The Steward Demonic Emperor Novels & Stories

He carefully took on the remaining tasks that he was meant to do. "You can leave now," the demon said quietly, fully focused on his work because he didn't want to trick the Seraphina. He wanted to show that he was truly worthy. Especially, he didn't want to lie to her, even about the small stuff. Except for one thing—his role as a mafia king. After a few hours, Seraphina finally wrapped up her work. She felt happy because she would see Devon again, and she couldn't help but feel a little giddy about what he said earlier.

This was where the demon would attempt its final ascension, seizing complete control over Alex's body and soul. Without wasting a moment, Mia and Heartman began the ancient chants, their voices harmonizing with an ethereal resonance that filled the chamber. The words reverberated through the air, a powerful incantation designed to weaken the demon's grip and dismantle the altar. But just as the chants reached a crescendo, the ground beneath them began to tremble. The stone floor cracked open, and Alex emerged, flanked by his loyal followers who had been twisted and corrupted by the demon's influence. Their eyes glowed with a sinister crimson light, and the air crackled with malevolent energy

“Ms. Lane, I am a steward of the Vale family. I’ve been ordered by the Dragon Emperor to deliver some items.” I glanced at the bags. There were snacks, clothes, toys, and even a brand-new heater. A heater. The Dragon Emperor knew my heating was broken? The steward added, “His Majesty said the young master is staying here temporarily, so his daily needs must not be neglected. Also…” He handed me a card. “This is for the young master’s living expenses.” I took it, feeling as if I were holding something dangerous. Lucien rummaged through one of the bags and pulled out a pack of potato chips. “Can I eat this?”

Alex corrected her. “Shut up! Do I need you to remind me?” Annoyed, Empress Ghast glared at him and decapitated three demonic creatures formed by the flowers of the other shore with her sword. “I knew he’s a pawn Dairaionji Temple sent to infiltrate the nether realm.” Boom! Alex attacked, killing a dark demon that was shooting Empress Ghast with a smack.

"I think this attack is the best attack to represent the power of a level three warrior emperor. Mister Stewards, let's see if you can handle it!" Severin smiled. He had high confidence and was very familiar with how to control his power. It was not his intention to kill his enemy in one blow, after all. It would mean Dracodom would lose a good fighter which would be a loss. In addition, Steward had to sacrifice a lot to make contributions to the country. All Severin wanted to do was teach him a lesson and did not have any desire to kill him. It was a good gesture but Steward did not understand. His mouth twitched. The spiritual energy palm looked was indeed looking quite scary, especially t

The Leviathan Emperor said and spoke again again. "And also according to the information we can believe that the human who has the bloodline of the devil's bloodline, namely Dajol as well, has now been freed from the prison that has kept him locked up for so long and now he has begun to act to dominate the first world, namely the inner world." Demon Emperor Leviathan said. "That's why all of us Jinns and also Jan or Demons shouldn't miss this good opportunity, right?" Emperor Leviathan said speaking and it seemed that all the creatures that were in that place seemed to be nodding their heads in agreement.

", That's what I'm going to do. Power, I want! Wealth, I want! Revenge, I too want!" Dapheney got the answer she seeked for. She stared at the brother she Once known, with disbeliefment and disgust. But he didn't seemed to care the slightest bit. He now needed to build an army, a demon army and they need ministers to work and assist him, the Demon Emperor. Well, unfortunately for him, he didn't have any subordinates. Not even a demon lord working under him. I have to start from scratch. What the hell! Damon cursed silently.

Apparently, the Daemon Emperor had once conspired with Adrian's subordinates to ambush him. However, Adrian had managed to annihilate the traitors and sealed this Daemon Emperor. Now, fate had brought them together again. "If I killed you once, I can kill you again." Adrian stood tall, his white robes fluttering in the air. The Daemon Emperor was stunned into silence. "This is impossible! You're not that mortal boy!" "Is that so? In this life, your end has come, and so has the era of the daemons." Adrian's voice was calm yet resolute. He stretched out his hand.

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.

"I am not holding you." "..." This bastard! "Since you admit your crime, I will be lenient." The emperor took a step toward me, putting his hand in the hilt of his sword. "It seems that you don't even know who the emperor of this country is." Fuck! Why did I call him an emperor? He's not an emperor yet. Dante Scheledrus Wyrm tilted his head as if he was expecting me to do something. I swallowed. "What is my crime?" "It's a crime to steal from the dead." He bent down on his one knee in front of me. With a low voice, he told me, "Don't you know?"