Mephisto Pheles Blue Exorcist Novels & Stories

“Manolya shattered his core, and the curse he laid upon you has broken entirely. That is why your flesh began to knit itself back together. But there is still residual dark magic clinging to the deep tissue. Now that you are fully awake I can finally purge it from your flesh.” Mr. Mehmet stepped directly to the side of the bed. He extended his hands, palms down, over Emre’s chest. I watched in fascination as the shadows in the corners of the hospital room seemed to lengthen, stretching forward like obedient ribbons of green silk. Cool, dark green energy flowed from Mehmet’s fingertips, pooling gently over Emre’s skin. It wasn’t a frightening sight; it was deeply therapeutic, a master manipul

She didn’t pardon betrayal as she would kill the victim by devouring their soul. The kingdom of Mephistopheles was filled with demon’s of various kinds like the Archdemon, Bunyip, Hantu, Khyah and the Mandragora which served their queen with loyalty without questioning as they carried out her evil scheme. In their normal lives they trained endless learning to enhance their powers and learnt all kinds of magical abilities.They were fighting not for themselves but for the cause of their queen.

He cocked one of his thick eyebrows, a smirk playing perpetually on his thin lips. I shot him a death glare and hissed. “What do you want?” No matter how much I could say about his look, he’s still a psychopathic asshole. The smirk immediately fell from his face and washed away with vivid rage to the point its bitter taste sat awfully on the tip of my tongue. “Him.” Him who? I wanted to ask, but then it dawned on me who he meant. My phantom. The reason why I am in this god-damned situation.

"Get lost!" He roared in a low voice, and all the silver lights quickly exploded. For a time, all the Bloodthirsty Golden Mosquitoes flew around violently, and they kept colliding with each other. This was the third effect of Zephyr Khan Breaking Evil Breaking Eye. The blue light's Electrical power, the purple light's evil-breaking power, and the silver light's bewitching power. Since the last time he had obtained the bewitching power in a ruin in Lunar Academy, Zephyr Khan had only used this bewitching power in the underground world and the other demonic cultivators.

In a solemn tone, Gael stated. Gael snapped his fingers and the surroundings went dark. "What are you doing?" Tazaana spoke in fear. "Don't worry, I just want to find out, because you don't want to tell me." Gael replied. Suddenly Tazaana's body glowed and her hair turned silver. This time, Tazaana was not thrashing like before. Gael snapped his finger and the situation returned to normal. Gael looked at her sharply and stood up towards her and brought his face closer to Tazaana's face.

It has three blue-grey gems – a big one at the center and small ones beside it. “I’ve asked permission for your parents and they agreed. Emily, I am willing to live the rest of my life with you and I will marry you once again after you graduate college.” He started. Words were caught up once again in her throat. Her heart beat excruciatingly hard against her chest, “What about Hell?” “Hell has its own king.” “Who?” “Alfred.” “Alfred, the mortal butler?” Her eyes widened, “That couldn’t be! He’s gone!”

When we finished it was well past eleven, but we had plenty to show for it. As I surveyed our handiwork, I couldn't help but feel a swell of pride. Rows of vials and bottles lined the kitchen table, each filled with a different concoction designed to both annoy and inflict pain. The first row gleamed with a crimson and orange liquid that seemed to dance and swirl of its own accord. Nicholas’s Fyre serum could burn through metal, which meant demon flesh should be nothing. Those were only to be used as a last resort since only Ysenia’s Elixir could extinguish the flames.

"Don't worry about her. When the time comes, I'll make her disappear forever." A collective gasp echoed through the hall. "No… that's not real…" Lyra covered her mouth, her eyes filled with shock and disgust. The images continued. The second image: three months ago, Meggie meeting with the warlock late at night. "It's time for the final step," the warlock said, producing two crystal vials. "The red one is for Hazel. It will cause her wolf spirit to completely dissipate. The blue one is for you. It will create the illusion of near-death."

Thick black smoke soared into the sky, producing a giant, terrifying plume. The pungent odor seemed to poison my nose and throat to the point of suffocation. The sounds of screams, cries, and laughter mixed together like water and wind in the ocean. Me too, was in that atmosphere. Lying helplessly on the grass with a body full of wounds. My body was so covered in blood that I was unable to do anything. With blurred vision, I saw a boy about seven years old with red hair and pale skin and long fangs, standing in front of me and pointing his index finger at me. A purplish light emerged from his index finger and swirled around in a small vortex.

Asmodeus / Adrian: Lust - Light blue Satan / Samael: Wrath - Dark red Mammon / Micah: Greed - Yellow Lucifer: Pride - Purple Belphegor: Sloth - Dark blue Beelzebub: Gluttony - Orange Levi, now Dagon: Envy - Green Gabrielle, a human, was kidnapped by the demon king of Lust, King Asmodeus (Adrian). Taken as a slave, their romantic journey started quick and full of lust. Adrian soon realized he couldn't live without his human and asked her to be his partner (he had four at the time, to fill up his lust to the maximum). He kissed her, creating a deep, life-altering bond between the two. Only when a king kisses another, is a deep bond created. This ties the life forces of the two together, preven