Power Blood Devil Form の小説・ストーリー

Her stable breaths quite ascertained that she was in a deep sleep. Later that night Alexander appeared in her room, which was his room, and his bed was occupied by the girl. However, Alexander wasn't in his Human form. He turned into a devil; with two big horns, a red devil. "I've ignored your power. You are powerful. You completely riled up this devil," with a growling sound the devil spoke, glancing at that sleeping girl. "Why am I feeling weak? Why can't I hold you and compel you to work the way I want?" The devil spoke. Then he hopped on the bed and crawled to the woman.

"Kill me?" The evil Emperor Grand raised his eyebrows and a grin appeared on his face. "Boy, although you are very excellent, you don't know how high and wide the sky and earth are. Just a half-step Emperor Grand, you dare to say that you will kill me? Next, I will let you understand clearly, what? What is the true power of the Emperor Grand! Demonic divine attack! Devour the soul and destroy the god!" A gray-black light flower burst out, filled with endless devils and creatures howling, devils devouring creatures, creatures are also devouring devils, this is the form of Demon Devouring miserable force.

he said. I snapped my head back to him and charged. I created two icicles in my hand and threw them at him, but the void in his hands swallowed the icicles. I was baffled by this. And then, the icicles popped out of the void charging towards me. I slid on the grass, dodging the icicles which wheezed past my cheeks. I got back to my feet and watched the void in his hands. What kind of power did he have? “Shocking, isn’t it?” Devon asked, looking at the void covered by his palms. And then, they slowly dissipated, and his palms were visible again. “Took me a while to get used to them.”

I have dethroned you, I have destroyed your powers and I will kill you right now. Shame unto you to have kidnaped two hundred and fifty kids, shame unto you I say. Your master has given me code to kill you so get ready to die. I opened my double palms as a strong power in the form of light went straight to hit the spirit BANG. The devil king couldn't react in time. The devil king changed his robe from black to white just like mine.

But now, something appeared in his heart like pebbles making ripples in water. He cursed to himself why was his power useless in this state? What's the point in him being able to move from one places to another if he couldn't take someone else with him? "We found them." Arthur and In Ha watched at the same time as the silhouette formed a complete body. She gripped the dagger in her hand tightly. She didn't know much about martial arts, but she did know some moves. Arthur raised his sword with his right hand. "Stand back if you don't want to get hurt."

I had unwittingly taken a few steps back when Reksa the devil transformed into his true self. The hot air seemed to fill my room and made my breath short. However, I was able to endure the heat, even though I was still overwhelmed to draw oxygen from my nose. The devil's figure was dusky red, literally burning like flames. His eyes are different colors; one black and the other red. What made me quite surprised was his head and height.

It didn't end well for him as the story progressed. The Pink Devil- The Pink Devil is one of the main antagonist of this story. She is the evil version of Jennifer. She could possess Jennifer at anytime she feels like it and follows her wherever she goes. The Pink Devil is in her mirror, nightmares, when she has Sleep Paralysis, and does what Jennifer is afraid to do. She loves sex and BDSM; she only punishes men who treat women wrong. But it's revealed that The Pink Devil is a personification of Jennifer's father, who was abusive and tormented her. Anytime she thinks about her father, The Pink Devil appears.

“Complete… the mating.” Devon shut his eyes, unfurled his clenched fists, and reached out to unzip my pants. I groaned as the holy circle started draining Serith’s powers right from my soul at a faster pace. Devon’s mark had triggered the power drain somehow. “Please accept me as your mate, Diana,” Devon said, and I felt hatred and rage burn through the excruciating pain I was feeling in every hair of my body. Through the wavering daze and the glitching consciousness, I heard a deafening howl, the smashing of the door and walls.

With the support of the crowd, it was very powerful. The sword cut through the void and slashed at the blood-red figure. At this moment, the devil, who was absorbing the power of the four people, narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw the sword. It was undeniable that this sword strike was a threat to him, so he could not ignore it. When the sword arrived, the devil had to slow down his movements. A blood-red palm shadow appeared in front of him, and no matter how hard the sword light struggled, it was eventually eliminated by the giant palm.

I stopped in front of him, clasping my hands tightly, fixing my eyes on a spot on his white long-sleeved shirt. There was a stain there, beside the top button; a tiny peal of blood. “Go on, go look at her. See if you'll remember who it is.” I glanced at him my brows knitting together. I should… identify the body? I still couldn't see his face so it was very easy to imagine the depiction of the devil I saw on the Sundays we went to a Catholic Church, the one we were always told to pray against. I swallowed, sidestepping him. Immediately I walked in the bathroom I felt someone looking at me.