The Demi Gods And The Semi Devils Novels & Stories

Using my powers I forced him to kneel on the ground and then I slaughtered him in front of all the demons, this is the punishment for killing my Ella, I was going to kill the others too just then I heard a loud cry of Ella. I turned and was surprised to see her back, alive. I rushed to her scanning her whole body, I hugged her tightly and then I felt her breathing getting shallow as I forced her to drink my blood. I know if she could have my blood then she won't be able to die because by drinking my blood she has turned into a half-human and half devil. And on our marriage night, I will turn her into a real devil, and then forever we both shall live together in our world away from the humans

He must be a chimera. In another stage mages were showing their wonders. The were producing harmless but mesmerising explosions of fire and ice, and who knows what. In other stages punishers and demi-gods were showing their skills. A single punisher could conjure a single items/weapons they were attuned to, which do have certain magical property. Where as demi-gods were attuned to demi-ring that could turn into weapons with certain abilities.

I nearly choked on my water, blinking at her in stunned silence. She let out a melodious chuckle. “You see, the blood of a demigod is pure toxicity to the Gods. Did you know the High Ones frequently sire children with mortals simply to utilize them as tools? They are bound by ancient, cosmic laws, but demigods are not. You were born to do the dirty work the Gods cannot do themselves. It is quite a tragic existence, to be born as a loophole.” My heart hammered against my ribs. To be born as a tool for the divine?

DANTE'S POV People call me the Devil of New York. They're not wrong. I've killed men for less than a dirty look. I've gutted rats who thought they could steal from me. I've fucked women who begged for mercy and made them beg for more pain instead. My empire runs on blood, loyalty, and fear. That's the only language this rotten world understands. And tonight, I reminded everyone of it. Crawford thought he could play me. Thought he could borrow money from my syndicate, promise returns, and then ghost like I'm some dumb fuck banker. No. You don't spit in my face and walk away.

Strong. “So what happens next?” I asked. His fingers turned, briefly closing around mine. “Now,” Dominic said quietly, “we become harder to buy.” Outside, clouds gathered over the city again, not storm clouds, but pressure clouds. The kind that sit heavy before something breaks. Marcus Vale had been a battle. What was coming next was a marketplace. And in that marketplace, I had just become a prize someone powerful intended to claim.

This was the real cost of the empire Sandro had built. This was the devil she had married. Yet beneath the revulsion, a twisted attraction stirred. The way he stood there, powerful and unyielding, blood on his hands because someone had dared threaten her… it unlocked a primal part of her she hated herself for acknowledging. Her body still hummed from their earlier encounters, and now this raw display of dominance only heightened the conflicting pull inside her. She was horrified. She was also, shamefully, drawn to the monster who would burn the world to keep her safe.

Till he was just the breathing silhouette Sebastian had seen. Sebastian knows because he had felt the same. The day of Sarah’s death, he had felt a rage higher than a tower. He lost consciousness of every sense of morality that he had even pulled his gun scaring the kids that stood just where his daughter had left. He recalled the feeling of emptiness when he held lifeless Sarah on the ground, such that he had even wished a truce with the devil. If only it worked that way. So when Sebastian laid his eyes on the man, he knew exactly how he felt. A broken father.

What Andrea said about the Demi-Human that were still treated like monsters were the ugly truth of Fantasma. And that kind of tragedy is still happening today and all over Fantasma. The society in Fantasma, didn’t fully understand the concept of other races in these world, because they were still wrapped in the idea of their own race supremacy especially the Humans. They only called the Demi-Human race that are have some similarity to human features and called them the Demi-Human and the rest fall into the category of monsters.

“Pretty much. They’re called Gods of War in Cathysia, but in terms of their combat prowess, they are pretty much at the semi-god level!” “There are some semi-god-like fighters in the City of Martial Arts, but they are rare. Fighters of the level of Kings of War are slightly more!” The old man on the stage bobbed his head in agreement. Then he faced the crowd and threw out another question, “Then do you know, what is the level above the semi-god level?” Puzzlement and confusion were plastered on the crowd’s faces. “Well. Not sure about that!” Some shook their heads. “I did hear about it before!”

Seeing that Zephyr Khan was extremely shocked, the Dragon Spirit Sword explained again, "Yes, he is indeed a divine being! Because I can feel that there is a trace of divine power in his palm!" "However, Deities are not invincible! They are also divided into many realms! Those powerful gods can destroy the world, devour the sun at any time, and crush the stars!" "Strictly speaking, those weakest Deities are only Demigods! They are not much different from the Magic and Manifestation Realm martial practitioners in the Ethereal Land!" "Otherwise, if every single god was an invincible existence, how could the Ethereal Land have killed those gods back then?" "The strength of Demigods is also divi