Blind Guy Demon Slayer Romane & Geschichten

The archer roared madly, shivering all over his body. In an instant, he could not see anymore. His eyes were full of black worms; This kind of worm was what Alex had found when they were hunting the black blind bone demon that looked a lot like some kind of poison. However, their most important function was to cause blindness. The Mysterious Maiden of Nine Heavens had no honorable cultivation as a goddess and did not speak of martial virtue when she faced her enemy.

The others did the same, scattering and finding as much cover as they could. “All right. I’m going in. I need to see where the opening is so that when we come back, there are no surprises,” she informed the others. “Be careful, Jo,” Zane said, only to her. “Are you sure you don’t want me to go?” It made sense that he would be concerned. She was a Hunter, after all, and could be killed by a Vampire. Whereas, he was a Guardian, and a Vampire couldn’t kill him. Only a Hunter could do that. “I’ll be fine.” She wasn’t sure why she felt so confident in her answer, but she did. With a deep breath, she focused her eyes on a spot on the rock wall in front of her, a few bushes on either side that made

The creature asked. “Gareth Muffson, the slayer of demons!” The creature chuckled. Bola whizzed from the little air that was passing through to his burning lungs. He didn’t wait. Instead, he raised his hands and placed them on the creature’s heart or the place that should have been the heart. “Burn,” Bola whispered just as the creature turned away from Gareth, to meet his smiling gaze. It was too late. The familiar sensation was already traveling into Bola’s hands and palms, producing a blinding white light that shot out from Bola’s hands and pierced the point where the creature's heart should have been.

Choking, near to throwing up everything I'd ever eaten in my entire life, I sagged forward and stared into the smoke-filled darkness. Glass softly tinkled to the ground, the single bulb over the pentagram shattered, the shards previously suspended by power now free to fall to the concrete. My demon snarled inside me, shuddering as she struggled to recover. But it was Shaylee who offered me vision, softly showing me a sight I wished I could then erase.

“The mirror! It’s her source of power—shit!” He ran toward it, grasped the hilt of Demonslayer, and yanked the flaming blade from the fractured glass. With a roar, he raised it high and smashed it into the mirror again. Shards exploded in a cascade of dark light. Jezebel howled—her form flickering, weakening, unravelling. Scott turned, fury in his voice. “This is for my family, you bitch!” He charged. Demonslayer burned brighter than ever, its holy flames surging like a star as he drove the blade into Jezebel’s gut.

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.

Is she a trained combatant? The demon can only be destroyed by mystical fire, not a natural flame, Asher explained. Phoenixes and Hellhounds are its natural nemeses. To avoid compromising Lana’s life, we need to keep the entity distracted so she can strike from behind and incinerate it with her abilities. I pursed my lips, my eyes narrowing as I contemplated their strategy. Regarding our inability to see it—Lana proposed that Malachi and Kaida share their 'rheum' with us. Once the discharge from their eyes is applied to our own, we will gain the temporary ability to see the demon and execute the plan.

His eyes turned darker, a profound chasm. I tried not to let my terror show. I didn’t give him a chance to fight back. I kicked him on his neck, giving me enough force to fly away. I put the sword back in the holster. Then I drew a deep breath and slammed my hands together, unleashing a blast of powerful blows that made the demon growl, its eyes widening. With full force, I dashed back onto him and stabbed the motherfucker into his eye.

The demon turned his head with a scowl when his left eye twitched, “What the heck is this now…?” A blinding light burned the night as if it was day. All eyes watched in awe as the demon's shadow was consumed by the light. The demon narrowed his eyes with annoyance and raised his hand to summon his shadow. ‘THUMP! THAP! THWACK!’ They both fell on the debris a second later. Laylin's eyes were fixed on the moon and then fell on her husband's trembling body but the demon was too enraged as he flailed about trying to summon his shadow in vain

Tommy walked over to Iris and pulled her hand slowly toward the table. He then took out a knife and suddenly slashed her index finger. The movement was so fast that Iris herself didn't have time to wince in pain. "Only the blood of Hunters can kill demons. And you are a Hunter, Iris. You are destined to possess that blood to exterminate demons." Eva said while collecting Iris's blood drop into a stainless steel container. Iris winced in pain as Tommy deliberately pressed hard against the incision on her index finger to force the blood to stop flowing out. Then he wrapped the incision with a cloth and gave her a lemon.