Novel & Cerita Chachamaru Demon Slayer

This was a true demon, a general of Malachar's army. It stood twelve feet tall, covered in black armor that seemed to be made of solidified shadow. Its face was hidden behind a horned helmet, and it carried a sword wreathed in hellfire. "I am Kha'zor," it announced, its voice like grinding stone. "I come for the Luna. Surrender her, or all of you die." Dominic and Darius stood side by side in wolf form, growling. Pack warriors formed a defensive line. Aveline stood behind them, already glowing with silver magic.

He flashed her his death stare, and for a brief second, she thought of running to where her master stood. "That demons aren't real, because they are. And I would watch your man there carefully if I were you. He is a demon, a supernatural creature. How did you two even...it doesn't matter. My doom has come either way." She narrowed her eyes on him now. Visibly confused by everything he had said. It was the second time he was making such an accusation against her master, and now he was saying his doom had come. "What does that even mean?" Her bitterness was audible in her voice, visible in her eyes, but the older man did not seem to care.

Not when the chaser was a literal demon. I stood up from the couch. Looking down, I realised I still wore my lounge wear. "You said I had two days." I said in a soft tone. Looking at the demon, he tilted his head to the side whilst looking at me. "That was before the male human decided to touch you. The favours are granted. It's time to go." He explained. I nodded. "Can I take some things?" I asked him. He shook his head. "No mortal things. Although I will allow you to keep those pyjama's of yours." He responded. His eyes roamed my body and it felt like I wasn't wearing anything at all. I took a step towards him and he smirked. Right when I almost touched his hand, Anna's voice interrupted u

This necklace had a green crystal at the center and a chain made from complete gold. "It is quite good, I like it. What else do you have?" Tsarayu said as he observed the Demon warding necklace. "Ah right, I also have this blade here. It is called wind chaser. Although... Ah, it somehow cracked on its own today, but still, it is a low-grade Spirit weapon, a skilled artisan would be able to repair it to the way it was." Chu Liang said as he gave his cracked blade to Tsarayu.

Another sight caught his attention once more, a man with long black wavy hair was attacking another Nebuzar with a woman who moved so fast that he couldn’t even see her clearly. “High Chiefs?” he heard beside him and turned sharply to see Rasmus and Sean. “And High Howlers?” Rasmus asked and he turned to the newest team, wanting to reply to the man but he couldn’t in his wolf form. He watched them work tirelessly, all of them teaming up on a Nebuzar and after a long fight, it fell, its big body rumbling the ground. Everyone wanted to rejoice at that moment, it didn’t matter that it was just one out of so many of them but the fact that they can kill even one means that they can kill all of th

Something inside of him whispered to him everyday that he was a demon. “I believe I am demon.” “Demons don’t believe they are demons, they know they are demons. It’s inside of you and it reminds you everyday of what you are.” This man just described what Lucian felt everyday. It meant only one thing, Lucian was indeed a demon. Then what about him being a witch? “These things that you killed…” Lucian began. “Yes, these hideous things were also demon. Different kind of demons.” He explained. Different kind? “And by the way, burning doesn’t work on demons, we are creatures of fire, and when you kill them you need to stab their spine. That’s the only way they die.”

Lazarus wasn’t fazed by his wounds, even though they were bleeding nonstop. A malevolent glint in his eyes, sending an eerie chill down my spine. “You’ve seen it, assassination attempts don’t slow me down. If I wanted, I could slaughter an entire army of wolves without breaking sweat and any injury I sustain will be healed within a day.” “I am beyond death’s reach.” He declared sinisterly. “You’re a demon.” He smiled wickedly, destruction flaring in his eyes. “I am. You have no idea the carnage I can unleash, and I will remained untouched in the face of chaos.”

"This demon is wasting my time. I'm in a hurry. I have to do something," Queen Lourine Chatrine muttered. Dante and Glory were silent. They both held their breath. Their hearts were pounding. Slowly, the sound of the fireballs hitting the snow wall was no longer heard. Queen Lourine Chatrine moved quickly to destroy the snow wall, then spontaneously attacked the demon-like creature with a three-light punch. An extremely bright red, blue and green light shot out from Queen Lourine Chatrine's palm. Instantly, the demon-like creature let out an enormous sound when the three lights hit its face. The demon's voice echoed in the stillness of the night. The demon's face was invisible because of the

The house had a porch with steps they climbed and Kilvic couldn’t draw himself from the bold Carague emblazoned on one side of the wall. A carague erred on the side of the jaguar, but physique was as far as the semblance went. The demon easily stood twice the size of its earthly counterpart, and with a poisoned saliva, its preys never went far once tasted. It was a strong enough demon, but he’d always considered it one best used for hunting, because while its three eyes gave it a greater peripheral view, it was negated by its inability to focus on more than one point at a time. Gifted with eyes on both sides and yet unable to use them optimally made for an irksome disadvantage.

The whole world practically kneels before me, paying me homage. It was I who invaded the kingdom of darkness, destroyed it in fourteen days, and took ninety-nine thousand demons hostage. It was still I who killed the guardian fairy and took away the nine dimensions keystone from him. I defeated Emperor Chakachaka in a battle to the death and divided his soul from his body, becoming the all-powerful commander of the Shadow Clan army.