Can Demon King Tanjiro Die Novels & Stories

My heart dropped at the sight even though they were lesser in numbers. Knowing they won't be going home to their families breaks my heart to pieces. A loud roar caught my attention and my eyes snapped back to the battle to see King Dorian and Kohen ripping off two of Crawford's tentacles. “Are we winning? Do we have the upper hand?” I asked Jake who was standing beside me. “Yes. The demon is heavily injured and without blood or human flesh, he won't be able to regenerate unlike the king and the prince. His wings are destroyed and his tentacles are useless.”

I demand as I walk towards her, every step I take causing the wind to blow a little harder. "I am the shadow king, Hera and I will not have people like you, defy me" I growl and she shivers. When I finally get to her, I grip the back of her head and begin to drain her powers, her eyes rolling into the back of her head repeatedly. She slumps to the ground like a ragged doll as soon as I'm done. She's more or less a mere, feeble human now. A witch cannot live without his/her powers. It only takes a matter of days before they eventually die a slow, painful death.

– I can see through the broken mask of the demon king as he looks down at me. The features of the fearsome creature who kidnap me are somewhat familiar. My heart is trying to pump blood to keep me alive even when I am struggling with my desire to live. He looks down at me, the Demon king, and I see the corner of his lips curve in satisfaction. Is he happy I’m dying? He’s holding me in his arms, shielding me from the wind as he rides the terrifying dragon like creature. I can see the dark spots in my vision and seconds before I pass out, more of the demon king’s mask crumbles. It crumbles enough to let me see half his face.

All living things perished on the mountain’s summit. The Kamikakushi members were climbing up the mountain at the time. “Grand Priest, that Demigod should have died, right?” “The battle between him and Imada just now has consumed a lot of his power,” Takahashi said to the Grand Priest. “After that, he was subjected to carpet bombing. He has got to be dead by now, right?” “Don’t underestimate a Demigod!” said the Grand Priest hoarsely with a grin. “It makes no difference whether he is alive or dead.”

Asked the King of the Hereafter who was exhausted. "I want you to die, and I can rule this entire universe!" He said laughing out loud. "Even to death, I will not let you master it!" "Alright then, I'll finish you off first. Then I'll make a fake death on you, King of the Hereafter!" The Demon Lord drew the sword from its scabbard. Then he used his sword to frighten the now pale-faced King of the Hereafter. "Your Majesty, shouldn't we let him live first! Because if he dies so soon, the power and power of God will not be obtained by His Majesty," suggested the royal guard. The Demon King was silent, he thought about the words of his guard and advisor.

On the execution platform in the courtyard of the demon citadel. The crowd roared around him. Demons eager for blood. The prisoner struggled against the guards forcing him down. Adrian barely noticed. He rested the massive executioner’s blade against his shoulder and looked up toward the throne tower high above the courtyard. Even from this distance… He could feel the king’s presence. Watching. Waiting. The Demon King had many soldiers. Many servants. But only one executioner. Adrian. The man who killed without hesitation. The man who felt nothing when the blade fell.

I immediately recognize who he is. Lord Zion Thanatos Evander, the new King of Evander Kingdom. Just when I heard the news that the throne had been transferred to the eldest son of Lord Zero. Almost all the women turned to stare angrily at the man without showing any emotion. He has the intimidating and heavy presence. He has the presence of the king, but one thing is more scary about him that I heard....he's a demon you'll never dare to mess with. I don't know how, what...but according to rumors, he has the power that can cause death. He can kill people in an entire town if he wants to at any time. Even we are here he can gather.

“Isn’t it what you want, my priestess?” For a moment, Clairra fell silent. It does sound like killing the Demon Lord is equal to the rest of the world's peace. “Once the King dies, the followers will stay in the shadow, barely stepping in the light again.” “Wrong,” the old mage disagrees, his chuckle echoing. “You are so young, my priestess. They are demons. Once the Demon King dies, a new one will arise. They are not far from humans. Even us humans have voids in us.”

The hero’s party were mostly exhausted and wounded but they finally defeated the generals. Finally, the Hero once again faced the Demon King. He could not recognize the creature that was standing in front of him. He has become the vilest thing that he has ever seen. There is no saving the Demon King and this fight will only end with the death of either one of them. With his power gained from the Spirit Realm and bestowed by the gods, the hero soon overpowered the Demon King. He was finally able to do what he failed to in the past. He killed the Demon King.

hissed Virando with his extremely rattling teeth. “Whether I tell you or not, I’ll still die… You’d better kill me then…” said the tree demon smiling within his tremendous satisfaction. “Okay… I’ll grant your wish to die then…” Virando emitted his stronger blue light and slashed the tree demon’s body, but not deep enough so that his whole energy and vitality would ooze out of his body gradually but certainly. Slowly but surely, the tree demon would be picked up by his own death as well as quietus.