Novel & Cerita Global Demon King Starting As The Abyssal Dragon

"Though I suppose yours might actually be one." The no-fur smirked as he reached out to grope the Throne's crotch, not breaking eye contact as he did. It was not the time to admire the brat's audacity. Or to acknowledge that somehow his touch gave him a chill, pulling him from concept to grounded being. The Throne needed to course correct. The little bitch was somehow drawing out its physical connections to its last host, King. King who had started out submissive to an Orangelo who would become the God of Chaos. The Throne had slowly absorbed that part of King to create the perfect Black Devil.

Rain opened the huge mahogany doors with all her strength and in stepped my grandmother, Cecelia Von Speltsper. Lady Cecelia, or grapy, as I liked to call my grandmother, was the woman who found me. She said she had been out riding when a ray of light fell from the sky and there I was. I don’t know if that story was true or if it was made up to cover my origin as a hybrid, but she was the one who discovered I had the mark of a phoenix on my back and that I was to be the next Demon King. Lady Cecelia was King at the time and none of her five sons and two daughters had the mark.

This sounded impossible, if Drogo hadn't told me this herself, I wouldn't have believed it. The case of the Demon lord still gave me sleepless nights, I had to find a solution to it. " Drogo, my father spoke about the demon lord form. He has been reborn and he would take in form in a decade. Do you have any idea how we can stop this from happening?" I asked. " If the King of the Dragons has no idea about how he can be stopped, who am I to Know?" My dragon said, sounding depressed. This was the fact, that the king of the dragons had no idea how the demon lord could be stopped, he had already been reborn.

He could only tell that Evelyn, the new queen he had summoned, was showing a subtle sense of vulnerability at the moment. This puzzled Baymont. "The name of the Demon King," Evelyn said suddenly, "I want to know the name of the Demon King." "His Majesty, the Demon King, is the only Demon who has ever awakened the bloodline of the Old Gods; his name is the name of the Old Gods, and no one may call the Gods by their first names." Baymont paused for a moment and told her, "But the projection of His Majesty's consciousness in the human world is called Irzey.

The word Master Trinity who returned went on to mention the thirteen Kings of the third world. "Then the second is Dagon who is from the Jan or Demon clan too. He has the body of a giant squid like the Kraken who is called the destroyer and his kingdom is at the bottom of the ocean. Then next the third is Belphegor who comes from the Jan or Demon also like Coyote and Dagon." Said the Trinity Master who returned to continue

It was only done to take Nicklaus away from her. "First of all, my little queen let me do a good introduction of who I am, it not good if you keep on referring to me as a creepy creature. At least the queen who will be sacrificed to free me deserves to know that much about me." He said in a somewhat gentlemanly manner, though pretentious and Tiana felt Nicklaus’ dark power made a weak rhythm-like movement that undulated his heavy calm. "I am Cyrus, an ancient king of the demons in the underworld and also the ancient king of the entire land Librea."

She exhaled deeply before saying. "The abyss?. But that thing is forbidden. One wrong move, and the Demons will be free forever. You told me that yourself Darla…. The abyss was the forbidden item our first true blooded Queen used to cast the Demons down to the underworld, it was this same abyss that caused her life. There has to be another way". Hattie said.

“You will stand across from me.” We all move into position. Each of my Kings represent with life or death. Levi is the King of Demons, and thus the underworld, so he represents death at its purest form. While Remiel is the King of the Angels, representing life at its purest form. Lucern is a strong necromancer, so he also represents death, but on a lesser level than Levi.

Aria didn’t seem to hear either. “She’ll leave and he’ll come back. Now his mate’s dead and turned to ash, he doesn’t have many options. Let him have some demon tail for a while.” Another whispered. “What if he falls for that one, too? Then we lose him like we did to the little ginger slut before. Why can’t he just stop chasing after them? It’s disgusting. I mean, look at the new panther king, all cozied up with the succubus witch. The dragon king with the demon king. The fucking Alpha with some fishy slut. Demons need to keep their tails off our men.” A third voice growled.

The first Moon-born whispered like someone reliving an ancient nightmare. “The Abyss.” Silence crashed across the battlefield. Even Kael’s breathing paused. Lira frowned shakily. “The Abyss?” The woman’s silver eyes remained fixed on the massive golden eye below them. “It’s what created the King.” The world seemed to stop turning. The King roared violently. “SILENCE!” Darkness exploded across the battlefield as if trying to bury the truth itself. But the first Moon-born kept talking. Voice trembling. “Long before the hunger existed… humanity reached too deeply into forbidden power.”