Goblin Slayer Red Eye の小説・ストーリー

Elise had to repel the cobra of Priestess Nehes. As time went on, the cobra spat farther and farther. Anytime soon, the venom would be spat into her protective shield she built around her. Her grandmother chose to disappear from her mind’s eye at this moment. After a second, her third eye suddenly turned into red. Her body aura colors of gold, red and silver became visible to everyone, and her red third eye was repulsively disturbing and powerful.

This man is dangerous! Then the goblin was suddenly overcome with a sense of fear, shrouding its body causing it to tremble. “Are you lying to me?” Matthew looked down at the goblin who was only about half his height with blazing red eyes. The goblin was unable to say anything back as it was too scared. ‘I-is this his power?’ All the other goblins were also visibly shaking in fear as well. Just when they thought it was over for them, someone interfered.

Kamuy explaining the lesson. Sisi started to read the chapter out loud when he reached a certain point in the chapter Mr. Kamuy started telling us about red-eyed vampires in detail. “Red-eyed vampires are said to be the closest to the Goddess Moon because according to the myths she also had red eyes. It is said that red-eyed vampires are real vampires because they have more power than those vampires who possess eyes colored other than red. Their strength is almost equaling to one-fourth of the first vampires. It is also said that the vampires who had drunk human blood possess red eyes”

His hands or what used to be his hands were claws dripping red from where they’d torn into my attacker. But his eyes. Those were the worst. They blazed red, feral and glowing, yet still familiar enough to make my stomach lurch. Still Lucien’s, staring at me like he knew exactly who I was. My vision blurred. Lucien—no, it wasn’t human. Red eyes, claws, fangs… everything slammed into me at once, and my legs just gave out. I staggered, trying to grab something, anything, but the world tilted too fast.

There's a crooked line through his notes that he doesn't seem to notice. He stares at the door they left through. Then, the door gets kicked open. One flat bang, the latch surrendering immediately. Two figures in the frame. The tall one first, red hair catching the light, the kind of face built for walking into rooms like he owns them. Behind him, a second one leans against the doorframe with the mild expression of someone who finds everything mildly amusing. Goblin actually yelps. The red-haired one, Bore, scans the room once. "Who's the Grim Reaper. Come out."

Jo could see a faint red light glowing from inside the space, as if Holland was announcing her presence with her signature color. Jo grabbed the two remaining silver nitrate grenades she had in her utility belt and pulled the pins on each with her teeth before she lobbed them both into the room. If there were other Vampires in the room, they might be taken out by Christian’s invention, but she knew that Holland was too powerful for something like that to hurt her.

And nobody is here except me and this guy! "W-what d-do y-you w-want?" I stuttered. "You, luna. You" Then his bright red eyes shines, "W-what are you?!" 'Cause I know werewolves don't have those shiny red eyes! I already encountered rouges who has a dull red eyes color but this one is different. And as if to answer my questions, he bared his pointed fangs! Vampire! My eyes widen in disbelief and a gasps escape my lips.

A firm smack on the chest of the bound surfaces like a gunshot. “You going you be a good boy, eh?” The goblin’s eyes are hazy from the amount of dopamine flowing through his brain. Those eyes loom on the red spot of the boy’s chest which there is now a red spot growing easy to see with the green that is the creature's skin. The mouth of the one in bondage is stifled by having a rag that has been submerged in oil lodged in the inside of his mouth. Not even muffles could be heard from him, or the screams and pain that surfaces with no noise to be cast from his throat. By the older goblin is a small wooden table by his side that has a small jar of oil in his presence. Some of the thick fluid co

he said, grinning wickedly. “So you are Lucifer! I knew it. Those creepy red eyes should've been a dead giveaway. I'm an idiot, a complete and utter idiot-” “Yes, you are.” He grinned, licking his fangs. His irises pulsed fire-red, spilling over their rings and flooding the whites of his eyes. Slit pupils bore into my skull, surrounded by crimson seas. “Stop that!” “What?” he asked, laughing deviously. “Frightening you?”

He growls and removes his hand that was around my throat. I don't know why but I did what he told me to do and got on my knees. He walked like a predator until he stood in front of me. “I'm not a fan of redheads but there's no way I'm letting Ghost have you,” I slowly brought my head up until our eyes met and my eyes widened when I gazed into his red eyes. I closed my eyes to try and calm myself down, reminding myself they are just contacts. I really need to stop reading so many fantasy books they are really getting to my head.