روايات وقصص ضمن Butterfly Breathing Demon Slayer

Her eyes alternatively shifted between the sky and the scene. "3 heartbeats." The demon pointed the spear to her mother In-law and the cloudy sky revealed the moon "THUMP!' She pushed Scarlet forward in their direction. The moon first rays fell on her. 'THUMP!' She held her breath. "THUMP!' In a single burst, she transferred all her aura to Scarlet. “GO TO HELL, YOU MONSTER!” The demon turned his head with a scowl when his left eye twitched, “What the heck is this now…?”

The demon staggered back, but only for a heartbeat before lunging forward with a guttural roar, its speed defying its massive size. The air in the palace felt heavy, charged with the sheer amount of power being unleashed. Kai spun in mid-air, landing a kick that cracked the demon's shoulder, but the creature barely flinched, snapping its jaws inches from Kai's throat in a lethal exchange. The shockwave of a sudden landing sent a violent gale through the corridor, forcing both combatants to skid backward. As the dust settled, a figure stood in the center of the devastation. Morgana stood tall, her massive, dark wings shimmering before retreating seamlessly into her back. She pulled a glowing

sound, only to see the surrounding do not know when to gather dozens of people, these people are all dead face, body also carries a corpse gas, does not seem to be a living person. "I can't believe someone has come to welcome us so soon, red-eyed one, the minions are all yours." Dusty Nonflora still held her nose. Tactile Hitomi shook her head and smiled, then her arms spread out, "Thousand Leaf Flying Flower!" In an instant, the forest full of leaves transformed into a sharp blade that flew and swirled in the air, and in an instant, it decimated dozens of low-rank Corpse Demons.

Monica then took a few steps back then started his "Thunder Breathing" Based on his understanding, "Breathing Styles" are swordsmanship forms practiced and taught by the "Demon Slayer Corps". "Breathing Styles" makes use of specific and concentrated breath patterns, which increase the user's lung capacity and amount of oxygen in the blood. This increase of oxygen allows the user to enhance their physical abilities and mental concentration, allowing them to fight on par with "Demons", whose physical prowess surpasses that of the average human. With this "Breathing Styles", his top-class body became even stronger.

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

"I am Asmodeus! Demon prince of Lust. The Archdemon of the Second Circle of Hell." Raphael shook his head again, this time wildly. "No. No! Aeshma!" His eyes glowed gold and his bright wings stretched widely in his back. He raised his great sword in front of us, pointing the tip to where my rotten heart hid. Since I am a demon now, I can easily be scarred by his Holy Sword. I felt threatened by the weapon, yes, but just a bit. I hissed at him. For an archangel, he sure does accept the change so fast.

It was a female voice, familiar yet strange, but I couldn’t place it. "I’m not doing this!" I screamed, the words nearly lost in the howling wind. "I don’t know how to stop it!" The wind only grew fiercer, and the voice became more desperate, louder, pleading. "Please! You’re killing me!" "No!" I shouted back, panic swelling in my chest. "I’m not doing this! I don’t know what to do!" The pressure around me increased, closing in on me, crushing me. It felt like everything was spinning out of control, and I couldn’t breathe. My lungs burned, my vision blurred. The voice was getting weaker, fading, but still pleading.

It made things even worse than it was supposed to. “Move… move… breath… can’t… move…” Her chest rose and fell, trying very hard to obtain the oxygen that she needed so much. “Move… breath… move…” Her hand chased them again. “Lord!” Luckily, Apis’s voice penetrated her ears. “... breath… breath…” Busaba wheezed in and out. “Move, move. Give space to the lord.” At her hazy eyes, she watched Apis drive out the ugly summonings away from Busaba. Only then her breathing was smoothing out, although it wasn’t as smooth as before. She still couldn’t breathe properly.

"Human... how are you..." Lucien Desrosiers, the Demon King of the dark court, took one stunned step back. The noise behind him died at once. The hall was packed with elders, guards, and newly chosen sacrificial consorts, yet everyone seemed to forget how to breathe. Someone whispered, "She is not afraid of him? The Demon King's whole body carries the lust-curse. Any woman who gets too close starts collapsing within three seconds. Why is she fine?"

And Kyra, on the other hand, has Cael as her partner and she has the technique to beat the opponent. Cael pulled out his boomerang and attached it to Kyra’s extended dagger. Kyra made a quick punch and kick, then she suddenly grabbed Cael by both legs and threw her closer to the opponent. Kyra is good at balancing, so with each kick, the demon can stab her weapon into it until she injures its entire body. Cael quickly approached and made powerful kicks and punches until the demon could not recover and, in a flash, Cael buried his claws in the demon’s chest, and from his hand inside, he pulled the heart. He also pressed hard until it crushed and the demon turned to ashes.