How To Get Muzan Blood In Demon Fall Novels & Stories

His eyes were dead shut, the long and intense pain had left him almost inhuman, his human teeth had gradually fallen out and his thin, beast-like fangs had grown back in, on top of that, something similar to black crystals had formed on his cheeks, arms and chest. Where to find the blood of purebred high-ranking demons?Evelyn pondered peacefully, she had only met Archduke Mappa and Archduke Crosier once, and from what the demon merchant had said, these several demon archdukes were in a state of war, and in such a situation, trying to get close to a demon archduke would not only be difficult, but also dangerous. Agarez went to the Abyss and Sagon is nowhere to be found with Asmodeus ...... Th

I kept moving, scanning the tables and rows of equipment until my eyes fell on a particularly familiar folder. It was the Blood Moon file. The very one I’d stolen from Dominic’s study and handed over to Varen. The pages were open and yellow sticky notes scribbled with Varen’s messy handwriting littered the margins. I skimmed through the pages, my eyes darting from line to line. “The raid on my mother’s village…” “The moment Alissa cursed Gregory Bloodhound…” From what I could gather, that bubbling black serum was the key to making Varen immortal. But he was missing something. An ancient magic that he needed to perfect his little experiment.

". He pointed to the door. Zol turned around to the door but before he could exit, "It’s you being a newbie. Lets see when the thirst and craving for blood burns you inside. And then it would be only me you can count on. Not on your mates". He spatted in anger and left. Callum fell down as soon as Zol left the place. Only if Stephen wasn’t holding him, he would have fallen face first. He was breathing hard. His nostrils were on fire. He felt his throat being clutched hard.

A guard stepped forward, holding a memory stone. "This is a memory stone from the outer perimeter of the Bloodmoon Pack. The silver mist interfered with it, so the image isn't perfect, but it's clear enough." The projection lit up. It showed me trapped behind the vines, with Lily sneaking in and removing my moonstone, all while wearing a smug smile. Then, she grabbed a branch and slashed viciously at my sleeve. All eyes snapped to Lily, filled with contempt, rage, and shock. "No… T-That's not true…"

Annabella started to shiver and moan on the ground, as Alba aimed the rifle at her head without any hesitation. "Well, bitch, you can attempt to taste the Mezzaluna Family's Godfather, however, you would have to go through the entirety of our military to gain access to him even if it meant stopping you inside this room. The family does not simply give out free access to our most important member, you know. Unless you are interested in trying a piece of ammunition or a grenade and lodging it in your mouth, in which case then I would be happy to oblige." She said in a cold tone.

“So, if I get to find the demon’s mate, how does her blood work in my favor? How do I use it?” “Anyhow you can, as long as the blood enters into his body alongside something that can kill him. He will lose his powers. For him not to be able to return, his body should be burned.” “Thank you so much, Epsilon. I have to go now,” I said, leaping to my feet and dashing off. ~Muriel~

I apologized. "Sometimes, we refer to breast milk as 'White Blood' because it's from the human body, but only the females," she explained, "It's very fortunate that the breast milk works with your system. You're not physically required blood like other vampires-so it's just a psychological need because you're part of them."

His purple eyes and silver haired seemed to have made him appear more like a demon than Balbazor upon the question that the demon asked. “It’s not any normal oil indeed, it’s a special fluid made up from dead demons that I have experimented. You know how a demon’s blood can burn human when they curse them to death. I heard they can also burn demons for eternity. The more anger and hatred brew in the demon’s heart before they died, their blood would burn the ones near them even stronger. So I collected all those blood from all your fellow kinds, torture them until they curse me to die, and have you feel for yourself the pain of being roasted by your own kind’s fluid.” “You did what—” Balbazor