Lord Death Fire Force の小説・ストーリー

She then looked at at him as she exclaimed, "How dare you!" "It's your surname though!" She slapped his arm and for a moment he lost control of the car but quickly recovered. "Shit..." Ashleigh breathed out as Damien chuckled nervously. "Sorry." "I swear if I died I would've killed you!" "How would you do that when you're dead?" "I'll possess you and make you commit suicide." Damien gave her a look. "Thats dark woman." "I love you too."

So he had to die with my strength. "Albus Wesley, son of Alejandro Wesley. As one of the angels of death. I am reaping your soul, today. You may now perish in the hellish fire of hell." When my hand finally caught fire Wesley was screaming in pain. And as it finally disappeared his body sank to the floor due to my heavy presence and determination. I have to get to hell, this is my only way to know the truth. Things that creatures in the ministry of death cannot say.

I too have a sensitivity to gore, even with all the things I had to do, all the things I’ve had to see. So I step in, hoping that’s okay, and destroy Callum’s corpse with the black flame. It’s something not taught too often, but I had seen him use it before. And now that the hellhound released his hold on fire, I think it can work. The black flame devours every last cell of life in a dead body. And I don’t think anyone is going to want to give this sycophant a burial.

Instantly, the water thorns inside the vortex, like metal weapons, tore the skeleton undead into pieces. "Sizzle sizzle!" A scarlet light swiftly flew out from within the vortex. After which, it was swallowed up by a huge skeleton undead. The next moment, the other party's body clearly became stronger. "That's Undead Fire, which represents the lives of these undead creatures. Only by completely destroying their Undead Fire can we completely kill them!" "Boom!" With one hand, with an aura that could cover the stars and hold the moon, it directly pinched more than a dozen skeleton spirits.

Today was her first time seeing a hunter die right in front of her eyes, so it was just as terrifying. The Fire God León de Fuego stepped in front of the already stiff body, the corner of his mouth revealing a cold but cruel smile. “What are you looking at? If you're dead, take it out!" He looked at the people around him who were still standing there dumbfounded, and raised his voice: "Bring it out!" The other young men hesitated for a while, seeing that the already stiff body was gradually becoming cold, just like when they arrived, they hurriedly took them away.

He shouted, "Capture that sub-adult! After that, retreat immediately!" Then, he said to the sub-adult, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to harm you. Don't worry. I won't harm you. Once I'm Kaiser, I will bring you back." The sub-adult seemed to understand what Lukas said. Its eyes reddened as it cocked its head to the sky and roared. Then, the Wolfire opened its mouth and spat a flame at the elite soldiers. The fire stretched for several meters. It immediately struck the elite soldiers in front of it. Those elite soldiers had no time to flee. They grunted in pain as they rolled around on the ground, trying to put out the fire. However, they were burned to their death.

But Flion could care less about the prophecy, especially since a dead body was right before his eyes. He knew what he had to do. The wolf raised his head up to the sky and howled, harnessing all the power he had inside him-- the Fire of Life. It was a power unique to the Drottghes dynasty. His father had it before him, and so did his other ancestors. Among all the powers that one could possess, the Fire of Life was the most coveted, especially by the vampires. This power was the only power that could bring anyone back from the dead. Not just humans, but even dead werewolves and vampires that have been staked at the heart.

The panicked scream rises above the crash and clatter of battle as my father is knocked off balance in his human aspect by the flailing zombie. As both of them tumble over the railing into the fray, there’s a third sucking bang as Carson reappears beneath them, and catching my father as he falls, buries his fang teeth into the god’s neck and draws blood. “Fucking Christ!” Leo shouts, frozen in place for only a second, then positioning his hands, launches fire so hot it burns a blue so dark I can barely see it, swamping both our father and the vampire. Caught at the fire’s edge, the thrown zombie twitches and jerks as the flames consume him.

he places his hand on his chest, feigning confidence. "Conceded much?" I ask him boldly, cutting his sentence off and leaving my fear in the dust. He chuckles deeply causing my heart to clench, uncomfortably. My father is dead in front of me, a bullet wound to his head and here I am, laughing with a strange, 7-foot man who shouldn't be in my house. "Well baby, I'm death, nice to meet you," I know it was dumb, but I broke into laughter. "Yeah, and I'm Demeter now get out before I call the cops," I glance back over at my father as he lies in a pool of his blood.

Everyone retreats. - You are a dragon and your strength comes from fire, the phoenix is ​​a bird of fire, I am the soul of fire. I don't burn, but I make it burn. I don't burn, but I can burn you. Your dragon fire doesn't affect me, but my fire can burn you. – the kitsome says, in her ghostly voice. Then it disappears, leaving only Sophia. - Didn't you say that your kitsome hadn't appeared yet? That you were still very young? – Lucifron asks in amazement.