Novel & Cerita Supernatural Demon Eye

My eyes glowed intensely and a large orb of swirling dark energy slowly formed on my palms, "Deus Ex Mortem, heed my call. To bring forth destruction to this world's damned souls!" "Oblivio!" I screamed and the orb of dark energy discharged towards the group of demon sorcerers. A large explosion occurs reducing the demons into embers of dust and ashes. Through that feat, the Demons shrieked in horror once more. "He's an abomination!" One of them screamed. "Well, I had no reason to suspect that…." I tightly gripped my Short Sword once again and decidedly attacked the General for the second time. I need to make sure this one would connect.

The demon's drifted to me, staring straight to my eyes. "Don't look at her eyes, Elena!" I smirked. "Hypnotize me if you can, you witch." Black-eyed demons has this ability to lure women if they look straight to a woman's eyes with their eyes all black. "What are you doing, Elena?" Rage spat when he noticed that I'm challenging the demon, staring back straight to her eyes. After a few moments, the demon snarled angrily, frustrated that she can't use her stupid ability on me.

Boom! The boundless Demonic energy had already evolved to the extreme, forming dozens of black demonic shadows. Like snakes swallowing and exhaling, they rushed toward Zephyr Khan. But in an instant, when they met the Divine energy from Zephyr Khan, they were smashed into pieces. Without any resistance, they were directly suppressed. It was beyond ordinary people's imagination that the Evil Breaking Eye could kill evil spirits. It was precisely because of this that Zephyr Khan had the ability to fight against evil martial artists at a higher level.

“What do you mean?” “I call it the Eye case for a reason. On the floor in front of the hole there was an eye drawing. It was a big one but I hit it with soil so as not to attract Drake’s attention.” I said, pulling out one of the pictures to show it to him. “But I never really expected it to be something as demonic or as, I don’t know, supernatural as this. If anything, I expected it to be a wolf or a Lycan.” I said, shrugging my shoulders.

Then she said it. “Lord Asher was here.” Zayla frowned. “I’ve never heard of him,” she said. “Who is he?” Evelyn’s expression tightened. She lowered her voice without meaning to. “He’s… not a man people speak of freely.” “That doesn’t answer my question.” Evelyn hesitated, then said, “Some call him the Golden‑Eyed Demon.” Zayla blinked. That name, she knew. She had heard it in whispers—half‑drunk soldiers, nervous servants, stories told quickly and never twice. A man with no mercy. A man who did not forgive. A man whose eyes were said to look like molten gold when he was angry.

I screamed, my whole body jerking back, but Papa’s hand clamped down on my arm, steady, unyielding. “Relax, Eleanor,” he said, calm as stone. “The glass is reinforced. He can’t break through.” But I wasn’t reassured. Because I saw its face. I saw its eyes pressed against the glass—eyes that should’ve belonged to a man. Eyes that once might’ve held hope, laughter, fear. Now they were void. Hollow. Stripped of anything human. What looked back at me wasn’t a soul; it was something demonic. And they had done this.

It would also make some sense of why she could so easily slip into many different version of herself, honoring them and calling on the will to embody each sliver of herself. Her defiant answer was just the thing to kick in Blood’s lust for her energy, to taste the essence of what kept her body animated until there was nothing left. This moment made him understand why demons and succubi were often mistook for each other. Having the opportunity to ignore her needs and drink her soul dry of its life force showed him what separated them. As a demon, he wasn’t a slave to his thirst for it though, it was his choice to drink a little or all of her or none at all, unlike a succubus. For that gift, h

The eye looked even more strange upclose. For when they fought the demon’s were red or black. But this time… they could see all the colors in his eyes of Gold. “Unless you make a deal with me, with us as well. Then maybe I won't kill your son.” Many voices sunddenly began to speak at the same time. Speaking in chorus, in unison and a particularly cool voice made Mayari Tabbu jolt. It was the voice of the Demon whom Ursula made a deal with.

"Every month, a hundred women must sacrifice their lives, or the curse tears me apart. What sorcery did you use to withstand it?" He found nothing. Of course he found nothing. There was no charm, no medicine, no talisman. I was simply feeding on the curse he thought would kill me. "I do not know," I said innocently. "Maybe I fell in love at first sight. Maybe we were lovers for several lifetimes. Why not believe that?" I blinked up at him. Succubi had their methods. One look, one softened breath, one little pout, and even the Demon King himself looked away.

Her eyes have a demon aura and her hold was strong against Granny. Becky couldn’t wait and she closed her eyes and hold the demon's hand with power. Her eyes got spark which pierces through Alina's eyes. The demon tried to oppose the force of Goddess which comes from her blue eyes but couldn’t resist and left Alina's body with a scream. He came out by holding his eyes. “Aaaaaa…. You Bitch…. Who ruin my eyes”. He screamed. Alina has left Granny's throat and collapsed on the ground. Granny rubs her throat and cough badly.