Karma's Snare Goib Ku's Husband

Karma's Snare Goib Ku's Husband
Chapter 91: TWO UNIFIED REALMS


His hands were getting closer to his eyeballs, at the same time. Abil was no longer able to withstand the turmoil in his stomach. Cold sweat soaked the boy's back. Just as her lips were about to mutter, Diana instantly silenced him back.


"Finally met my eyeballs."


Sulastri's mother buried her eyes so that they could be used to see. Women are like zombies in the game zone that many young people play. It's scary, but when it gets looked at. Precisely disgusting.


Abil alone until unconscious because it can no longer withstand the fear that is so over. While Diana continues to chant dhikr so that her heart and mind can calm down, and try to forget all that was experienced for several days.


Mother Sulastri's steps left the black curtain room. What would the woman do, but it was clear as an ordinary man. He can't fight the creatures. The tension that Diana felt ended with the departure of Mother Sulastri, while in other realms.


The elder brother must be a prisoner of long-handed creatures. A creature that puts up a fight in the basement. All because Azam had taken Bella's soul core and instead Ela was captured.


Originally, KaCan was only being played with by illusions. Although eventually becomes trapped until it falls into a room, where a long-handed creature becomes its ruler. The veiled woman, still occupying the same house, but different dimensions and in a state of unconsciousness.


Back to the supernatural. Where Romo and Sewah approached Lucifer's room. The two intend to imprison the demon prince so as not to return to the human world, while the remaining time is dwindling. It now counts only hours to reach the peak of the third full moon.


When time is over. The red gem of the pomegranate will leave its temporary container and return to the original body. Lucifer the Demon Prince. If that happened, the entire supernatural realm would become his power. Although for that, there was a permanent phase of loss of strength five minutes before the gem re-entered its body.


Romo himself clearly said all that could be an aid to resolve the situation in the two realms. Actually, he could have let it all happen. However, there is something stored in the bottom of his heart, and Sumpah also should not know. What is the intention of a former Demon king.


When the two arrived at Lucifer's doorstep. The door was already wide open, even the owner of the room was waiting by standing parallel to the straight door of his room. A thin smile with black fog enveloping the body, made Romo wary.


Suddenly the gazes of father and son sharpened each other with fists. Why, Sumpah only felt a bad feeling and the strength of both sides could have destroyed the room, and if that happened. It's not impossible. Bella will come because she is interested in a great energy.


"Son, relax! Have you forgotten your mother? Come here." Come here." Said Sumpah lowering his tone, this is not a ruse because the taste for his son still remains in the bottom of his heart. "Again, let's sit down to talk about the past. How's it?"


The persuasion that Sumpah did, was not in rhythm with Romo's sharp gaze that increasingly invites Lucifer's anger. Indeed the two men were just silent, but both of them were fighting for energy. Look at the black fog that is increasingly filling the room. The long-handed shaped fog punched each other.


"Son!" call Sumpah once again, making Lucifer close his eyes.


That voice is not foreign. A voice that gives advice at all times. At that time, he was still a human being. The memory of the past life seemed to be trying to break through the defenses of a demon prince.


"I'm not your son. Stop calling me, son. I'm the demon prince." Lucifer refuted Sumpah's statement, though he was aware. If it was that middle-aged woman, it was indeed not wrong to call her as a child. "If you, you consider myself a child. Stay away from Romo."


A simple request that gives a new clause to Sewah. Lucifer tried to explain the situation with a warning, but Romo's gaze grew sharper.


"Don't believe the demon prince. After all, he still had already been affected by the pomegranate red gemstone. Everything he said was a lie." Romo prevents Lucifer from giving a warning to Simbah.


Apparently, Romo forgot. If he, too, was a demon, not a human. How can a demon scream? Isn't it like, when someone throws a round ball against a wall. It will automatically bounce back. Like the clutch of the index finger, there are definitely more fingers pointing towards yourself.


Romo's actions were too hasty, making Sewan look into Lucifer's eyes. The same net with the eyes of the brave. It was clearly the eyes of his son. Like remembering the past. Both of them gave an eye gesture that could not be understood by the former demon king, until suddenly Sumpah threw holy ash towards Lucifer.


The ash became a spark, it was clear that Lucifer's arm was burning because it blocked the holy ash from hitting his handsome face, until the black fog turned red with a screaming voice in pain.


Wuushh!


Lucifer disappeared with the sound of groans of pain. All of this happened in seconds. The less vigilant Romo immediately clutched the neck of Sewah, making the middle-aged woman smile with satisfaction. The sharp gaze of the former demon king. Not one bit thrill the soul of Simbah.


The middle-aged woman, finally got an answer. Who has the soul of a true demon. "Devil is still the devil. As much as any ruse. Man knows that the soul of the sinner will always commit falsehood. I don't know, Lucifer is my son or not. I just believe, he's better than you."


"Well, YOU're a lowly man." Romo growled at Sewah's neck.


However, there was the consciousness of the middle-aged woman. Suddenly, a shadow quickly shot out, and carried Simbah away by jumping over the window of Lucifer's room. Suddenly, the former demon king tried to catch up by darting into a shadow.


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Is this story interesting enough for readers?


Is it stressful enough?


What do I need to fix?


Don't forget your criticism, and your advice, yes.


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