Novel & Cerita Okumura Blue Exorcist

“Well, from what’s been told, her body was mutilated with bite marks and drained of all her blood. I bet they’re going to write it off as an animal attack.” I couldn’t help the growl that escaped me—silent, but enough to make my claws lengthen slightly. Luca, I thought bitterly. The reality of the situation hit me like a freight train. Crimson Creek was the entrance to the Blood Isle portal. It had to be him. He must have done it there. I forced myself to take a steady breath, willing the surge of anger and frustration down. “So, what do you think happened?” I asked, trying to sound normal while she handed me my coffee, though my thoughts were far from casual.

The crowd watched as Dakota elegantly sat on his Nine-tailed fox back who successfully defeated the Cursed Gorilla. Dakota smirked. "Frederick hasn't surrendered yet, so why don't my Daisy attack him?" The crowd heard her loud and clear. They were frozen since a while ago when Dakota started attacking. Blue spirit energy was on her hands and that only means she is a Blue Rank Cultivator. Base on how deep the blue is, they knew that she's at the Blue Rank Intermediate level! They were shocked and nervous. Just a while ago, they were giving a lot of hate comments on Dakota and the Eudoxcus Clan.

“Okay then, I'll give you want you want.” Ice gasped. “What did you just say? How will you-” “Don’t worry. I know what I'm doing.” Omeca smiled and stretched out his hand, and an orb appeared in his hand. “Move closer and feed the orb with your magic.” I'm guessing that is the cursed object that they had planned to use for themselves tonight. Calculating my steps, I walked closer to him. The orb was black and inside it, I could see clouds of black smoke and lightning flowing around inside.

She was afraid that something would happen to her senior. Before she knew it, the members of the Witches Brigade had finished their ‘ritual’. Now two of them were standing on the left and right ends of the Angke powder. Both of them then raised their hands up. “The incantation will begin soon,” Lena said. The two magical girls took a breath before chanting the incantation together. “O sacred grains from the belly of the great Kamina...” WHOOSHHH Right after they started chanting the incantation, the Angke powder suddenly emitted a whitish blue light. This immediately surprised the people who saw it.

I said, trying to sound supportive even though I was scared something could go wrong . “Step back,” she said while placing her hands on the body, we did as instructed and watched her reciting spells in a language we could not understand. t While she was saying the incantations, the air in the room changed and a strange energy was felt in the room. I noticed that Blue’s hands trembled slightly and then as time passed more violently. I did not know if I should stop her or let her continue. Before I could make a decision, Blue suddenly collapsed on the floor while still doing the ritual.

The girl beside her was staring blatantly at me, her hands frozen in the air with the cup she held. Crazy thoughts went through her mind. It was odd that the girl had not looked up. Even if it was not my aura, the sudden silence was jarring. She finally looked up and it was in slow motion. Her face was perfect and could light up any room she walked into, it was a face that was almost familiar. Her eyes made me see red tho. I'd killed a lot of victims with blue eyes. It triggered in me an animalistic urge to hurt. Her's were even exactly like Masika's. Deep blue like a turbulent yet still calm ocean. I hated her immediately even though I felt like sinking my fangs into her veins and drinking

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

"Saye, what is that you want me to see-" I say as I enter but pause with wide eyes and back hitting against the wall, shocked. "What the hell is that?" One of the boys, the youngest, has some one-eye creature. It's like a dark gooey substance paste, and someone just glued those plastic eyes for arts and crafts. Its round yellow eyes look around frantically. I feel a chill running down my spine, seeing how disgusting it is. "In the Demon Realm, these are called Carcurus; they are low-level creatures that find a victim and stick themself on a host sucking the life force out of them."

Their skins turning pale, their bodies having sparse flesh atop its skeletal framework and veins turning black making them look more or like zombies. The remaining four had to find a cure for this ailment, "Black Death"; they called it, Kimora was created by them, it came with a price, killing everyone with dark matter and three of the elders died in the process, Kimora was so powerful it did the job but a little too well having a mind of its own the last Elder saw this as a threat had the Kimora gotten rid of and he vanished not to be seen again.

"My father was a healer. He used blue roots to draw out silver." "Blue root works on standard silver, Amora," Susan said, wiping sweat from her brow as she grabbed a fresh syringe of clear fluid. "This is city tech. It’s chemically engineered to kill a dominant werewolf. His heart is failing. If I can't neutralize the chemical binding agent in the next ten minutes, his organs will shut down." Oscar’s eyelids fluttered open. The hazel was entirely gone, replaced by a dull, milky white. He looked toward Amora, his lips moving soundlessly. He was trying to tell her to run. Even at the edge of death, his instinct was to shield her.