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But I kept looking for anything that I could find. I finally picked up a pair of tweezers and I grabbed something out of one of the wounds on Jillian’s body. I put it on the tray and I put the magnifying glass and tweezers down. “What is that?” Lucas asked. “What I was hoping not to find. It’s brown fur.” I said. “A wolf.” Lucas said. “They weren’t killed by vampires.” I said. I turned around and I kicked another tray that was behind me and it flew across the room before hitting the shelves and it fell over.

Ghoul Ghoul is a monster from ancient Arabia, it is said that this monster is also written in the Koran (don't know, never read about it). At first Ghoul was thought of as a Jinn, but as time went on, Ghoul was more often depicted as a kind of zombie or vampire. Ghoul is a creature that lives in the desert and preys on travelers besides that Ghoul also often destroy tombs and prey on corpses. See you 👋 LOVE ALL ❤️

They were vicious and filled the hearts of other wolf packs with fear. They were worshipped like gods and manipulated other wolves to do their bindings, they formed the association of the underworld, distinguishing the wolves from the humans, it was treacherous to have anything to do with the humans and it could cause a death sentence on anyone caught with a human. Great Lycan Silva was the first Lycan to be born and his birth was to be a salvation to all of the underworld… or not.

i said while moving backwards then i noticed something on my t - shirt, a blood stain. "Where did this come from?" I asked myself. another drop dripped on me again, it was coming from the roof , i looked up and i saw a woman killed and hanged up, her whole body was full of blood as if he was being eaten by wolves. When i was about to get out, lights started flicking in my back , somebody was really in there. I stopped and looked back then the lights cane in at once, that was the first time i met my clone face to face, i felt like i was fainting and my whole body was quivering, he looked exactly like me.

Walter rumbled as they all settled their attention on Mantilo. "These claw markings....the scent of bile....the black fluids...." The large Clan Head said at first instead of answering, glancing dispassionately at the damage and claw marks all about the room. "That's is a definite sign that what I had feared all this time is true." He finally began. "These things, these intruders are called Ghouls. I hadn't come across one of their kind in many decades. So when I first spotted the dead moose's and the black slime on the bodies my memory was tickled, but I couldn't exactly put the pieces together until I visited the library and recovered a few scrolls...."

Yukiya shouted glancing at his rotten face. The ghoul sighed once again. He caressed the clay prosthetics and peered at her. "I was telling you the truth. I am indeed a ghoul. I was rescued by my highness a while ago. Back then, I didn't have my memory but little by little I regained it all….being an undead….it's not fun. Most of the time I stink. I have to use special perfumes to keep it in check. My jaw falls off all the time, so I have to control my words…. My life is not easy," he sighed with his head down.

The number had been reduced to two hundred thousand. There's still a lot, but it's close to the target. One hundred fifty thousand. One hundred and thirty thousand. One hundred and five thousand. "Grrrraaaawwwrrrr!~ ... " The screams of a hundred thousand-plus ghouls echoed through the air. The number was sufficient and the fight was stopped. Damien was just about to put them all back into the shadows, but one ghoul caught his attention. To be precise, there seemed to be a ghoul that had evolved. He had a body that looked sturdier than the other ghouls, and there was a purplish aura that radiated from all over his skin.

However before I could share the same with Draco I saw that female tentatively looked at burned fingers and then she aggressively swirled her head to us and glared at me and Draco with a violent killing intent. ‘AYAYAYAYAYAYAYYAYAYAYYyyyyyyyy………………………………………………’ female ghoul screamed so sharply that my ears ached, her mouth opened wide and a serpent like long lousy grey colored tongue came out, at same time I observed that all dark blood on ground rippled vigorously and started to get thick, along with several human body parts which were floating on surface started to gather in one direction. I would have never believed it, if I wouldn’t had seen it happening with my own eyes

“Lift a paw to your nose, Manolya. It reeks of demon filth.” I swept the light across the chamber. In the center sat an empty stone coffin, its edges jagged. I stepped closer, squinting at the surface. Gnaw marks. Deep, frantic grooves in the stone that no human tool could make. “So it is indeed ghouls,” I murmured. “They are hiding from the sun.” “Low-level pranksters,” Aziz scoffed. “So annoying. What is the motive? Why here? That part I do not understand.”

he yelled as he stepped back, more corpses arising. “Ghouls,” Janshai said. “Ghouls?” Arth repeated, studying the ugly-looking corpses, having bone claws and razor teeth; long and sharp. Their height stood taller than any regular human, and their eyes glowed in blue light. “Est Immortuos … The Undead” Janshai added. “They’re the corpses that have been revived and controlled by a powerful Demonlord.” “They’re like zombies without flesh … only skeletal ones,” Arth said as he unsheathed his sword.