Biwa Art Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

I scream, but no sound comes out. Suddenly, the wraiths descend upon me, their hooked talons digging into my shoulders, pinning me down. One, their leader, looms over me, its jaw unhinging to reveal rows of needle-sharp teeth. I make another desperate, stupid attempt to scream. Suddenly, bright golden light engulfs me. A silhouette leaps from the void, wielding a sword, and goes after the demons. He moves with a lethal, fluid grace I’ve never seen. With a single, sweeping motion of his hand, a wave of light blasts the wraiths backward, turning them into ash.

Hence, we easily fell prey to their schemes until Nimalaya's mate became the first demon to be successfully killed. The timeframe she gave me was running out while she was busy with her own little revenge. She killed and tortured humans and demons she blamed for her mate's death. He was a warrior, and they were supposed to have each other's back. She questioned how he was taken, and no one searched for him. Her little massacre happened, while my kind was all at a safe place until she seeked me out and burned my doppelganger made out of witchcraft before hell descended after the news she got about not ever seeing her mate again.

[status] Species: Lesser Demon(18/20){Uncommon} Title: Dragon slayer {Dragon slayer: Deal more damage to creatures of the Dragon race] Elements: None Class:None Exp:560/1000 HP:300 CON: 28 (1 CON= 10HP) DEF:143 DEX:27 (1DEX= 5 DEF) ATK:54 STR:25 (1 STR= 3 ATk) MP: 110 INT:22 (1INT= 5MP) [Skills: Gluttony(Epic).Stealth(R), Enhanced(R), Calm down(U), Amplify(Mystic), Poison Mastery(Elite)] {System skill: Analyse(UeX)} {Unique EX Skill: Experience of Another life}

“They’re happy. They’re not suffering, and they don’t have any troubles. “They only belong to me. “This is art! It’s perfect art!” He was completely insane. It was completely inhumane. He had turned these young women into his personal toys. I looked at those young women. They were only in their early twenties. Their lives were just starting. However, they were trapped in this dungeon. I recalled what Charlie had said. “The pretty lady fell asleep after the jab, just like sleeping beauty.” It turned out that this was what he was referring to. I felt very sad. I was sad for these young women and this despicable world.

Lilith slams her hand down, and the blast spreads across the room, but Jesse easily waves a hand to keep it away. Lilith shook her head lightly, her lips twisted into a sly smirk. "That's enough from you," she said as she breathed slowly, full of disdain. "You have always been weak. Getting your feelings involved... a disgrace." Jesse growled furiously, his eyes burning bright red. His body began to shift, changing into his powerful demon form. Flames blazed around his fists, ready to destroy everything in his path. However, as he got near for another attack on Lilith, his body suddenly froze. His face scrunched up in pain, and he fell to his knees, wincing.

In a few seconds, hundred blue dots surrounded them before those dots connected to build an enclosure. The former Light Oracle was the Shield Bearer of the Maelie Empire. It was his power that protected the whole Empire since the day he was turned to a Light Oracle. But his power had a weakness. There is a certain point just below the caster where the dots don't connect because of the caster's shadow. That is where Greyn attacked him when he killed Zure in their duel back at Chaaya Village.

He looked at me in shock and I could see the fear in his eyes when he looked at my arm. "Demon." I heard him say before running away from my room. I just asked why he seems to be scared. Who is the demon? Me? What is a demon by the way? Then when I got dressed I went out of the room and went to the kitchen, I saw a knife fall to the floor so I took it but I immediately let it go and closed my eyes because I saw something in my mind again. I saw the face of my mom and the girl with the horns again, mom was holding a knife and stabbed that girl with the horns, the girl did not know because she was sleeping.

1000 years ago "òktus họ̀lliüm bolîûm stranga" "Grâstōna galián" "Isùlã gàronà drâmōn yéturâ" "The reign of the demon hybrid shall come when the supernatural realm shall be redeemed under the leadership of the Demon Hybrid"

She snatched her neck back from the demon’s grasp and screamed at the top of her voice. It felt like a heavy vehicle’s tire had just crushed her elbow. Her entire body shivered violently. She cried out in pain once more, when she felt her hair being yanked from behind. “We would tear you up and ravish you bit by bit, until you become unrecognizable.” “You would know better than to aim for the stars next time. You might have fooled the master’s son, but we see you for the weakling that you are. Next time, you would stay well within your boundaries.”

Leolo and his men go to his aide, holding his wailing and struggling bodies in the grasp. “Bahm!” Kris shouts. “Whats wrong!” “MY BODY! IT’S... ON... FIRE! A DEMON!!” Bahm burst out, shouting in agonizing pain and fighting to be released from the men’s hold. The poison still seemed to be in his body, or having some kind of an affect on him still and Kris runs over to help the men hold down the aggressively grunting and growling Bahm. An idea came across my mind! The flowers were all cut from their main life root.