Novel & Cerita My Dear Cold Blooded King Anime

Slightly, but still present. "No one gets harmed?" Mikaela asked again and shoved her empty plate away from her. I had long since stopped eating, a mess of food still on my plate. Julian nodded fast and looked her dead in the eyes. "I would never harm another living soul unless they provoke me or harm anyone I love. Unless there is an absolute need for it. They all do it willingly. Mostly higher ranking officials in governments." He admitted, Adam's apple bobbing. This man was a king. Not just any king. An all powerful vampire king. His subjects were beneath him, humans even further down the line. How could one man care so much? The thought drove me insane. My mind wandered off for a second

It was then that I noticed that The King's eyes are bright red just like his; he manages to get on top of the second, sinking his fangs into the second's neck, taking two deep draws and then ripping out his throat with his fangs. The power that flows out from the king in waves tells me that we have just lost him to bloodlust and he is now a very powerful rogue unless I can take him down quickly, the other rogues retreated as soon as they felt the first wave of power. I struggle to my feet and then take him down while he is still kneeling over the second's body. I extend my claws and as much as I don't want to do it; I swipe them across his throat, killing him instantly.

Seeing he is about to die, the empress kisses him passionately as his body slowly degenerates into blue particles. "No!!!!!" Crystal screamed out. ... Persia kingdom... At night,the king and his officials are celebrating the death of their enemy, and suddenly king Agon begins to experience changes in his body. "Your highness, what is happening?"the commander asked when he noticed the disturbed action of their king. The officials moved back in fear seeing their king turning into a monster, before they could react, he's already standing in front of them. The monster growls at them and with an immense speed,he drains off two officials' blood and feeds on their flesh.

The cover was worn, the pages yellowed with age, but the script inside was surprisingly legible. She flipped through it, her breath catching as she read the first few lines: "To those who follow, beware. The Blood King walks a path of shadows, tethered to the Crimson Fated by fate and fire. Their union will either save us or doom us all." Aria’s heart raced as she scanned further. The entries spoke of Lucian Draevan, the Blood King—a name she recognized from old hunter lore. He was a vampire lord from centuries past, known for his ruthlessness and enigmatic disappearance after a great war.

One beast approached the king and put a sharp claw to his neck that her eyes widened in greater shock this time. "Y-you did this. You killed all of us." GD said before his throat was ripped in two. "No! GD! No!" Daeira screamed in horrid tone of voice that it was almost like coming from hell while she thrashed wildly from the hold of those vile creatures. Let go! Let go!" Then everything turned red with the explosions and screams from massacred people continued around. The noises intensified from all over the place while she shivered so much watching the king on his downfall with his kingdom of Agartha.

And Alpha king watched him with disgust as the blood flew to the floor making everything turn red. “That's the only way you'll end up.” The Alpha King said. His voice was undeniably calm, making him look scarier than before. Even though as the pack's warrior before, I had seen as many as dead bodies and killed a quite handful of rogues. But I had never seen such a brutal way. His eyes had turned a deep bright yellow and his claws were stuck with blood. I parted my lips to speak but nothing came out. My whole body had gone into hibernation as my hands turned ice cold. Even when I tried to turn myself away from the mess, I couldn't.

Caldaur said “dont be silly i would take it as an insult if you didnt kill all of my subjects with me” he said still backing away if he could just get them to the secret.... a silver sword made its way from behind him to his neck making him turn his head sideways to see his brother and mave already on the floor knocked out cold. He took a breath at least they werent dead as three guards stood behind him “you really are a true king” Caldaur said walking forward and punching him in the jaw. He let the asshole take the cheap shot only looking back to face him.

Ready to expand Aldenor’s territory to infinity. “High time,” he whispered and abruptly opened his eyes. This moment, for the first time after seven hundred years of calm, the world saw the real King of the Dead. His eyes flashed red with the hunger of five and a half thousand dead people.

Opening his eyes, he looked in Selene’s direction, King Vlad spoke for the first time in a husky and incoherent tone, “Blood? Where is my prey?” Instinctively his eyes shifted on Damien whose light yellow shirt was soaked in crimson blood. His healing was really slow as he was attacked by the silver blades and his wounds were still bleeding. The smell of his blood made the king more thirsty. He was sleeping for more than 800 years so his thirst was beyond imagination. His throat was burning for a single drop of blood. Wrinkling his nose slightly, he mumbled in a slightly annoyed tone, “A stinky dog! Didn't I get anything else to serve me?”

Aelindra shouted, her voice sharp. Drevon seized his blade, blood dripping from his wounded arm. He approached the fallen king, his heart pounding. The king glared up at him, his glowing eyes filled with defiance even in his final moments. “You will never break the Lycans,” the king said, his voice a low growl. “Our spirit cannot be extinguished.” Drevon hesitated for the briefest of moments, then drove his blade into the king’s chest. The Lycan let out a final, ear-splitting roar, the sound filled with pain and fury. His massive body shuddered, then fell still.