Magical Demon Novels & Stories

"The Demon realm is between hell and the magical realm. It was created to keep the fourth son contained while Mother creator used all of the remaining yin energy to create hell and made us." "To restore the balance, the trinity made heaven and then earth. The magical realm was created due to the overflowing magic all around, and once the plane was formed, the trinity created other supernaturals. However, their mother had a request that was unusual at that time." Belphegor said, frowning a little. "What?" Leah asked in sheer curiosity.

What did that mean? Zoe spoke up. "The first night you came back without your wings was when the first demonic creature appeared." "Demonic creature?" I asked, even though I heard her right. I was repeating everything to hide the fact that I was freaked out. They were talking nonsense and I wasn't expecting it. "We've learned the creatures are Akuma," Peter chimed in, crossing his arms. "A-coo-ma," I said, wrapping my mouth around the odd word. "That's right. Professor Pops spoke with his friend Kenmei and found out the word is Japanese for demon," Zoe added, shifting from one leg to the other.

They hit the silver light curtain and fell down with a muffled sound. "The Demon-killing Cover of Mysterious Frost?!" The Demon King with Magical Eyes became greatly frightened. The Demon-killing Cover of Mysterious Frost was a well-known imprisonment formation in the Holy Palace of Mysterious Frost. It was said to be taught by the God of War of Mysterious Frost in the Northern Region according to the legend; it was specially designed for killing demons. It played an incredible restraining role for the skills displayed by most demons. When the disciples in the Holy Palace of Mysterious Frost planned to kill demons, they set such an imprisonment formation beforehand and then strangled demons.

I ignored her. "Dra...gon?" I furrowed my eyebrows. "Dragon?" I gasped in realization. Of all the people I know back in the Magical world, Sage is the only one that could control a dragon. He had gone deep into the forbidden black magic to be entrusted with the power to control dragons. I looked up and saw another maid run in. The lady kept looking backwards as she run in. I watched her bump into a couch. "Careful." I half yelled but it was too late. She had fallen down but her fall didn't stop her. She shifted backwards continuously as she stared at the door.

She soaks up the Reading Room for days before finally finding a relevant message in the writings of an Archmage-. [...... Demons are magical creatures whose language is born to trigger the resonance of the elements, and every word and phrase they utter can possess immense and unparalleled magical power. Humans cannot hear their voices or see their words, or they will fall into an uncontrollable vortex and remain under their influence. ......] [...... Demons cannot cross the barrier set up by the New Gods. Stronger demons will appear in the world through "consciousness projection" to force gullible humans to take them to the Old Realm ...... ]

He would endanger himself for the people he loved, abandon all strategy and caution in his desperate need to protect them. The demons wouldn't be affected by his magical repellent. They were immune to the power that made him untouchable to most supernatural threats. Even if they couldn't finish the job completely, hurting him to the point of no repair would be enough. Demon wounds didn't heal. They festered and spread until they consumed their victim from within.

Demon servant? What is this? Mournfully, Gray shook my shoulders vigorously: "I can guess. You don't have to pretend to be strong anymore. It's not your fault that this happened!" "So... what is a demon servant?" "Some wizards with a low magical capacity will raise a child with magical ability as their own magical reserve, and sometimes forcefully imbue these children with excess magic." Gray looked at me with compassionate eyes and gently stroked my hair: "No wonder you want to learn magic so badly. It must be the trauma that made you feel the urgent need to protect yourself. Poor child."

Ken Yimo raised his hand high, summoning the fragile thread of magic he could barely muster, and hurled it toward the demon with all the strength he had left. Though his magical abilities were far from impressive, his gaze was resolute, unwavering in the face of death. The demon, however, merely smiled faintly, effortlessly neutralizing Ken's attack. The vast disparity in power sent Ken crashing to the ground, his body feeling as fragile as an ant under the weight of the demon’s overwhelming force.

The berserker demon is a black charred mass and the mage is on the floor, howling in pain. “Heh, I overestimated”, I say as I walk towards the mage curled up in a ball, nursing his wound. I’ll ask you again, answer and I’ll let you go with at least one limb. Who sent you?” He turns around and tries a last ditch effort to attack. “Blood Demon Magic: Death’s Grasp” . A black mist covers both of us. “ I’m taking you with me, mage!”. I sigh, and snap my fingers, “Sowilo” A miniature star the size of a soccer ball forms , burning the mist away, and the mage too. The dimension starts fading away, as I walk to go buy what I wanted before.

“Don’t worry, demons like strong students. He won’t choose to kill you.” Asshat. Magnus holds up his clawed hands, and we fall silent. “As you may have gathered,” he says, “I am a demon, and so are all the instructors here. We will be the ones to teach you the ways of dark magic.” The timid-looking redhead, Ivy, raises her hand. “Does this mean we’ll learn how to, you know…” She gestures vaguely at Magnus. “Do that? Transform, like you just did?”