Asta Demon Dweller Sword Novels & Stories

Salj seemed a bit let down after that. Matthew became curious. “Why? What’s wrong?” Salj unsheathed the sword and showed the blade to Matthew. “This sword, it is imbued with dark magic. Upon summoning astra, it lights itself on fire. The user does not have to chant any spells nor do anything special. On top of that, the blade is made using a special type of material that is not even metal.” The dwarf explained with such obsession. Matthew was surprised to hear this, especially the part that was said to be non-metal. “What do you mean it’s not metal?”

( Leomord's PoV ) As soon as I saw her sword reached my neck, I remembered everything that I want to achieve. As the most powerful warrior in my era, I was assigned to every difficult task. I humbly accepted all of those, until I've had enough. After all the battles that I successfully gained victory, I decided to stop. I requested the organization to pause my task and I want to lay low. But that ain't easy, the organization promised me to pause my task after I finished my last mission. That mission is to defeat the abyssal demon from the north. Dementia, the hollow.

To sigh. " Finish her." With this being said, he turns around to leave when I scream from behind. Clenching my fists. " W...ho...a..re you!" The man's back stiffens and that's when he runs his fingers through his hair. To let the hood drop. “ Cerberus… they call me Cerberus . The barrier between life and death. And also the loyal servant of her, my Queen. Heratte…” “ The Goddess of Darkness.”

When I feel that light glowing inside of me I open my eyes just to see myself glowing greenish light. “YOU! That amount of magic. Who are you?” Demonica said. “I am me.” I said as I raise my hand and point at Demonica using my index finger. A greenish light starts the shines and my sword that I drop few meters from me also glows and like a magnet the sword is in my hand. When I am already holding my sword it shines and I see how it changes in shape and color. From its golden color and 2 inches wide and 2 feet length it changed into a jade sword with 3 inch wide and 3 feet length. Not just that but the handle is decorated with a jade dragon that is warp into the handle with its mouth open whe

He was surrounded by several other demons who bowed down before him in reverence as he lifted his hands and spoke words that sounded like ancient incantations. Olivia gasped, taken aback by the sight of him. He was even more terrifying than he had been in her dreams. His body was covered in black scales that gleamed in the light and he had four giant horns protruding from his forehead. His eyes were a brilliant shade of red and seemed to glow with an inner fire. He looked larger than life, like a god or demon standing between two worlds. "Olivia," Azazel said, his deep voice echoing throughout the room. "Welcome to my domain."

He gripped the sword tightly even though it pained him to do so as he rose to his feet. Drew gripped his chest, holding the sword that seemed to glow at his touch. Jed's eyes widened as he watched Drew slowly recover. "What sort of sorcery is this?" he thundered. "It isn't.'' Drew chuckled. Without another word, he threw the sword at him, aiming for his chest. The sword landed neatly on his chest as Drew watched the demon leader shift back to his normal size. "You might have defeated me now but I'll return and when I do, you'll wish you never crossed me.''Jed gasped.

Exactly as seen earlier in the castle. The sword. “What does that one do?” I asked, pointing to it. “It drinks blood. For anyone it kills, their blood is stored in the blade. You would try to always have a clothing between you and the hilt” That did not sound more beneficial than fairy dust. “So how useful would it be to protect me?” With only a smile, “very” Time to close the deal. “I have one silver coin” playing with the coins against my fingers. “Make it three and we have a deal”

I will rather give up my life in exchange for peace in my realm. I will arrange a meeting straight away and give out my instructions. I don't need my wolf to command my people. I have Dainné with me, Dianne is the name of the sword gifted to me by the moon Goddess, only me for thousands of years that had passed can wield that sword. the sword when unsheathed can never be sheathed back without it tasting or spilling blood. a bloodthirsty sword and one of it kind. I stretch my hands and open my palm in front of me, a fine-sheathed sword with a carving of a wolfman and a moon engraved on it.

I gasp because never in my wildest dreams did I imagine ever seeing this dagger in real life. I've read the stories in the history books and seen the drawings. But it's not the same as seeing it up close. Soul Destroyer is a dagger belonging to the Moon Goddess. It was given to Saven, the Witch Goddess, to aid in her quest to destroy a warlock named Vant, who plotted to overthrow Saven, destroy witches, and bring back his lost mate.

The weapons glowed with strange symbols. "What–" Maddie began but started to cough. Smoke had filled the room. The burning demon was still running around the diner. The other three demons were crouched, and growling like rabid dogs, their saucerlike eyes glowing with a manic light. One of them let out a loud howl like a wolf and pounced towards Cassie. She screamed and there was a sudden hot burst of light as the sword in her hand blazed up. Cassie leaped forward, sweeping her weapon at the demon, her skirt billowing behind her. In the light of the Celestial Blade, the demon’s appearance was unpleasantly visible: black, scaly skin, a gaping black hole for a mouth, bulging, orblike eyes, and