Birth Of The Demonic Sword Novels & Stories

Teresa answered. Selena is pissed by Teresa's word. She thinks Teresa is making fun out of her. "Boring you say? Don't make me laugh! " Selena's back emerged a mouth like creature with large sharp teeth. These creatures were launched towards Teresa. But Teresa easily got rid of them in a split of second. "Are you a fool? I'm lending you a sword so that you can fight me as a warrior and not a demon. But, if you insist, I'll take you on in your demon form. " Teresa spoke menacingly.

We have to get rid of her" Eric landed gracefully to the ground, his red hair stuck to his pale face even though not a single drop of rain ever touched him " surely you don't mean we have to kill her? We got our target, can't we just go home? Besides nobody would believe her if she tells them what she saw. that is if she even knows what she saw" " that kind of nonsense that comes out of your mouth makes me believe you really are an idiot" Damien sighed at the demon princes insults. He was about too use to it by now " come on Eric, stop being such a.." " devil? Isn't that what we are?"

The other The two figures jumped from the cliff and nodded, " So, it's show time for that? Aye, aye great, let's have some fun! " 1 hour later, It was snowing still, completely producing an ice fog around. The storm petrels, Hydrobatidaes were producing death omens. There was cold blood of the Demon Royal guards and the butler, Fedelis splattered from pillar to post, outside the villa. Three men were exchanging blows — the Demon King was having a hard time dealing and exchanging blows with the two figures; they were too strong and robust, not even he could defeat them; he was breaking out in cold sweat, having a lot of trials and tribulations to stand on his feet, on the other hand, blood wa

The war claimed many lives and went on for years until two of the fiercest warrior women; the Demon Zara, Hades’s most trusted Lieutenant and the Angel Alysa, Suzaku’s most trusted commander, died fighting each other. The Gods were grief stricken and ended the war immediately before it claimed any more of those they loved. A truce was made between the Gods as they retrieved Zara and Alysa’s souls and combined them to form a being which was neither Demon, nor Angel but both. And thus, I was born. A celestial hybrid, but a hybrid none the less. It is the biggest secret of my life…or it was, until a few moments ago.

Chris didn't budge, "Like I said, I don't care. I have to find the people behind my parents' death. They will pay. They will pay for everything." Chris flinched as he suddenly felt intense pain on his left wrist. He checked his wrist and an image started to etch on his skin. It felt like his skin is being seared, it continued for over a minute but Chris bore the pain. The pain stopped as soon as the image is completed. Image of a crown. "The contract has been completed." The demon gladly announced. Chris stared at the demon, "State your name demon." The demon laughed, completely delighted and amused with what is happening. “My name is Damien.”

, were my last words to her before she rose higher and higher until she was finally out of sight. I decided to mourn her later. My dad, or the demon my dad was becoming, was causing a lot of strife and death. I grabbed a knife and found a can of Nephilim blood, which my teacher told me is lethal to demons, and dipped the knife in it. I also grabbed a sword. It was heavy, but I had been practicing with them since I was 4, so it was okay for me. I ran out onto the ground, only to see black smoke everywhere. Dad was killing the last of the few pack warriors. The very last one was my mentor. Master Lui glanced at the sword in my hand and my mind linked to me.

After two weeks’ worth of practice, Thea had grown extremely familiar with the Demonic Sword. The Demonic Sword was created by the Malevolent King while he was in a state of insanity. Its true power can only be realized by consuming the Spirit Turtle’s blood and entering a state of near insanity.

The past. The high-ranked demon and his minions launched a ferocious attack on the young Damon, their swords clashing in a deadly symphony. Damon drew out his own sword, its blade shimmering with an otherworldly light. With a fierce battle cry, he charged into the fray, his sword slicing through the demons with deadly precision. "Ahh!" he screamed, dodging multiple attacks with an agility that belied his youth. His sword flashed in the dim light, striking down one demon after another. But for every demon that fell, ten more seemed to rise up in its place, their numbers unending.

When the demon saw the sword blocking him, his face was instantly frightened because that sword was the one that sealed him under the altar long ago. "How come this sword still has a spirit?" Said the blood-sucking demon in fear. When Long Chen saw that, he smiled and took the sword and thoughtlessly slashed at the blood-sucking demon. "Shit!" BOOMMM... The inheritance land finally shattered into a space filled with darkness. Long Chen, who had slashed at the demon, frowned, because the demon that had fought him earlier had suddenly disappeared. And he didn't think it was possible for the demon to just die with the slash he made earlier. As Long Chen looked more carefully, he found a crack t

In the wilderness, it really was the world of demons. "Hey, the demons who just reached the primordial realm dare to show up, really courting death!" A cold snort sounded. Before his voice had died away. A brilliant cyan sword light, like lightning, shot from the back of the young eagle, tearing open the sky. Next moment blood rain was falling in the sky with feather splashing and sad and shrilling cries. Five heavenly hound monsters with the primordial grandmaster's strength were killed by one sword in an instant with no one escaping. The frightening cyan sword light seemed to be a destiny symbol fo the Death. How terrible it was!