Novel & Cerita Rise Of The Demon God

"O' mighty Blood God, I come to you with this carnal offering. I ask of you to grant me the strength to unleash a massacre on the people, to bring you new followers." The prayer ended, and all the blood around the figure flowed backward into the central pool, condensing on the figure. Very soon, a demon around eight meters tall appeared. It had the same gigantic horns on its head, and its body was covered in bloody armor as it wielded a huge bloody axe with a murderous expression.

Alicia: the Goddess of the Fairy World. Damien: the God of the Vampire World. Hector: The former God of the Demon World, who once used to be a part of the Supernatural World. However, Hector’s evil deeds resulted in him being stripped of the title of God of the Demon World. Demons are the enemies of other supernatural kinds. “To be continued...”

I had to move fast. I turned through the pages of the spell book with shaky hands until I finally settled on what I was searching for. “Thrakos, Demon of the Underworld, Lord of Hell,” I whispered, my fingers tracing the forbidden verse. “He who commands the forbidden flames of the devil's domain,” my voice grew louder, desperation etched in my eyes, "I call thee, Thrakos. I summon thee to the mortal realm. Kneel before–” The sound of thunder cracking cut me short before I could complete my words. The ground began to rumble and the circle I had engraved on the ground expanded outwards as dark smoke clouded the entire place.

She immediately withdrew her hands from his, making his gaze harden a little. "Are you aware you are now stuck with me?" His voice was cold and alluring at the same time. She could only stare at him and swallow. "So, you better get used to me," he added. "But... you are a demon," Esteria managed to say. The two were on the large bed with a little distance between them. "I am El-Kharis and also not an ordinary demon. I am a Demon God of Thunder, Esteria," he said, dragging out the last word.

"Maybe crossing worlds awakened some hidden ability. Do not worry. As long as I have something to eat, you will not be in danger." We had barely rested since arriving in this world, and that night I lay in bed recalling everything I knew about the original novel. The Demon King was named Lucien Desrosiers. He was tall, powerful, and cursed in childhood by the holy orders. On the fifteenth of every month, the lust-curse devoured him. If he did not use a hundred women to ease it, his own power would tear him apart. Poor man. Fortunately, he had met me. Otherwise, his curse would never have been solved.

“you are a demon of royal heritage; Descendant of the great goddess of chaos and misfortune and next in line for the role of godhood. which makes your mom the queen of disaster. I, Zeiran, have been chosen to protect you on your journey to unravel your destiny and function as one of the very elements that balance the very scales of reality. Being young, your powers were sealed off as you were born a mortal even though by the blessing of the goddess, you were a demon. Your demon side along side your chaos side ravaged within you; as to explain the series of misfortunes that occurred in your life every now and then, waiting for a sign of weakness; like when you lost control and almost killed y

After all, I ran away from home to be exposed before I returned to Mom's cage. "Come here," he ordered. Like a robot being controlled with a remote, I took one step after another until I was just an inch away from him. I felt so small, standing this close to him. How can he be sexy and tall at the same time? I won't say he's God's favourite because he has so much blood on his hands. Demon was created by the devil. "Touch me, Papillon," he said softly, a dangerous softness that slid right under my skin. "I want your hands on me."

He claims to have no parents and no relatives but his existence is true and so does his strength as a demon. He displayed his powers and called himself the saviour of the demon world. The crowd could only admire him and start calling him their king, and soon the Demon King, Diablo Abaddon. The Lords could not just let some unknown demon do as he pleased and three of the seven lords tried to stop him but they could not. The difference in strength was vast. At that moment the other demons have already started seeing him as their saviour. The lords could only watch. They don't want another war but with his arrival it seems war was inevitable. They told him about their current situation but he

Conquering all 7 of the ruling demonesses, and all mankind will be liberated. [Women conquered: 1 (Erza, the lesser demon.)] [You must keep the women you conquered addicted to your dick. Eros God power will disappear if you get NTR] [Great Devils conquered: 0]

Tsarayu could not even judge their cultivation level but he knew they were really strong, as they could fly at such high speeds. The person they were running towards was a man with blood-red irises, red hair, and a handsome demonic charm. It was the same person he had seen in his last dream, just that his golden irises had turned blood red now. In his last dream this guy looked like a handsome scholar, but this time this guy looked like he was bloodthirsty and very angry at something or someone. He slaughtered his way through the realm of Gods, killing every god he could find standing in his sight as if they were just obstructions. He continued moving forward towards the large palace at the