Novel & Cerita Custom Made Demon King

I heard a man’s voice nearby and I speculated that he’s a threat. “Who the hell are you?!” I stood up without any hesitation though I might get killed and asked him directly. “My name is Lucifer Denville, and I’m the demon king. And you’re Emerald Greenfield, my lovely bride,” he simply lowered his head. My eyes widen as I got to view a tall man with long black silky hair, white skin, red flaring eyes whose wearing a long black coat with golden chains around him. “H-How did you know my name?” I trembled.

6 days later Capital Daemonum Regnum, Demon Kingdom It was a cold - icy dark night, the moon was as grand and bright as ever, the storm petrels, Hydrobatidaes were on their nests, there was no omen of death; the waters were frozen, everything was engulfed with fresh snow. Something freakish was seen among all — two figures stared vacantly at the Demon King villa from quite a far unascertained distance, standing on a cliff. One of them said to the other in a vulgar tone, " So... What? ... We the strongest fighters from the whole Human Empire are sent here to defeat a lousy, bastard Demon King on this cold night — it is snowing also, are they considering us rapscallions? What fiddlesticks! " T

The air was thick with the scent of incense, which adds to the ominous atmosphere, and I was feeling unease creep over me. "Get up and let me see your face." His deep, menacing voice rumbled, cutting into my head as I stood abruptly, gazing at him straight in the face, causing terror to shake me uncontrollably. The Demon King sat upon his throne, his towering form casting a dark shadow over the grand palace hall. His skin was a deep shade of obsidian, and his eyes glowed with an intense crimson light. His horns curved menacingly from his forehead, and his sharp fangs glistened in the flickering candlelight.

he muttered through his shudder. "Draden, go tell my demon's Samson and Dane to go with the troops and retrieve more staff," I growled, eyeing the man rushing out of the room. My two demon companions, both gifts from my hellbound father, lead my troops. I eye Samuel and realize I truly dealt with idiots. I leaned back and ran my fingers through my short hair, I'm still so fucking bored. I watched Samson bending over my mess and grin.

Cakil asked curiously. "You don't need to know, just prepare troops for me!" “Ohh alright alright, should I inform the other Demon Lords? They will definitely be willing to serve Your Majesty.” Cakil offers additional troops to make it look serious. This Cakil is one of the ancient Demon Lords, but his strength is still far below the Dark King who can be said to have just become a Demon King. "No need! When I tell you again, you should be prepared." The king of darkness just left.

The Blood Demon King could no longer underestimate Andrius. “The world is indeed full of mysteries. I underestimated you.” The Blood Demon King stepped back for the first time. “Friend from the Immortal Realm, what deal do you wish to make with me?” The ones who heard this were instantly shocked. To be called a friend by the Blood Demon King, as an immortal cultivator at that, was unprecedented! Andrius said bluntly, “I want Aureate Immortal-level immortal blood, preferably one that’s highly active.” Andrius naturally needed high-quality materials to rebuild Cedric’s body and could not afford to cut corners.

The demon king was surprisingly considerate. “I’ll just hope that my next son isn’t as soft hearted as Caiden is and he doesn’t fall in love with a human,” the demon kind said and raised his arm. “I will go now. I will come visit you in a year if you don’t succeed.” “Thank you for assistance,” Clara replied sincerely. “Goodbye.” “Goodbye, Clara Kennedy,” the demon king said and disappeared. Clara immediately crossed the length of her room and sat down at her computer. She didn’t have a full idea of the scale of independent coffee shops in London and knew she was going to need to do some research.

V. The demon king, Lucifer Black is the most dangerous and brutal demon. He is the cruel and dark king of the devil's kingdom named Lucifer's hell. The demon of deception and savagery. He loved to kill, and had dark magic that could rip his enemies into pieces quickly of a second. Going against him meant death because he is the strongest demon in the realm. He was merciless and everyone feared him, even his family. His body, his features, and his voice had authority among the whole demons. And looked like he was made for the night of all of its sins... Years of war and battle made him cold, his enemies made him more ruthless.