Grandmaster Of Demonic Cultivation Book 6 소설 & 이야기

The creature approaches me and then lies down in front of me. Stepping toward the large hound I reach out placing my hand on the nose of the creature. The dog closes their eyes as a strong presence fills me. I gasp as the dog begins to disappear, slowly begging absorbed through my fingertips. My breath picks up as my lungs begin to burn. I sink to the ground gasping for air.

James froze. “Yes.” Sophie nodded and said, “Your body has been reshaped by the Natal Demonic Lotus of a Grand Emperor. Besides that, the Grand Emperor of the Hadean Clan in the Primordial Age, Xacobe Menachem, practices an incomplete Curse Magic. As the Demonic Energy inside your body has the same origins as the curse’s power, you should be able to remove the curse in his body. Not only that, but you can even absorb the curse and evolve the Demonic Lotus in your body.”

I screamed against the dark and the chain holding me and tried to pull on it and the demon chuckled again. “It’s too late, dumbass,” he said. “The master has control now.”

“Is it a rare occurrence?” “It is,” Caiden confirmed. “Belial is a top rank demon who was close to completing his cycle to become a human. I uncovered the entirety of his deceitful contracts and gave them to my father.” Clara smiled at Caiden. He really was the perfect demon boyfriend. She had summoned the right demon. “Thank you,” she said. “It did sound like he wasn’t a nice demon.”

According to what Henry knew, the Solomon Palace Group only had Martin, who was a mid-stage Grandmaster, beside Henry himself. The Demonblood Clan was even worse off, with only Damien as a Grandmaster, and even though he was on the brink of reaching peak stage, Henry had already disabled him. In comparison, the Phantom Society had his mother, Anna, a late-stage Grandmaster and three Grandmasters. Crowley had also just advanced into peak-stage Grandmaster, and her strength far exceeded that of late-stage Grandmasters.

They shake their head, “We can’t, but he can. But the level of malice within him was so consuming and was such a large part of him, that when he tore it from himself, it didn’t just disappear. It manifested itself into a living, breathing God, one equal in power and strength to Jartre. Almost like an evil twin.” I raise my glass and down the remainder of my wine, my mind feeling dizzy as I’m certain smoke must be coming out of my ears. When I glance down, my glass has magically refilled itself and already realising it’s Ezillus doing me a solid, I don’t question it, and instead down half the glass. “Might want to pace yourself there. I know you humans don’t hold your liquor all that well,” t

Samael explained, his eyes fixated on my wine glass. One of the demons let out an ear-piercing scream, overpowering all other sounds, capturing Sam's attention as he turned his gaze towards the ongoing fight. I didn't look at the fight. But I saw what happened in the reflection of the wine glass. A demon stood at the centre of the ring, a sword impaling his abdomen, blood gushing out. The victorious demon clutched the decapitated head of his opponent in both hands, effortlessly detaching it from the lifeless body, and it flew across the table, landing right behind us.

I have to admit that he's an imposing figure, with his wide chest and impossibly long frame. He stoops down and grabs the woman's chin, forcing her to face him. "I am Desmond Stewart and I am your master. From now on, until I free you from this bind, your will is no longer your own. You will forget everything that happens and your mind will be clear of any words, thoughts, desires, or feelings." He is glamoring her, and I am very confused. Aren't vampires limited to one attendant each by law? The woman's eyes seem to focus and unfocus, and a few seconds later, she smiles at him.

The moment I finished speaking, a ball of black abyssal flame erupted from my palm, shooting toward Jun Che's face with the force of a thunderbolt. He snorted and, with a flick of his sleeve, dispersed the demonic energy, his eyes full of contempt. "You think to harm me with a mere mortal's trick?" I smiled. "The Celestial Lord is so clever, yet so foolish." "This killing blow was never aimed at you. It was for your precious wife." Jun Che's expression changed in an instant. He whipped his head around.

Chapter 000 To get a superpower, I joined the survival game. But a small system glitch changed my mission in the Soul Trial from the universal “Survival” to… “Slay Sitri”. Sitri is the great prince of hell who reigns over sixty legions of demons. And his specialty? He creates love between two souls from thin air. When I first met that devil, he smirked with those fox eyes, taking pride in holding the hearts of all mortals in his hand.