Underground King Tokyo Ghoul Novels & Stories

Of course, she also had no idea that Kendall had already left the Ghost World. "Yes, Your Majesty!" all the captains shouted in unison. Meanwhile, at the entrance to the depths of the Underworld, the number of guards had doubled after Ileana issued the order to seal the entire city. The security inside and outside of the city was impeachable. Suddenly, a powerful aura came from the distance, and a figure flashed by like lightning and infiltrated the Underworld. The figure arrived at the entrance to the depths of the Underworld. It was Skylar, albeit the ugly and old version of him.

Yuki said while glancing across everyone. “What could be underground?” Lawen asked. “Well, there’s the scorpions but those things wouldn’t be able to screech like that. That screech was fear inducing, similar to what the tamsarah did to you, Matthew.” Yuki looked at him for a moment. “Low class monsters like those scorpions are not able to cause such an event.” “So what exactly caused that?” Lawen asked further. Yuki paused for a moment. “Ever heard of the Sand King?”

“Great! Thank you. Please tell us now where we can find him.” Marcus asked. Greg looked at his escorts and told them to wait for him in his room, and the ladies followed his instructions. “He said,” the old man said as he led the way to his office. They arrived in the office, and Greg ordered his men to give his guests some drinks. “So, what do you know about King Cobra?”Ethan asked. “Well, after you left the underground world, there were two leaders who ruled the underground world. First was Lucia, and the second was King Cobra.” Greg started.

Although not a stranger to disrespectful people, she’d never seen anyone behave this bad before. “What? Is there actually an underground palace down there?” Frederick had a bewildered look in his eyes when he faced Darren Green. Darren nodded repeatedly. “Yes, and from the looks of it, this underground palace is probably an underground tomb that belonged to a powerful person in ancient times. There are countless treasures within.” Xyla still seemed calm and collected. Since she had already known this all along, she wasn’t too surprised or excited by the discovery. The novelty had worn off. Frederick was somewhat confused by how unaffected Xyla seemed.

she wondered, it had popped up in the info dump she received and the voice in the dark place had said it to her right before she first woke up here. "Regis, is an old word for king, or something. It's also connected to my phantom crest," The crest hissed at her and information found itself in her subconscious. "There are other Regis out there, I can almost feel them, and they can feel me. We're all connected… like a network."

While driving you consider your options and decided to seek the help of the vampire king again but instead of going to the higher council an urge inside you send you to an underground club not so far from the higher council. It was already dusk as you pull up to the club and wonder how you knew it was an underground club. "Only vamps and humans," a lady at the entrance stops you. "I am seeking the vampire king," you tell her. "Password?" she asks you. "The ass word is; THERE IS NO PASSWORD," you answer her wondering how you knew it.

They used a handkerchief soaked with chloroform to cover Kelsa's nose. Right after breathing in the chloroform, she lost consciousness. When Kelsa woke up, she was in an underground basement. The place looked extremely shabby and had a foul smell. After her blurred vision got cleared a little bit, she saw a familiar face. This was the same face she met the last time she went to the City Hospital. Doctor Philip Brown was standing right before her. She regretfully realized that all of this was carefully planned out by Abigail.

Because he is the King of the Italian Mafia but the second his eyes caught me, his shoulders shrunk as well as he hid his gun behind him… Everyone has a head and now I guess I too have one…I went near him and he slightly bowed his head to me and I nodded before stepping inside further. Like in the rule my dungeon especially this dungeon number five is not any dark underground but the brightest one in the underground. Yup, the bright dungeon, I went inside layer 2 of the dungeon with him following me as he is the one who is the control of this dungeon, in Italy…

Waving his hand, Lazarus dismissed the guy. “It is fine Lord Thomas, is she here?” Smiling Thomas nodded to him. “She is but right this moment she is refitting the King on his new clothes.” “Do you know how long it will be?” “She should almost be done.” While her father and Lord Thomas were chatting Jezzebelle looked off to her side and saw gorgeous necklaces and earrings, going over to the case she saw a gorgeous red ruby choker like necklace and a vampire bat hanging down from it. She was looking at it so much she didn’t realize the King had been starring at her from behind.

By the time we reached the underground corridors, the air had changed. Colder and heavier. Ancient magic hummed faintly through the stone walls. My wolf stirred uneasily beneath my skin. Not fear exactly just recognition. Guards lined the entrance to the lower chamber when we arrived. None of them looked comfortable being there. Kael stood near the doorway already holding a torch and what appeared to be deep regret. “You’re late.” “We walked here like normal people,” I replied. “You should’ve run. This place is horrifying.” Reasonable. The King stood at the center of the underground chamber beyond him.