Butterfly Breathing Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

"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.

Little by little, there’s a quick splashed that summoned the air. “It was Lucifer!” He came floating in the air. His eyes were flaring up with fire and angrily looking at Belzer. “Let her go Belzer!” He pointed his fingers towards him. “And why would I do that?” Belzer mocked him. Lucifer’s brows met in the middle and gradually controlled the fire around him. He forced it towards Belzer and started to attack but Belzer used me as his shield. “Go ahead demon king! Kill me! And if you kill me, you will kill her as well!” Belzer laughed.

As he got closer and closer, he held Blackwinter with both hands and then took a deep breath. [ BLUE DRAGON STYLE ] [ SECOND FORM ] “Ice Dragonslash,” he said, locking his aim at Dethnar’s wings. Then he gave a full swing of his sword, creating a wide energy arc that blasted towards the demon. Dethnar spun his body to dodge the arc, but his left-wing never escaped from the touch of the curved slash. Frost began to spread on his wings, preventing him from flying further, only to lose his balance in the air and fall. Arth followed, flying down as Dethnar hit the cold ground hard, stumbling and rolling until he slammed against a large stone.

More importantly, she could sense the precise moment that the demon realized he was being led into an ambush. It was in the spiked scent of adrenaline and the low curse that Flynn muttered just before Pearl smashed through the wall and surged forward. Unfortunately, Pearl expected Flynn to try and Ethan down the corridor. Which meant she’d missed destroying him with her demon-fire when the demon instead darted past her with a blinding speed, leaping through the opening she’d created and into the nursery. Pearl roared. Her hulking size was a stupendous benefit when a demon was soaring through open skies or fighting armies spread across a battlefield.

If anything, he presses deeper, adding a third finger, stretching me in that delicious way that makes my breath hitch. “Ahh–fuck Dante, it’s so f-full” “Easy, butterfly,” he murmurs, soothing. “I’ve got you. Just feel. I’ve waited too long to rush this.”

It gives me something to focus on other than the filth I'm willingly pulling into my own body. I breathe it into me... Or more like my demon pulls it from her body, and when I start to feel her move beneath me, I pull back and exhale, the poison being cleansed inside my body and I see the poison eject into clear smoke. I growl into the air as I watch the poison dissipate into the sky. I didn't know I'd be so exhausted, but I don't regret it at all. I sigh in relief knowing she'll be good now.

I call out to her. Lucifer snaps his fingers, and a horde of demons descend. One of Lilith’s demons shapeshifts into large serpents and dives for us, but I manage to push Brille out of the way before I bury my sword in its maw. Another demon with horns and hooves releases a loud squaw and rushes toward me, but I run toward it, tackle it to the ground and sink my sword inside of it.

Shandra is not sure if she is alive, dead, delirious, or dreaming. All the girl can understand is that she is being held tightly by a man with the scent of roses and jasmine, who besides having sparkling, warm, pink skin, is literally flying and standing in mid-air. She stares at him, startled. The winged creature's voice is sweet and smooth as wine: "I got you." Shandra has no time to react. Quickly, rage-filled growls take over the clearing as Sam and Julian take the natural demon form, and fly at them.

Silver said, incredibly worried. “If we can find someone that can transfer energy to her, then she will be able to push,‘’ she said. But it just made Silver more confused. He doesn’t even know they can share energy. Then the door burst open and Asher came in, but he respected her enough not to look down. “Demons can give energy, ‘’ he said, going to her. Bellona has already passed out. The only indication she is alive is her chest, that is moving up and down softly.