Novel & Cerita Supernatural Demons True Form

XURDEN frowned as the demon changed form. The demon took the form of a man wearing a suit printed with colorful flowers. His long hair covered his face so he couldn’t see him. Xurden thought the two were together. The course of his mind changed only when the demon raised his sword, wrapped in black energy. The witch didn’t even feel the demon as Veronica kept looking at him. He tried to free himself from the chains again because if he couldn’t get out, the demon’s deadly attack would hit him.

I cry out. "Darling, do you not pay attention at all in your Angelic and Demonic studies?" Beckett jokes, trying to lighten the mood, but I don't think anything at this point will make me feel better, "Demons' hooves, horns, and tails are poisonous to any divine being." "You keep saying tail," I whisper, reaching my hand behind my back and touching my ass to see if there's anything abnormal back there. "Yes, once your power broke through, you took on your demonic form," Luka states calmly, like everything they just told me is an everyday occurrence.

“You’re with us.” The Demon nods his head in agreement. The Demon closes his eyes as his body begins to glow black and gold. I blink my eyes quickly, sure I imagined the large Demon slowly start to shrink before my eyes. Within seconds the giant, muscular Demon is replaced by a Demon a third his size, with no muscles in sight. The Demon blushes when he notices my staring and averts his eyes. “Demons that are made from the souls of the damned are able to shrink their size when necessary.” Levi explains.

Suddenly, from the very center of the pentacle, a swirling mass of black smoke began to materialize, coalescing into a towering, amorphous form. This entity, devoid of any discernible features, exuded an aura of pure malevolence. Belle's heart raced as she took in the sight before her—this was her first encounter with a demon, a being she had scarcely believed could exist. Paralyzed with fear, she watched as the smoky figure loomed closer, its presence suffocating and terrifying.

The true form of the entity slowly emerged from the confines of the Demon's Box—a colossal being shrouded in a sinister blood-red hue. The creature had a humanoid form, yet it bore eight eyes upon its face. These eyes lacked pupils, each adorned with unique, intricate trigram patterns. At the center of this arrangement, where a ninth eye might be expected, lay a gaping maw—a monstrous oval filled with rows of razor-sharp teeth, making for a terrifying display. Its body was marred by tattered flesh wounds, from which oozed repulsive pus and blood, transforming into countless maggots that writhed across the ground.

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.

His body emitted a violet haze though, clear enough for the demon to see. The possessed human was bathed in clotted blood down to every garment. His skin looked different and his head had taken the shape of an elongated alien with spiky corns jutting out. It was a transformation any low-class demon could do once they devour their victim’s soul. “Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, ” H disapproved at the sight before him, “you know what Galera, you just made me hungry.”

If it were the last thing, she’d see before she died, Layla would be more than happy to keep the memory until she could meet Zev again in the next lifetime. Meanwhile, Layla’s expectation crumbled when a terrifying demon appeared. She knew it was Zev, there was no need to doubt it but looking at hims standing in his two feet like humans did with a face of and body of a beast, covered in white furs, it rendered Layla speechless. She felt a massive power radiating from Zev’s current form and even Victor on the other side couldn’t help but took a step back.

He can’t afford to lose this war! ‘You may be the Goddess of Change, daughter of Selene, but using my secret weapon, no one can change my fate. I will exterminate the sextuplets in this world!’ Like what Alice did, Samael used his demonic power to absorb all the demon’s energy and formed it above him like a giant dark cloud opposite to Alice. He called all the demons to stay behind him. “Demonic Energy Absorption Magic Incantation!” he chanted, and the ritual began. A terror scream of the demons echoed in the entire place as their power was being absorbed.

They worshipped his body as they worshipped all devil and greater demons. Win hands traced the scarred lines that whirled around Adom chest, fingers taking in the blackened and charred skin of this demonic form. The devil had been hesitant to try this with Win, but this form was far more powerful than the human veil that he wore. It would ensure that even more magic would infuse into Win body.