Novel & Cerita My Disciples Became The Great Demon Empress

We’ve been preparing for this war with the angels for many centuries, but the utter destruction and chaos it will bring will be…devastating, to say the least. I’d be a fool to not be scared, although I’ve been preparing for this my whole life. When I think back to my own history lessons, the first of my bloodline that Hades created to lead the demons to freedom was a female, the only born Queen other than myself the Underworld has ever known. Queen Arabella, the only demon ever recorded in history to have the gift of hellfire. Hellfire is a fire that will cause absolute destruction to everything around it except the one wielding it.

The emperor's intention was to use this competition as a medium to find out what the demons were exactly initiating for. And the answer was right in front of him now. They wanted to take the apprentice with them. And not just any apprentice. They wanted to take Rion's apprentice. Rion couldn't stop himself from glancing briefly over his shoulder. Ruby was still crouching in pain behind him, clutching her head. The violent dark red energy starting to emit from her body, seeping and bleeding like violent swirls of invisible water surrounding her. "If it wasn't your ladyship's intention, then is all of this only some kind of coincidence?" Rion asked back with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

Her martial skills sharper than ever from practices and sparring shows she had never truly left her roots, this character that the Emperor loves most and encouraged wholeheartedly, sharpened her instincts even more. But even she was somewhat frightened and worried of a sign of a bad omen especially during times like these. Her older stepsons just returned home to help out with the situation, but the entire situation is dire, things around them seem so dark. Now, she can’t help but worry for the welfare of her whole family. Especially when her sisters told her of her step children’s strange cases, she felt worried for all of them who worked day and night to right the wrong and to bring justic

The thrill to try it earlier engulfed her, she looked around, no one was with her, Meena was asleep in little the room next to hers. She lit a lamp and sat on the table to read the book. Opening it, she found out there were so many things people could summon; witches, demons, angels, fairies...she searched for the guardians, it was hard to see because the book was very old. Guardians of the light as it was called, beings who protect the interests and happiness of their masters who called them.

I didn't notice you were here. Melinda: I just arrived. I can't miss this for the world. Kiri: Why is that? Melinda: Because right now we might not just witness the birth of a new demon Lord. That boy could literally become the DEMON KING himself. Even lord Drago has never been able to form a pact with ONE HUNDRED FAMILIAR IN ONE NIGHT. Kiri: O...ONE HU..HUNDRED..!!! - - - Ban: (Melinda really came. Even though she already saw me yesterday, hehe.. there is something else I have kept a secret from her too)

I could see our opposite auras pushing each other away, but neither was winning the invisible battle. I inhaled the cold, stale air of the desert before proceeding to speak, "Hmmm... I just heard the call of my Emperor. Do you know what He named me now?" Raphael had a tensed look on his face. He must have found my new appearance rather...threatening. His head shook slowly, not believing what I had just become. "No... you can't side with the Darkness!" he yelled, "Aeshma!" "ASMODEUS! Call me by that name!" I quickly interjected, clenching my hands into a tight fist and glowing my eyes red. "I am Asmodeus! Demon prince of Lust. The Archdemon of the Second Circle of Hell."

A gust of frigid air blew into the shady but adequately-lighted chamber and from the chamber walls the demon heard a disembodied whisper with a curse that says: An offspring of a fallen of Mundu, and a human will ever never do; No more a wicked Baal can enter, The spirit world of Mundu forever. “Helia Baal– Mistress!,” cried out unexcitedly the goat-headed demon servant to her fallen mistress. The witch had sprung up to consciousness after a short spell and got back on her feet. She rubbed her face and sensed it was tighter and smoother and her nose less crooked. Her obscure mane appeared it had trailed on a sea of flames and red-hot embers. She blinked her eyelids over her heterochromatic

I am the Oracle, the High Priestess who connects the divine realm to the mortal world. My daughter, however, was born with only a trace of divine power, leaving her little different from an ordinary human. I brought four orphans back from the beastman world and raised them myself. I gave them only one condition: protect my daughter from harm. For years, her four brothers shielded her, leaving her free to be as willful as she liked. Then, on the day of her coming-of-age rite, her prayer reached me. "Mother, my brothers are going to sacrifice me so Daisy can receive the Goddess's protection." By the time I got there, my daughter was bound to the altar. My four sons were busy preparing the alta

But those below Core Creation Realm could only rely on their mastery of the elements to get indirect information from beyond the edges of what they could perceive with their other senses. "This technique! Succubus' Lament? Quickly remove the disciples whose cultivation is lower than Soul Creation Realm! At once!" an aged person broke the norm of silence. He too kneeled in place but his physical wounds were also healing itself at a rapid pace each time the anger that leaked from The Blind Goddess would cause him injury. His thin frame stood up from the static stance and was the first one to move into action. A gigantic hand scooped half of the disciples and was gone the next breath. Their num

"According to my deduction, this disciple surnamed Mo may be a genius disciple trained by the Crape Myrtle Sect over the years, or a pro-disciple of the Grand Pure Emperor, and the only pro-disciple." Hearing this, Star Nelson opened her mouth slightly and gasped. Obviously, Caspian's analysis was reasonable, and she had never considered it before. At this moment, Caspian had completely immersed himself in it and continued, "In this way, the newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and everything is reasonable. This disciple could find people to fight in the name of sparring. In fact, it was to eliminate heresy and shut up those Crape Myrtle Sect members who opposed the Grand Pure Emperor.