Yushiro Blood Demon Art Novels & Stories

I bent over the dead soldier, my heart heavy as I realized that the same tattoo adorned his neck as well. he design was unlike anything I had seen before, yet there was an unsettling familiarity about it, a memory tugging at the edges of my mind. The tattoo depicted a flying demon, its wings outstretched, eyes aglow with an otherworldly luminescence. The level of detail was astonishing, every line and curve capturing the essence of the creature in a way that was both mesmerizing and disconcerting. The artistry was undeniable, but there was an underlying malevolence that sent shivers down my spine.

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With furrowed brows, he looked to his right and his eyes widened. A huge saber-tooth-like creature had made its way to pick up Kenshi and continues to run fast inside the forest. Yushiro just stood there bewitched by that huge cat. He has never encountered one before but he guess that they were true. Only the royal family of the Yami can summon those creatures. "You're lucky this time, demon." "Your Highness, I apologize," Yushiro's companion, Blue, who shot the arrow apologizes while catching her breath. "I lost them."

Even though the bloody creature was creepy, it was still a weakling when presented before Lucas. Then, Lucas lifted one finger and a demonic aura surrounded his finger. Swoosh! Suddenly, a wind-cutting sound appeared. A demonic aura shot out from Lucas’ finger and rushed toward the few bloody creatures. Those bloody creatures were gone in an instant. ‘What?!!’ It was not just Bobby, even the other Genetic Fighters of the Bloody Organization were shocked. They never would have thought of such a scene to happen. “The Art of Blood has been defeated?” Bobby was staring at the scene, horrified.

Once cultivated to its peak, the Devouring Sky Demon Art could consume souls and refine them into demonic puppets with terrifying combat power. For Chase, this technique was a perfect match. "Devouring Sky Demon Art, First Layer!" With a single thought, new information flooded his mind. This was the fundamental incantation of the technique—nothing too obscure. After a quick review, Chase grasped it with ease. He extended his finger, allowing a drop of blood essence to fall onto the purple skull emblem. In an instant, blinding crimson light erupted from the emblem. It trembled violently, letting out sharp, anguished wails, as if trying to break free from his grasp.

Deep down it was a weird silence beyond the border and her own adrenaline could tell something was not right. A pair of black smoke appeared infront of Iris' eyes. They were men with dark red skin and two, long horns growing out of their forehead and wore long robes commonly used in cults. She can smell the sulfur out of them, these men are demons. Her hatred for them is still there in her heart and all she wanted was to kill them. Pointing the gun to their way ready to shoot if one of them makes a move on her. "Greetings, human. My name is Passadio and this is Futurio we have come to see the little human our master will meet soon." The twin demons have short hair and she can tell the differ

I can't just idle while my cousin is about to die in the hands of an evil witch, you know. "Right, of course." I smiled a bit. I admire how close they are to each other. It reminds me of the bond Demitri and his brothers have. And yeah, plus Prince Evan. Lucia chanted something quickly and the next moment, white smokes flowed out of her hand and formed a man-like structure. She made four... nine... a dozen... until she had like a battalion. She breathed heavily and almost lost balance. Good thing I was quick enough to hold her.

She snapped her fingers again, and a suited man walked toward her with a bowl, while the first two pulled the man away. She opened the bowl and revealed the content inside, it was filled with blood. “Drink up…you will need your strength for what you are about to do.” She said to him and fed him the blood while he drank in small sips before it turned into large gulps.

"Vivienne..." "I don't want to drink blood, you know," I said in a desperate voice. "but there is a part of me that wants to. The unquenchable thirst makes me feel less human. Right now, I can hear every beat of your heart; smell the intoxicating scent of your skin. The demons in me want to enslave me, I tried to suppress the urge, but it's still there like a curse!" "You don't have to fight the demons," Cammie said, "You own them. You live with them. They can't control you if you don't let them."

to the latter I use my alpha voice on Chris, he lowers his head in submission and the topic was ended. We return from the lake and I take a hot shower to relax my muscles. I change into my black sweats and a black t-shirt and head down the hall to my study. I feel a burning sensation in my chest and brush it off, I take a few steps more and I feel the same sensation again, only its intensified. I let out an ear deafening howl for someone from my pack to come to my aid, I feel two muscular arms grab me of the ground and I black out.