Demon Killing Knife Novels & Stories

he says, picking up a knife and twirling it between his fingers, "one particularly dumbass member decided to summon a demon. You know, for science or whatever the hell they thought they were doing. And, surprise surprise, it went horribly wrong." I stare at him. "A demon?" "Yup." He flips the knife once, catching it smoothly. "And it didn’t want to go back. Demons don’t like being summoned. It’s like getting yanked out of bed and forced into a terrible party where everyone’s trying to get something from you. So naturally, it started killing people." My stomach tightens. "Achilles—"

A Demon assassin to be specific. Yeah, cool right? I get to kill my target in just one snap of my fingers, not leaving any traces, I will just slit their throats and then vanish, as if nothing happened. And oh, the fire outside? I am the cause of that, not because I was just bored, but because my target was living there and I had to set the whole building on fire because the guy pissed me off.

He did not want that, he could not just sit and wait for that to happen, so he drew out a knife from his side and approached Scott. Scott, momentarily distracted by the demons attacking him, did not notice Dan coming up from behind him, until he feels something sink into him painfully. He could not turn around because Dan's knife had gone into the side of his neck so deep that he could not even cry out, he just spluttered blood from his mouth as the demon in front of him sent his own knife into his chest. Leo turned just in time to see the demon but could not stop it in time. He swung his sword and it went into the demons head by the temple, cutting half way into it. Leo screamed.

"Let the game begin." Vargas stood and laughed. "Killing you will be as much fun as it was killing the pastor's little toy. Poor girl never knew what she was being groomed for until it was too late. And now you will…Aaaarrrgghh!!!" the demon roared as he clutched at a golden pole that suddenly thrust through his heart and chest. The creature's scream was deafening as his head jerked back, his claws reaching for the girl behind him. Rhychard jumped in the air, swinging the Guardian Sword with both hands. The blade flared hot. The voices howled as the sword sliced through the demon's neck, severing his head from his shoulders. Suddenly, the demon exploded with black flames and vanished.

From behind his back, he pulled out a sharp utility knife he had prepared before coming home and decided to personally destroy Nova, the demon who had killed me. "You don't get to replace Tina after killing her. You're not worthy." Right after saying that, he lunged forward and ruthlessly slashed the knife across Nova's neck. "Crack!" The knife sliced through her throat, exposing a chaotic mess of multicolored wires. Electricity crackled loudly, and the sweet smile on her face froze. She tried to speak, but the sounds she could make were only distorted glitch noises. Moments later, her body collapsed heavily onto the floor, and the light in her eyes went dark. She never moved again.

One of them got a knife out. "Please. No." I got out and the demon let out an evil laugh. The knife was placed just above my collarbone. The tip pierced my skin, earning a hiss from me. The demon was close to my face, and his face lit up with excitement. He dragged the knife all the way to my shoulder, the long cut bleeding in an instant.

Suddenly, one demon landed in front of them and pulled out its sword to fight back as the night was upon them. Some night creatures were well-prepared to fight against any human, and the others mostly used their sharp claws as weapons. Then, Julius holds onto his greatsword and waits for the demon to come his way; he waits for him to deliver a killing blow. Typically, some demons stand and wait for their opponent to go to them and see if they can kill a human with one strike. With all of his strength, Julius uses his greatsword and slices the demon in two, and he watches as its blood splatters all over the trees. Some demons caught the sight of the blood and gore from their fallen friend, an

The two stopped, exhausted. Hellion whisked away the sweat on her face and looked at them. She glared at the two and clutched the dagger in her hand. She inhaled a bit, closed her eyes as she envision something inside her, as she opened her eyes she already reached the demon’s front in a blink of an eye. She then slashed his neck off without hesitation and kicked his body away from her as she flipped her body in the air.

The sharp dagger slides between ribs and slashes mercilessly. Did it cut through the lung? Did it scrape against the heart? Did it tear and hack and slash? There is nothing but a blank expression on Demetri's face as he sinks the blade into Killian who is cluessly smiling and talking, a cheerful expression in his face, until it turns to nothing but emptyness. His smile drops and his eyes widen. He might not have even registered the pain his body was suffering. He let's out a wet hiss as he turns slightly to the man behind him.

"You're courting death!" The bronze grimace mask man did a martial-art squat, holding the knife with both hands. He then lifted the knife over his head and cut it down. A huge flame saber shadow flew out of the knife, rushing toward that huge demonic ox foot. But the power of that knife was rather common. Compared to the mountain-like demonic ox foot, the flame saber shadow was like a minute toothpick. "Haha, how arrogant you are..." The Wild Ox Demon General said in disdain.