Helluva Boss Hellhound Oc の小説・ストーリー

(A hellhound is a type of demon or hybrid beast that’s a werewolf lycanthrope and demon fueled by pure black magic ,evil and darkness ) The hellhound alpha is known to be ruthless ,savage and as cold as ice. He rules over werewolves, vampires, witches, and demons, who all thrive on war , terror, and bloodshed . Mythology claims hellhounds to be agents of death , savage dogs who drag people into the underworld… Well, that is all well and true, but in the case of Asmodeus Hayes no one quite knows for sure what his story is. Many stories are told of his might , terror, power and evil as well as many different folk laws surrounding his existence but no one knows for sure what interpretation of t

“That didn’t work? Then let’s try something else. Hellhound, I bet you’re sensitive to holy light.” With a flick of his hand, Adrian conjured a blast of holy light that lit up the space, surging straight for the hellhound with intense brilliance. The beast, seeing the holy light, roared in terror, clearly disturbed by its power. “Roar! Roar!” It recoiled, desperate to flee, but Adrian’s gaze remained steely, filled with lethal intent. “Die!” Adrian shouted. Fueled by fury, he unleashed a surge of energy that seemed to shake the heavens. Just as the hellhound opened its maw to release a stream of fire, Adrian’s own hand ignited.

And Zane had no idea who he was really up against. Later, Zane was in his study, pouring over ancient texts on hellhounds, trying to piece together any information that might help him track them. The hellhounds were creatures of the underworld, summoned only by a powerful ritual, one that required blood—specifically, the blood of the intended target. Someone close to Cana had set this in motion, someone who had betrayed them

"The Gate of Life, open. The creatures in this alienated world listen to my summon. Come on, my baby!" After Luo Hongying's crisp voice sounded, the ancient Gate of Life slowly opened. A black shadow whizzed out of it. "The Hellhound?" Everyone present was shocked. The Hellhound was a famous sixth-level demonic beast. It was so fierce that cultivators below the stage of the Voiding Realm could not resist it. Dong Zhenhai tried to keep calm. Although the Hellhound was fierce, he was a Strong of the Voiding Realm. A Hellhound could not do anything to him.

At that moment, a growl like I have never heard before in my life, echoed throughout the land, even making Luna Rayne jump, right before she raised her hands letting them burst into flames, ready for whatever it was to attack us. “What the hell was that?” I asked moving to Luna Rayne’s side, since she was the one with the fire ready to roll. “Hellhound, and it doesn’t seem happy.” Christopher says, like it’s no big deal, but I have seen pictures of them before, and I don’t know if my wolf could take one down on its own. But thankfully I wasn’t alone, and I was going to make sure that I didn’t get separated from these two, knowing now what kind of creatures possess this world.

Adam yelled at the strange beings. “WHERE IS THE BOY, WHERE IS THEO, BRING HIM!!!” The hellhounds chorused as their eyes transformed to a shade of pure yellow, their body began to burn with fire as their clothes melted leaving them with just their under wears, claws crept out from their fingers and nails and fangs grew from their teeth as the room was filled with extreme heat. “What the….. fuck, run!!!” Harry yelled and the latter turned to run but an hellhound moved at an incredible speed as he appeared before them.

“I’m not going anywhere with you until you explain.” He swallowed hard, like the truth itself had weighed his tongue down. “Those things were werewolves. The ones you saw today; we call them hellhounds. They’re sent to the human world to destroy their target. And right now, you, Joyce, are that target. I swear I’ll answer all your questions, but not here. Now is not the time.” Hellhounds? The word alone chilled me. The beasts that attacked my car were obviously too huge to be dogs and too terrifying to be wolves. All four of them were at least five feet tall. It gave me chills to even think they could come back.

I had never seen one that was this fucking big or unique looking. “This handsome boy is Fueyo,” she said, petting his head. “He’s one of this pack’s Hellhounds. I’m not sure how much anyone knows about Hellhounds, but they are guardians. They are Hades’ personal creation, and he chooses who they will become the guardian of. Hellhounds are rare and extremely powerful, so he is very selective of who is blessed with them. This handsome boy is Klayrn’s guardian.” ‘Byron, make a mental note to add all of this shit to the database.’

“The one who conquered half of the world. Well, right now, when it comes to werewolves, the closest thing we have to Genghis Khan is the Hellhound. Granted before the Mongols finished their conquering spree.” “What?” That guy was definitely not the brightest bulb in the box. “The hellhound has conquered a bunch of packs already, but not half of the world.” Ethan explained. “Yet,” I interjected. He eyed me but continued. “He’s also reputed to answer to challenges pretty brutally.” “You don’t know how brutal he can get,” Hellhound Girl said to the guys. There was a fire in those eyes that I liked. She was probably imagining them burning at the stake and she enjoyed the idea.