Demon Slayer Masked Guy Novels & Stories

The masked man on the ground gave him a look and said disdainfully, “There’s no harm telling you. I work under Guardian Sherman of the Demonic Cultivation Alliance! “Do you think you can possibly challenge the Demonic Cultivation Alliance? Besides, your Sky Genesis Sword has already been taken back to the Demonic Cultivation Alliance by Guardian Sherman. “Once we find the Immortal Palace, he’ll avenge me by gouging out your Nascent Soul and torturing you to death. Hahahaha...” With a bout of mocking laughter, the masked man prepared to self-destruct. Whoosh... However, at that moment, an overwhelming aura pressed down. It was Andrius’ mid Hollow stage strength suppressing the Nascent Soul in

Looking back up, Beth was relieved as Asher now stood where her attacker had been just a moment ago, his brown hazel eyes has bled over leaving only a shade of darkness behind as he stood shirtless and in a protective stance over her. Seeing Asher's unexpected appearance in the room, The mask demon didn't stay down for too long from the impact before it was back on its feet just as swiftly and threw himself at the Alpha's standing in its way. Beth's yelp in panic with her eyes almost bulging from its socket as she continued to stare with horror at the ongoing scene before her. Even in his human form, Asher was nothing but a beast as he kick and slice the mask demon with animalistic fury and

His muscles were taut, and a look of determination graced his face. "An interesting choice," I muttered, scanning the other two fighters. Samael looked forward and downed his glass of wine. Shea filled it up immediately. The demon on the right had a shaved head, multiple knives bound to his body with rope, and was only dressed in pants. His chest was bare, adorned with tattoos. He was shorter than Samael's pick and seemed somewhat bewildered, like he was a little bit lost. The one on the left had short hair, wielded a single sword in his hand and was dressed in fully black clothes. He wore a mask over his nose and mouth and had black stripes near his eyes, which were focused on something beh

Daniel smiled at him and answered, “I…I work for the black mask. Though, I am not sure if I am still working for him.” Valencia asked him sharply, “What is this black mask?” “Not what…who…black mask is the person who is behind all this. He is the one who operates this racket of turning able bodied men and women into werewolves by forcefully turning them.” “Do you have the name of this person? What does he look like?”

Ding Hao stood up, stepped on the void, and came to the front of the team step by step. The one blocking the way was a young demon wearing a Fire Dragon Armor. He was tall and strong, and his appearance was ordinary. He looked neither handsome nor evil. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his bronze skin was shining with a delicate luster under the sunlight. He looked like a boy next door. What caught Ding Hao's attention was the long hair of this demon man, which was as white as silver.

"What? Then... that guy is the masked man who defeated the 70,000 troops of Mount Tian Ding?" "No way! Is he the masked man himself?" "Damn it, why can't he? Have you forgotten how he seckilled Da Shan?" "I remember now. That guy is really the masked man from the Jade Palace. Because of Fu Mang beside him, I remember that the living man from Mount Tian Ding mentioned this name!" "Oh my god, why... why did that demon come here?" Everyone couldn't help but take a few steps back. They couldn't help but stay far away from Samuel for fear of getting too close. What if this master was unhappy and hurt them?

Harriel said, who was beside the maiden as he pointed at the man in front of Luna through his lips. The man was tall and wearing a black suit and black slacks. His silver hair is all tied up and he is wearing a black mask that covers his face aside from his red lips. Although covered, that didn’t stop the people, especially the girls, from gawking at the guy who is in front of Luna when they noticed his presence. “Oh? I wonder why he is here today?” Luna said to herself. “Who is that?” Harriel asked her in his intrigued tone.

“All members of the Hiyasha-to dress the same. They wear a Slayer uniform that’s similar to what Chief Reijo wore in Blarjokull, with two large panels down the front, but instead of blue and white, the colors are red and black. They also wear hoods and their mempos cover their entire faces. Because the cultists are all red Slayers, their masks depict the snout and fierce teeth of a dragon. “The Yami Tennō is said to be very wealthy and very proficient with his element. Strangely, no one has witnessed the full extent of his fighting skills. It’s also rumored that he keeps a sleeve arrow, a small brass tube that can fire arrows; lethal up to thirty paces.

The force sent the attacker flying several feet, crashing against the wall with a heavy thud. The other attacker glared at the masked figure and shouted, "Who the hell are you? You'd better not get involved unless you want to die!" Halsey stared at the masked man. He wore a dark hoodie, with the hood pulled over his head and a mask that concealed his face completely. But his tall, fit frame was striking. Even from the side, his sharp, defined features looked handsome. Some people just had that kind of natural, undeniable charm. Suddenly, Halsey felt a flicker of recognition. She wondered if she had seen this masked man somewhere before.

We talked and laughed, sharing stories and getting to know each other better. Just as we were in the middle of our conversation, the door creaked open, and a tall, dark-skinned man walked in. My head instinctively turned to greet him. Just as I raised my face to greet him, I felt a jolt of recognition run through me. It was the same guy from the masked party! I couldn't believe it; I had unmasked him in the washroom while we were kissing. I didn't know I'd remember his face ever again.