Demon Slayer Swordsmen Novels & Stories

The only allie I could see still standing was my father, surrounded by enemies, fighting " Sebastian move !" " Yes ma'am ! " These bastards dare attack my home and my family. Not a single soul will leave this place alive " I'm going to aid my father, find Nayeli and Carmen " She commanded before taking out both her swords and jumped off the still running horse then went to aid her father into battle The way Celea and the Duke fought together was just terrifying to the enemies, they looked like beasts, almost demons. Their black eyes that had no soul in them, their dark red hair that had the same color as the blood on their white cold faces, the swords that were moving like it was an extensio

I then gawked at the Katana, steel sword, having no idea where to place it, or even how to use it. I had never thought of training with a sword, nor have I imagined of being a swordsman one day. The demons preferred making use of handy fighting tools that they easily could hide; tools like darts, daggers, and so many others. This was because they never use tools after transformation, so it was easy to take out their clothing and the tool with their mind when transforming, and keep it somewhere easy to remember in their memory for when they change back.

Their movements were a blur as if time itself had slowed to accommodate their swift and merciless advance. In mere seconds, they closed the distance between us, their eyes blazing with a cold, calculating intent. Their swords, imbued with the power of magic, seemed to hum with otherworldly energy as they aimed for my neck. I stood tall, my voice low and menacing as I uttered a single, disdainful word: "Puny ants." I knew that these four magic swordsmen, a rare and formidable class, excelled in both long-range and short-range combat. Their skills were exceptional, but I was confident that I could destroy them.

"Let's find you a more worthy opponent this time. Sigurd!" The giant slowly made his way to stand in front of Brand, his great longsword held loosely in his massive hand. The newcomer took up his own blade and nodded once. Rather than striking immediately, the two large men circled each other taking each other's measure. Sigurd tired of the waiting first and struck a blow. Brand seemed to parry it easily, but from that moment, the fight was on.

His blood ran cold when everyone froze in place, Asha included Damian and Diamanté had suddenly appeared at their table as if the two chairs they were sitting in were there the whole time. “Well well well, look what Blood’s got going on here. You’re in heaven right now, aren’t you?” Damian asked though not expecting an answer. Diamanté went to run the back of his hand against Asha’s face, but Young growled out, “don’t you dare touch her.” Both demons eyed him and shared a troubling look. “The council sent us to see how your progress is going and imagine our surprise when we find you humaning around with your little doll,” Damon said.

I walked in front of them and bent on my one knee and bowled over to greet them. "Greetings to Demon Lords." "Oh wow, what a surprise visit from one of the prominent assassins." Demian said teasingly as he rose up from his throne and walked in front of me, he then grabbed my collar to pull me up and hug me. "Ahh, seeing you here never ceases to make me feel happy." He said, chuckling and tapping my back. "Stop it, your brother is looking." "Oh, Azazel? Psh! Don't mind him, he's not like Ruthven and Seth." He said and waved at his brother.

Due to their work, they rarely saw each other and since Vailan is occupied with the east monsters, he is ordering Duke Schit to kill them before they maximize in number. The sword that Vailan gave to her, from the Seven Mountains, has been serving her for over a week already. Vailan called for mages to quickly dissipate Mr. Sword’s toxins and poisons in his body and now he’s standing beside Dallan. His white sword hung around his waist with his arms crossed. Although he doesn’t have a kind manner, at least his skills are far better than any knight. Of course, Dev and he might be on par in terms of strength and skills.

“Shadowland has creatures in it. Both human like and black, gooey zombies.” Rain, my Knight and a powerful demon in her own right, gave me an unimpressed look as she adjusted a pin in my hair. She was a bit of a perfectionist and couldn’t stand when things were out of place. If she were human, I’d say she had severe OCD. I guess I could still say it even though she was a demon.

Chase was still looking at the arena. What he saw shocked him. Dorian immediately went full force with his attack. He combined Extreme Sword Intent and the Universal Sword Domain to launch his attack. The entire area was covered in golden sword flash. Sword Intent was everywhere in the air. Every person watching the fight could sense the murderous intent in the air. It was chilling. Swordsmen found themselves learning something new. "I can't believe Dorian Weaver's swordsmanship is so powerful now!"