Demon Slayer Drum Demon Novels & Stories

THIRD PERSON'S POV:- Leyla went back upstairs and went straight towards the main hall. She looked around and sighed in relief. All the demon's were dead. With the help of her power, she collected the blood of all the creatures they had killed that night, and safely poured it into the drums that were waiting to be filled with the blood of the humans. Kurt walked towards Leyla with a confused frown on his face. He didn't understand the reason behind Leyla's act. "What are you doing? Why are you filling the drums with blood?" Kurt asked in a low tone. But Leyla didn't stop. She had heard Franklin's last words. And she knew she had to be ready. Once she was done with the task, she turned around

They came with the frantic beats with each thrust his body raised with the speed, in which he felt with each beat electricity running through his body his legs giving spasms contracting and kicking being so the demon lord and holding him, in which he is squeezing her hips and slapping her body slamming her legs. Lowering them that wriggled and dragged along the floor he cried out in dismay and increasingly hoarse tears of shame, in which that streaming from his eyes arching his back with shudder he had the master of demons, in which each beat came with a roar above of him biting her neck and getting up.

He furrowed his brows and looked at the Realm Demon. Although he did not use all his might, his thunder cleaver could pierce through armor. However, it seemed to have no effect on the Realm Demon. The thunder cleaver could not even break through its defenses. Stiles burst into a fit of arrogant laughter. He said, "Kid, I didn't need the powers of the Realm Demon to kill you, but I want to let you experience its powers. Do you understand now? You've overestimated yourself." Wilbur snickered. He immediately activated his Domain, the Tyrant of No Other. Instantly, an alarming burst of spiritual pressure and spiritual flames shot forth from him to the skies.

The demon met every blow with raw, abyssal strength, its claws leaving gouges in the stone walls as they traded hits that sounded like thunderclaps echoing through the hall. "Is that all you've got?" the demon hissed, its eyes glowing like embers as it swung a massive, shadow-cloaked fist. Kai ducked the blow, the wind from the strike ruffling his hair, and countered with a palm strike to the demon's chest that sent a shockwave rippling through the corridor. The demon staggered back, but only for a heartbeat before lunging forward with a guttural roar, its speed defying its massive size.

I had to move fast. I turned through the pages of the spell book with shaky hands until I finally settled on what I was searching for. “Thrakos, Demon of the Underworld, Lord of Hell,” I whispered, my fingers tracing the forbidden verse. “He who commands the forbidden flames of the devil's domain,” my voice grew louder, desperation etched in my eyes, "I call thee, Thrakos. I summon thee to the mortal realm. Kneel before–” The sound of thunder cracking cut me short before I could complete my words. The ground began to rumble and the circle I had engraved on the ground expanded outwards as dark smoke clouded the entire place.

Dmitri gave way and squeezed my shoulder, a silent go ahead for me to do whatever I wanted. "Please, have mercy, I promise not to default again." He cried soberly. His pleas reminded me of my favorite R&B song. Without hesitating, I drove my knife into the bloody idiot's skull. Killing had never felt so satisfying. His dilated pupils that pleaded earnestly for mercy even till the point of death was nothing short of intoxicating. I was delighted by it and I wanted more. More blood to be spilled, more bodies to carve a good artwork from. The horror that radiated from his body as he gave in to the drumbeats of death called out to my demons. It was magnetic, drawing something out of me to come a

I finally felt alive. “But…” He then put on a serious expression. “We found a rare chemical in your blood. “There isn’t a name for it on the market. “However, in the black market, the name of it is ‘Angel’s Kiss’.” Angel’s Kiss? It sounded beautiful, but I could not help but shiver. “It’s an experimental drug that can control someone’s nervous system. “Its main purpose is to brainwash someone. With a large dosage, the person will lose consciousness and become a puppet.

She was prepared to jump into the fire whenever Lilith wanted her to. Alexander used his extraordinary power, which he alone possessed. The demons holding him instantly charred into tar while Alexander's entire body erupted in flames. Jordina sped up while brandishing the knife. She had never engaged in combat with Satan, so she did not want to be late to use her move.

Melanie finished and removed her blindfold. "Denver, where did you get this slut from? She's a really attractive one." a demon shouted. Another demon climbed up the stage and went directly to Melanie and squeezed he breasts which made her scream in fear. That was the final straw for me.

Clea was too shocked to say anything. "You're a descendant of the Goddess Fló. A sworn protector of this town and the towners. A witch that became a demon. Ohalo is awakening the formerly asleep demon energy in you." "Demon?!" Kali exclaimed again. Clea was shaken. She didn't even know what being a Demon meant. There was no way for her to believe it since she didn't even understand. No wonder. It was close to what Kali theorized;