Demon Slayer Blind Guy Novels & Stories

Harvey took a step forward, then swung his palm forward. Slap! The slap wasn’t at all loud or scary… But Blaine, despite using all his might to attack, looked as if he was struck by lightning. His body was sent flying to the back, and he smashed into the ground. Blood gushed out his mouth instantly after. His fierce, murderous expression vanished. Blood flowed right out of every single one of his orifices. A God of War…was taken out with a single slap.

The job requires targeted strategies and calculations, especially until to be dubbed a Legend in this volatile economic period, that person must have a sharp intuition like a Damascus sword "This fool begged me to be his partner in crime, even though he had impregnated another woman. If I hadn't known him for a long time and understood that he was so stupid, I would have slapped him back and forth on charges of abuse..." Ariesta folded her arms over her chest. As usual in all sentences he spoke softly. But this one is really satire "Help friends don't be angry..." Edzar muttered. "If you had a little guts, you would have stayed in the aokigahara forest with Ayumi to avoid your father, rather

Lucian exclaimed. "That's what I thought too but who would be using black magic. I made sure to get rid of those evildoers, the only surviving one is the one in the dungeon. It's impossible for someone to still possess such powers." "Who could this be?" Lucian muttered to himself. "Whosever it is has just stepped on a lion's tail" Zephyr said with a merciless smile. "you sure have quite a number of foes but we've never seen anything like this." Lucien said as he thought about who this could be.

One of them decide to rush toward Bianca with rage in his eyes, but before it could reach her someone blocked it. The guy was over 6 feet, dark brown hair and his eyes were so dark that they were black as the night sky. He wore a black sweater and black jeans. When I got a better look at him, I noticed that his left hand was soaked with blood, and that he was holding something that was moving. When I looked harder that's when I noticed that it was a heart, and not just any heart it was the heart of the creature lying at his feet. He looks down to the demon and growled with such angry, as the rest of them ran away in fear. He than turns to us, kneels in front of us as his right hand goes towa

Suddenly, a loud sound echoed as the Demon-Slayer Sword struck a cyclone, spreading toward Dillon. It was as if it had hit a solid rock and could no longer move forward. Seeing this, James clenched his fists. Since its merging, the Demon-Slayer Sword had always been unbeatable and formidable, killing all divine beings with a single slash. But now, facing Dillon, it was completely blocked. This indicated that his strength far surpassed that of Taiyi and Tapia. “Not bad,” Dillon smiled and said. “You managed to obtain the Demon-Slayer Sword, but from what I know, it was already taken by Goyo, who is Waitara’s disciple. Could it be that you caused Goyo’s fall too?”

I could hear Damon moving to stand behind me, close enough to support but wise enough not to interfere. “You’re right,” I said, voice low. “I can’t see. I’ll never see again. But that hasn’t stopped me from ripping out more throats than any of you ever dared to face.” “Kaliah—” “Let me finish,” I snapped, turning toward the voice. “You think blindness is weakness. I think hiding behind meetings and whispers is.” “You’re not invincible,” one elder barked. “You can’t expect us to follow someone who could be struck down at any time.”

“Draymond? You can’t be Draymond.” “Of course I can’t be Draymond,” the man snickered. “Ghost Damon, The Alpha Slayer and King of the Lycans. Nice to meet you, Jimin.” Ghost extended his hand for a quick handshake but Jimin stared at him, refusing to take his hand. “I’ve watched him kill people for smaller reasons,” Calisté whispered in Jimin’s ears. “If I were you, I would take his hand already.”

the person in front of her responded. Wynter was completely taken aback when she realized that his attention wasn't directly on her but slightly turned towards her right side, as if he were speaking to someone beside her. She couldn't believe he was blind; he seemed flawless and wasn't using a cane or wearing glasses. Wynter waved her hand in front of her, trying to see if he was telling the truth. "If you are done examining your doubts, I have important things to talk about. I guess I'm in a vet clinic," the guy said. Wynter was once again startled, unable to comprehend how he had predicted her behavior and why he was accustomed to others judging him that way.

Muscular and resolute, Liana’s steely gaze hinted at the countless battles she had endured, and her presence exuded an aura of raw, unbridled power. Next to Liana stood Rowan Blackthorn, a silent yet menacing figure known as the Shadow Reaper. His dark armor seemed to blend into the shadows, his movements quiet but deadly. Rowan was an assassin by trade, his abilities in stealth and precision killing unmatched in all of Somerland. He held a scythe in his hands that sent shivers to whomever looked at it.