. Black as coal smoke billowed from his muscular frame. The demon's distinctly almond-shaped eyes burned with green fire, lusting to consume everything in its path.

But no matter how many he cuts down, they just keep respawning after they die. 'I'm getting sick of this. Why wait for an opening when I can create one myself? I defeated that demon easily enough, let's see how Delmar compares.' Fenrir lets out his rage, the black flames of Alazar consume his body this time. His flesh and blood are temporarily replaced by the flames. The outburst of energy destroys any nearby shadow fiends in the way. Fenrir takes a step toward Delmar with his menacing new look. Glowing red eyes, flames emerging from his semi-open mouth, a demon incarnate.

And under this ray of light, the millions of races in the universe were all illuminated by body and mind, and washed away. "It's the Creatureverse!" Frostwind reverently said. Not only that, after this light was illuminated, the seven dark demons on the ship gradually retreated, and even a little hidden body race was revealed, they are now. Just discovered that beside them, there are literally millions of races. "Mosquito element!" Moonlight Elite Cultivatorerpent was too scared, next to them, there was a very small group of Nebula Elite Cultivatoranctuary Worms, but it was at this time when the light shone down, they felt the terror of this creature.