Novel & Cerita Demon Slayer Reacts

In the face of the other party's accusation, the big demon with a thin face slowly raised its head. Its faintly discernible gaze pierced through its long hair, making people shiver with fear. "He killed at least five shapeshifting demons. I'm the only one who managed to injure him," said the thin-faced demon coldly as it looked at the other party. As soon as it finished speaking, streams of black gas rose from the two-edged long saber in its hand.

Gina scoffs, stepping towards her. "Minions!" Elisia screeches, stumbling back. "They can't help you," Gina mutters, a single tear falling down her cheek. Gina grabs her daughters shoulder and looks into her eyes. "I'm sorry." she mumbles, before plunging the shard into Katherine's stomach. More tears fall down her cheeks as Katherine makes a gurgled sound. "It wasn't you. It was a demon." Gina chants, as the demon howls.

Miss Lan appeared in front of the demon and immediately slashed at him with her technique. "Damn it! Ghost Light!" Miss Lan, who had just slashed, suddenly couldn’t see the Demon, and she felt that her slash hadn’t hit anything. When everything returned to normal, sure enough, the Demon had vanished from her sight. BOOOOOMMMMM.. "I will definitely take my revenge; I, the Blood Demon, will never be afraid! Just wait, you filthy woman—my revenge is coming!"

She welcomed the challenge. Steels clashed as sparks lit the air. Serephina ducked a wide swing, kicking one demon’s back into the wall. Her movements were violent and very silent. The third demon lunged, but she slashed his wrist, spun, and sliced his throat. The fourth demon – the one with the weak heart literally pissed in his pants. He got down on his knees pleading for mercy from the Shadow Siren. He already knew he had no chance of surviving from her. "Don't kill me," he pleaded, his knees on the ground. The girls had run away, and the streets were already empty.

He confronts Damon, his voice laced with incredulity and contempt. "How dare you, Damon? How the hell could you stoop so low?" Asher's voice trembles with a mix of anger and disbelief. His eyes bore into his brother's, radiating a profound sense of disappointment and disgust. In that moment, Damon is reduced to a reviled creature, akin to a repugnant slug slithering along a rain-soaked footpath.

—It’s strong and gives me a hard time, but after backing away with my arms, I drain the energy and blast it. I’m out of breath, but as soon as I’m getting attacked, with a quick trip, the demon falls and gets stabbed by my sword in the chest. Then a huge heat passes by my side, and I see Darren, who takes off the head of a demon not far from me. He approaches, and after patting his head, all of us rebels return to the charge against Silver’s army. I rip off the head of yet another demon when dizziness makes me fall to my knees.

Kael kicked one away, defending with his sword crossed, but a strike landed—a blade bit into his shoulder, and blood sprayed. Rea didn't stop. The one descending from the ceiling was close now, black claws slashing toward her. She lunged, refusing to be a target. She slammed the stone into its neck, but it didn't back down. That's when the scream tore from her—not a spell, not power: rage. Pain. A primal, killing will to live. The demon hesitated. Just for a second. But it was enough. Rea grabbed a half-buried metal shard from the ground—remnants of an old trap—and drove it deep into the demon's throat. It fell back, dissolving into shadow.

Wilbur and Loja both stepped back, eyeing each other intently. Loja smiled faintly as he lifted his demon-subduing pestle, and a buzzing sound started to spread while the chants still echoed in the skies. In front of him, a five-meter-tall demon slayer appeared. It was also wielding a pestle as it charged at Wilbur. The onlookers could not help but cheer. Loja sure was impressive. He managed to summon a protector so easily. He truly was the strongest in Shia. At that moment, Wilbur swung his halberd, engaging the demon slayer.

Demonslayer burned brighter than ever, its holy flames surging like a star as he drove the blade into Jezebel’s gut. She clutched at him, gurgling a final curse. With a savage twist of the sword, Scott turned the tide. Jezebel exploded in a violent burst of red light, a shockwave of demonic energy blasting outward. Scott was thrown across the room, hitting the floor hard. Smoke and fire poured through the cracked ceiling. He coughed, staggered to his feet, and sprinted toward the mirror one last time. With a cry of defiance, he drove Demonslayer into the ornate frame.

They were losing? The words circled her head, registering their meaning and suddenly, they just clicked and reality hammered to her the ground, her people were dying in the arms of Caesar's demons. Suddenly, her thoughts were penetrated through with a loud squeal and her head instantly reeled towards the direction and found Primrose pinned to the ground in her human form while a demon hovered over her. Skylar instantly launched forward, tackling him to the ground, and ripped his head off with her sharp fangs, killing him instantly.