Since this chapter is relatively short and my laziness is extremely high, I’m just gonna put it all in a single post. To thank me, you should white-list my site for adblock :P. Anyway, enjoy the feast of blood and souls or some such bullshit.
With such an absurd amount of rocket-propelled birds, there was no way for Iris, Beatrix or Violet to possibly find the ‘Demonic Emperor Penguin Emperor’ within that massive flock. Besides that, they were all exhausted from the battle and were more concerned with the safety of their allies, than trying to exterminate the innumerable pests. Continue reading
“I’ve gotta say though… I’m kinda disappointed. I mean, I won’t pretend to be some sort of magical expert or anything like that, but what the fuck? Like seriously, ugh, it’s hard to watch this disaster…” The obsidian-skinned illusory Nephilim was casually floating above a roaring serpentine dragon, made entirely of crimson flames. It burned its way through hundreds of gigantic purple tentacles, incinerating countless tiny demonic beasts, before crashing head-first into its colossal adversary. Continue reading
“Oh my God, it’s so fucking freezing!” Even though her crimson wings were literally on fire, Iris was still the first person to complain about the sudden temperature drop. Continue reading
“We need to cancel this crazy-ass suicide mission! The plan to trick Michael into entering a prison within Azriel’s shitty city has totally failed… Ugh, my fucking idiotic little brother is still in that hell-hole with that psychotic monster!” Inside of a huge dungeon, which was formerly known as the Kansas Statehouse, an angry woman’s voice echoed throughout the halls. Continue reading
“Calm down Iris… Besides, I told you to just stay home. You should at least wait until after the baby is born to go hunting…” Luke’s glowing golden irises peered out from the holes in his silver helmet and stared at his wife’s breasts for a moment, before glancing up into those bright-green, rage-filled eyes. Continue reading
An enormous serpentine dragon with fluffy violet fur, was snoring as it slumbered upon a bed of thousands of human skeletons. The bones were charred black and most of them were barely intact, but the number was still incredibly vast. Its head appeared oddly similar to that of a rat, while its body was closer to that of a snake. Most of it was covered with hair, but the feet, claws and tail were all protected by thick obsidian scales. Continue reading
“What’s wrong with him?” Admiral Cain was wearing a skin-tight red t-shirt, along with black jeans and combat boots. Standing next to him was a five-foot tall, middle-aged woman, with long white hair, extremely pale skin, and lipstick that matched her crimson irises. Continue reading
“Nyah~, I can’t leave~! Wah~, Mikey~, why can’t I leave~?! I wanna go~! Let me go~!” An adorable little cat-girl was crying and whining, while clawing angrily at an ominous wooden door. Continue reading
Each of those submarines was shaped like a bullet on the outside, while the inside was closer to a very narrow but long elevator. However, rather than a fragile window, there were simply cameras on the outer hull, which had their displays projected onto the ceiling, walls and floor. Continue reading
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