Adventure Time Demon Blood Sword Novels & Stories

Good boy. Dean raised his sword again and started to dismember the burning body, hacking at it with wicked glee. A pleasing thrum vibrated through him with every limb that tumbled over into the opening to hell and he sincerely hoped that demon enjoyed his presents. His hacking paused when he glimpsed a blackened heart through the gaps of visible bones and he crouched down quickly in excitement.

I call out to her. Lucifer snaps his fingers, and a horde of demons descend. One of Lilith’s demons shapeshifts into large serpents and dives for us, but I manage to push Brille out of the way before I bury my sword in its maw. Another demon with horns and hooves releases a loud squaw and rushes toward me, but I run toward it, tackle it to the ground and sink my sword inside of it.

"Surprised, sweetheart? You see, I am also a dragon summoner. The two of us are the same. We fit for each other. I guess it's what they call destiny?" "Destiny, you fool! What did you do to them?! Where is Demitri?!" I yelled and lifted my hand in the air. My blazing sword appeared and I held onto it tightly as I sauntered forward. I lashed my sword in the air, creating waves of fire, but he blocked it so fast with his wind blades.

A fallen angel... enshrined in moonlit seas. Only because he is a fallen angel, everything is full of sad …But that fallen angel had one chance in life that she was given. The roots of the law controversy go all the way back to the fallen angel, Lucifer. He became a corrupt shadow of his former self - a fallen angel trusted neither by Heaven nor Hell. Demon awaiting the Fallen Angel Shaher's revival was killed in battle at the Hall of Corruption by Alphonse. While not a Fallen Angel in the formal sense, it's depressed price relative to the growing fundamental case for silver makes it worth considering.

It reacted with supernatural swiftness, catching Ralph's sword mid-air with a clawed hand, a sadistic smile playing upon its blood-red face. Undeterred, Ralph swiftly shifted his grip to his left hand and struck with relentless precision, slashing at the demon's waist. Crimson blood spattered the floor, a stark reminder of the brutality of their encounter. However, to Ralph's dismay, the demon's wound healed almost instantaneously, his flesh mending itself before his very eyes. Shock and frustration coursed through Ralph's veins, his eyes widening in disbelief.

If I had known they worked for him, I would have listened to that faint voice in my head and ran hard and fast. I knew who he was before I arrived in this country. It was important that lone wolves like Hannah and I learned about the hierarchy of the most powerful packs and who not to cross. He came up on the top of the most feared. Not just in the supernatural world. He ruled the underground world too. A deadly combination of guns and claws. It was rumored that he ripped out hearts if a person just took the wrong breath in his direction. Carmine Moreno or as he was known across all factions— The Demon Wolf.

The chamber erupted into a maelstrom of shadows and steel as Damitri charged, his greatsword arcing through the fetid air like a comet's tail. The blade hummed with stolen power, aimed straight for the devil's heart—or whatever blackened core pulsed beneath that obsidian hide. But the devil moved with liquid grace, a blur of leathery wings and curling horns, sidestepping the strike as if swatting a gnat. The sword bit deep into the throne instead, splintering ancient wood with a resonant crack that echoed like fracturing bones. Splinters flew, one grazing Damitri's cheek, drawing a thin line of blood that sizzled on contact with the air.

Not to her surprise, not even a single one from the group was now in the room. She was extremely ashamed. "Aren't you going?" The boy asked, looking at Megara. Megara didn't pass him a look and turned her gaze towards the struggling demon. She grabbed the hilt of her sword and in no second the head of the demon rolled down on the floor with blood gushing out of his neck like boiling water as the demon fell on his knees and stiffened in the same position. Megara took out her handkerchief and cleaned the dirty blood off her shiny sword.

Rumble! As the powerful attack struck, the grand hall that was already teetering on the brink of collapse crumbled. Adrian and Alfie swiftly leaped away, landing in the square outside. Knowing they needed to give everything to defeat the greater demon and Josiah, Alfie summoned the Thunder Emperor Sword into his hand. The sword emitted crackling electric light, and one could see sparks dancing along its edge, hinting at the immense power contained within.

He got out of the thick smoke, but the demon was below him, releasing a dark slash. Fortunately, he avoided the dark slash when he released an ice slide. He made the end of the slide reach where the demon was. Before the demon could attack him again, he quickly slipped into it as the dark slash passed to his left. The dark slash split the clouds in the sky. When he got close to the demon, he hit him in the side with his sword. The wound was deep, making the dark red blood overflow.