Novel & Cerita Demon Killing Knife

But then Vincent's brother sneered, stepping forward as if to challenge the Demon God himself. "Fools," El-Kharis's voice was like the rumble of distant thunder, dark and ominous. He moved with lethal grace, faster than the eye could follow. In one fluid motion, he was upon the first vampire, his hand crackling with dark energy. With a mere flick of his wrist, the vampire disintegrated into ash, a scream of agony dying in the air before it even began.

she uttered while slashing the knife at the Demons round-up around her. With every cut of the knife, the Eidolons started going back to powder of ashes before disappearing. They don’t die, they simply went back to the dimension they belong. But regular Demons bleed thin blood like green poison, and some bleed silver or black. She remembers seeing a Demon that bled acid the color of sapphires.

Fighting throngs of them in human form is Thor's specialty. Before I abandon the car, I open the glove compartment and bring out the serrated edge karambit knife I took from Uncle Knox's workshop. The karambit is a perfect knife for silent killing. It can slice deep into flesh with ease and the curved and serrated edges on the silver blade make it a deadly and dangerous weapon that can hook and snag at sensitive organs like the intestine, making the person suffer a slow and painful death.

Was this how I was going to die in a foreign land? The door burst open just an inch before the knife could get inside my eyes. Balls of tears fell down my face when I saw Demon. He looked really mad—not at me, but at them. Demon didn't need to say a word before he started attacking them. They went after him too. He had no weapon on him, but their knives could touch him. Instead, he kept snatching the knives from them and slitting their throats with it. He did it so effortlessly, like he had been slitting throats before.

I slashed their throats with my shield; their veins with my saber. Their death cries joined together in a symphony of pain and horror. I reveled in the screams of the dying men, licking the drops of blood as they splattered my face. I fended off thrown daggers with my shield, parried sword blows with my saber and counterattacked. I was destruction incarnate, and I felt happy. I was killing, and the demon blood sang in my veins. Death, death, death to my enemies.

Half of the grim reapers shifted into using bow and arrow to kill the demons in order to watch the backs of those who chose their very own scythe and close combat fighters. Everyone on Shane's side focused on fighting just so they won't lose another soldier in this battle which will most definitely put them at disadvantage. Shane tried to summon his dagger with an intense concentration the moment he realized how useful it would be if he can still use the demon inside the dagger against its own kind. A horde of demons pounced on Shane the moment he summoned his dagger. Before one demon could even have a bite and a taste of Shane's blood, the dagger took the form of a sword which Shane used to

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.

Afterwards, the demon tribe launched attacks on Charles one after another. “Die!” Charles shouted coldly. He was supposed to look for Jade but he did not find her and a dumb lion said she was dead. He was already furious, but he was surging with killing aura now. His killing mode was on instantly. The blood-red light in his hand was actually a dagger called God-slaying Dagger. It was a spiritual treasure that could even kill gods. Killing the demon tribe with the dagger was even a walk in the park. Poof! Poof! Poof!

“I take that as a yes.” He nods. “Fucking finally; we have a shoo-in. The witches have informed me that there is a tool to destroy a demon; it’s called the Nephilim Dagger and will literally kill any supernatural creature in existence. Even a God.” He says, the grin all but gone from his face. My eyes widen at this. “Where the fuck are we going to get one of those? It’s not like they sell it at your friendly Smithers around the corner,” I ask.