Demon Slayer Gun Guy Novels & Stories

With a shaking back, she picked up the gun that Tommy was still holding. "Get away from us!" Iris' words made Tommy lose his pride as a man. He even saw her holding his gun with trembling hands in fear. Iris herself was scared right now and knew very well that the gun in her hand wouldn't be able to kill the demon. "Low creatures like you are always bothering us. You should just accept your destiny as our slaves." The demon said as it continued to draw closer to her. Iris's breath gradually became short as the demon was precisely one step ahead of her. Tommy tried to get up even though his body ached to death.

Shadow said as she stood up on her feet. The strange command from the lord sent a shiver down to their spine and the noise died down. It happened too fast. No one was in the right minds except Shadow who was the instigator and Conan and Gunner that anticipated it. The bloated man pulled out the gun that he hid underneath his shirt and pointed at the presenter. His chubby finger then pulled the trigger and the loud ‘bang’ sound resonated as the presenter dropped dead on the floor. He was shot in between his eyes, perfectly.

Lukas screamed while covering his face. He thought he was about to get shot in his head. But when he peeked through his fingers, he saw the Death Row Infantry-man getting his gun knocked out of his hand by his female partner. Lukas watched as the Death Row Infantry-woman knocked the gun out of her partner’s hand before ramming her knife as hard as she could into the man’s torso. The little boy flinched when the Infantry-man dropped to his knees while coughing up blood.

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.

– Bevis shouted when he saw some teammates pointing guns at Samson and Lucasta. If Samson were alone, Bevis would also use a gun to deal with him. Although Bevis knew that the wound would heal quickly, if he fired multiple shots, it would give vampire hunters a chance to take down their opponents. - Cross, quickly take out the cross. – Peter urged the hunters. Immediately, the hunters standing not far away simultaneously took out the crosses sprinkled with holy water and pointed them at the vampire. Mysterious light emanated from all four directions, causing Samson to no longer be able to see anything.

The sword clashed with its opponent's blade in a dance of survival, each strike mirroring the ferocious struggle for power. As the Demon's sword drew down on me, a force beyond my comprehension rushed through the blade, a guardian spirit deflecting the fatal blow. The impression was both unsettling and invigorating as if there was an unseen ally amid mayhem. The Demon's strike faltered, his widening eyes showing the shock at the sword's resistance. Just as death seemed certain, a gunshot rang out, a triumphant chorus of life among the chaos. The Demon crumbled to the ground, his malevolence obliterated by Xavier's shot. Xavier's presence was reassuring, his wink and words erasing any remaini

he sneered before walking away. Guiller caught the faintest smirk on Hunter’s face—not the cocky or sarcastic kind, but one tinged with sadness and disappointment. It unsettled him. Guiller reached into his coat and pulled out his gun. Hunter’s eyes followed the movement, noticing Antonio’s men untie him from the walls. As his hands came free, Hunter collapsed to his knees, his battered body refusing to support him any longer. When Hunter finally looked up, he found the barrel of Guiller’s gun aimed straight at him. A bitter chuckle escaped his lips. The Demon Alpha—reduced to this. Of all things, dying at the hands of a Mafia member felt absurdly ironic.

She was scared and shaken to the core and it was obvious. He was smoldered with resentment as he turned from Arabella and fixed his eyes on the guard. The man's high shoulders had suddenly fallen, and Klaus's temper skyrocketed to an insane degree. Without thinking, he rushed the guard and gripped him by his neck. To the ordinary eyes, Klaus was only strangling the guard, but his demon powers were shrinking the bones around the man's neck, his fingers were being carved into the man's skeleton. The guard screamed at the top of his voice, until he could not scream anymore and Klaus gritted his teeth as he glared at the man.

The hunter laughed at his feeble attempt to stand up then dodged a claw from the now awake Gwen, He swung his baton she dodged it neatly but couldn’t dodge the kick that followed which sent her flying to Daemon’s side. “That was a close one girl you almost clawed my eyes off” he removed his gun from its holster and aimed at her “Say hello to satan for me monster!!” BANG!! BANG!! BANG!! Daemon fell to the ground with a thud, he had three smoking holes in his back “Silver.......it burns” he croaked.

The hybrid's arms fall to the ground with the shackles. "Nice try fucker!" I swing my blade a second time decapitating him. Reaper has shifted into his mortal form. He hands me one of the two semi automatic handguns he is holding. We take off running and shooting anything that isn't a dragon, hellhound or king of hell. I scream as I watch Gunner's huge dragon body hit the ground. The earth shakes under our feet. When I finally get to him; what's left of Bael's horde is trying to retreat.