Fizzarolli X Asmodeus Comic Novels & Stories

I’m just restraining my feeling of disgust towards that demon general or else I might crush his mouth with one single blow. Glade and Deborah take turns in attacking Asmodeus. They alternately give a massive blow to their opponent with their celestial weapon. On the other hand, Asmodeus just keeps on countering their attacks with his weapon. His pet, which is a hybrid of a lion and a dragon, helped him to block Glade’s and Deborah’s attack. Then suddenly, Asmodeus spitted a crimson fire from his human head that made Deborah and Glade quickly retreat from striking him.

Asmodeus asked as he crouched down in front of her, wiping some blood off her cheek and licking it off his fingers. Kasey instantly moved back, disgust written all over her face. Asmodeus frowned at that and grabbed her ankle. He slowly moved his way over her, his hands pinning her legs down as he pouted, "it's not nice to look at someone with that look you know..." His words grew harsher as he dug his long black nails into her knee. "You might make them VERY angry.." Kasey held back a scream as she choked on some tears.

In my defense, anyone would be as irritated as I am. “I knew that there was something different about you.” Asmodeus is speaking to me. He grins, those perfect white teeth of his that are almost too good, even for commercials. “To my Leviathan and Beelzebub under your control, you must be a special lady. My loves, bring her to me.” With his alluring voice, he commands the zombies. They all went ahead and began to charge at us. If Leviathan weren’t here, we all would have been in bigger trouble than we already are. We would most likely be covered in mountains of love zombies. The zombies were all throwing themselves all over the barrier, to the point that some were almost able to enter the ba

Torock met them and guided the Fates to safety. Charlene, ReNew, and Ariel stayed behind to guard the corridor. Heavy footsteps echoed ahead. It was Asmodeus—still running, Asbeel sprinting after him along the ceiling. Armaros followed close behind, hurling fireballs down the corridor. Asmodeus ducked and weaved to avoid the blasts. He didn’t see Charlene. She was already crafting a sigil box using the markings she copied. With a blink, she launched them—left, right, up, down.

I commanded as I take further steps close to him The grasshoppers disintegrate and Abaddon starts screaming and scratching his face, his body starts emitting black smoke as he falls on his knees and slowly his body vaporizes leaving only a tiny grasshopper and lifeless human. I kill the grasshopper with my feet as I squash it to death. I try to steady my breathing as I turn my focus at Asmodeus “Well that was unprecedented” he sighed “You are the only one left” “Yes isn’t it sad, Mason? Do you wanna know what’s really sad?”

The kill shot hurtled towards his head, and Asmodeus closed his eyes, bracing for the inevitable. But then, a miracle. The bullets froze in mid-air, suspended like deadly icicles. Madeus, sensing Asmodeus's pain through their shared connection, had stopped the fight with Lutan and rushed to his brother's side. With a swift motion, he sent the floating bullets clattering to the ground and pulled the headshot bullet out of Asmodeus's skull.

I take turns kissing all men until finally the only ones left are Asmodeus and Garrett. “Where did you sleep Asmodeus?” I asked him. “On the bed, Joel is a great cuddler,” he winked while Joel scoffed. “I did not cuddle your punk ass.” “I slept on the couch, too much sausage on that bed for me,” Garrett said. I laughed before yawning. I needed coffee. Asmodeus snapped his fingers and produced a cup of coffee for me. I took a sip and found it had some blood concentrate in it. “Mmm…thank you.” I groaned.

*Bang* The first of the two reasons was the cat that flew in the sky above. Asmodeus was not a major combatant; but she was not someone that could be taken lightly. Asmodeus’s specialty was assassination, but that was not the full extent of her skillset. As if the ability to hide in the shadows - or even reveal herself in broad daylight - and strike at the most opportune time was not troublesome enough, Asmodeus also possessed incredible regenerative abilities; and she could pass on these abilities to her partner, Fernandez! This basically meant that she was a healer, a healer specific to Fernandez. Any major injury would be healed in a thrice. This had made Fernandez an annoying fellow to f

Asmodeus tilted his head, intrigued, while Andromeda scowled, her frustration palpable. “Interesting,” Asmodeus mused. “You’ve tapped into something rare. But will it be enough?” I didn’t respond. Instead, I launched forward, a blur of fur and light. Asmodeus met me head-on, his flames roaring as they clashed with my wind-driven magic. The collision sent shockwaves through the cavern, cracks appearing across the walls.

One thing is, even though I am on the brink of death, I do not seem to be afraid at all. I know Abbadon and the rest have by now already noticed my absence and they will do whatever it takes to get me back but how can Asmodeus die for this stupid spell to be lifted? ‘Come close I want to tell you something.’ I tell Asmodeus with a calm voice. ‘We are the only ones here so you can tell me anything openly.’ Asmodeus tells me. ‘Please come close.’ I say with a soft voice and it works. He comes close and when he is close enough, I spit a large amount of mucus on his face and the expression he has on his face right now is just priceless.