Demon Killing Knife Novels & Stories

In response, I used my sword to sever its right leg, causing it to fall in pain. I thrust my sword into its head, blood splashing across my forehead. Immediately, a sharp pain shot through me as a demon used its long nails to dig into my back, blood streaming from my mouth. Despite the agony, I retaliated, thrusting my sword into its stomach from behind. Turning around, I faced the fallen demon, swiftly cutting off its head. Holding my bleeding stomach, I surveyed the battlefield. The demons I had killed vanished, leaving no trace. Looking around, I saw that the demons had overwhelmed the knights. Some were on the ground, others dead, and a few fought valiantly within the swarm of demons.

Landon asked. “Yes.” “How do we kill it?” Reede asked. “That’s where Dane comes in.” Dane dropped his duffel on the desk, distributing goggles and knives. “The demons can’t hide from the infrared goggles at night. These knives are not regular knives. Its blade is plated with an old sword wielded by a Nephilim.” “A half-angel?” Amelia asked in shock. “Wow. Have you met one?” “No. It was ages ago.” Dane turned to her. “Just like werewolves, they age slowly, five hundred years old and longer.”

demon:- what kind of weapon do you have, it might going to help in planning, let me start first, my hate is a big boom, it's exploded with a remote, and I have two guns in clothed name:- my belt is a flexible blade, which is very hard to handle, my heart ring are drone boom, I have to take a target picture, and it will follow it and kill my target, I have only two, and my whole dress is electrified, mean if someone touches me he get death shock, it getting charge if I move and walk,

This was not the way he wanted to end all this, he wanted to kill his step brother and then take away his everthing like he used to do when they were childrens. With Jay focusing on Rich, Damon reaches for his ankle. He grabs the small knife strapped there. He didn't come with his any gun but he made sure to put small knife he thought necessary before meeting here. Which is how he is able to hear Jass above them on the upper landing. He's impressed with how silent the demon is if Jay cannot sense her presence. Rayan is almost in position, just a few more feet to the right and he'll be standing perfectly diagonal from him.

The Demon chuckled. Kent quoted the Demon that the Blight Eater is the sister blade of the Trailblazer both are the original weapons of the Eternal knight but the Blight eater is well known throughout the realms as a God killer. The only weapon that can rip apart dimensions and even the ancient god’s fears that weapon as it holds billions upon trillions of souls from sinner to ancient gods it had kept them chained to its will sapping their power, freedom, and self-awareness from each individual and turning their power and giving it to the Eternal knight.

Alex saw his moment. In a swift motion, he shifted back into his human form, landing gracefully on the bloodied ground. In his hand, he gripped a small knife, its silver blade glistening ominously. This was no ordinary weapon, it was coated with Daimon’s mother’s essence, the one thing that could destroy him forever. Daimon barely had time to react before Alex thrust the blade deep into his chest, piercing his blackened heart. Daimon let out a deafening, blood-curdling roar of agony. The sound was so piercing, so raw, that it sent shockwaves across the battlefield.

"I apologise, I don't mean to mess around when this is obviously such a sensitive matter, but we need to go, and quickly." "Why should I go with you?" I question, folding my arms over my chest. "Because you and I are the same. We are Demon's, and there are others like you." I try not to react. I'm here, doing a job for Kastriv that includes finding Demon's. But what is it worth if it means communicating with Keo to get to them? "You're not like the other Demon's...You've killed. A lot," I exclaim uncomfortably. I wouldn't be surprised if he were to take off those gloves, he would reveal hands stained with blood.

In the face of the other party's accusation, the big demon with a thin face slowly raised its head. Its faintly discernible gaze pierced through its long hair, making people shiver with fear. "He killed at least five shapeshifting demons. I'm the only one who managed to injure him," said the thin-faced demon coldly as it looked at the other party. As soon as it finished speaking, streams of black gas rose from the two-edged long saber in its hand.

The demon towers above me. And when I see his face, even the thought of death seems beautiful in comparison. Black hair. Black eyes. Sharp jawline. Muscular body. And that cold, dark power pulsing around him. A demon. “Take off the cap,” he says in a deep, gravelly voice. It’s not a request. It’s a command. A fate. I don’t move. I clutch my knife tighter. “I said… take. It. Off.” He steps closer. I don’t wait. My knife flashes through the air, slicing his skin. The wound seals instantly—but it’s enough. I twist away, leap to my feet—

The sight of him is enough to make someone fall dead on their feet. He's a subject of terrifying nightmares. “Congratulations on finding out the truth, little prince. I guess you and your servants may call yourselves lucky enough to see me in this form.”The demon spoke in a deep voice that seemed to be coming from the underworld. “I would be more than honored to kill you.”Kohen released his own pheromones and pulled out his daggers from behind him. I saw Jake doing the same. He unsheathed his sword and got into position. And in just a snap, the three of them clashed together.