Demon Slayer Wood Sword Novels & Stories

" There must be a loophole, there is always one " " There may be one " " What is it ? " Celea asked exited to finally get to hear the answer to the question she always wanted to know " Your father's sword " " Do you mean the one he stabbed my father with ? " Celea asked referring to when the devil had stabbed her father right in front of her at the war " No, there is another one " " So where can I find it ? " " When the sun and moon will meet again, you will know the answer "

My fingers are on my chin as I crouched and looked at it. The cover or the sheath was silver with a few pints of gold, I don't understand the engravings etched on it. Because of my curiosity, I held it and released it from its sheath. Unlike other sword, its blade was bluish and silver, the handle was wood in color and the cover was glass. It was not as heavy as it look. I lifted it up and swayed it... Imagining I was a samurai fighting some bad guys. I chuckled.

He pressed on the left hilt of the dagger, where a diamond piece reshaped the dagger into a long shinny sword. The sword didn't just shine, it glowed, one cut from the sword could be enough to kill a low tier demon, even a little slice. He could hear and feel their fear and repulsion towards him. “Filthy Wolf, he dares to hold the goddesses sword against us when he is also one of us.” The deep, sultry voice spoke from the shadows, this didn't bother Darkness however, all he wanted was his human, and he would leave. The time for war hadn't arrived yet.

“Holy water, crucifix… and the whole shebang. Including a claymore.” Scott blinked. “Holy shit—you brought a sword?” Larkam nodded. “Not just a sword. Demonslayer.” “Demonslayer? You serious?” “Dead serious.” As the boat sped toward the island, Scott’s gaze dropped to the weapon. The claymore’s ornate hilt glinted in the sunlight—gold and bronze, etched with ancient runes. “What’s the story behind it?” he asked, eyes wide. Trish leaned forward from her seat, wind in her hair. “That sword belonged to Gabriel during the Crusades. The Gabriel.”

I warned, “You might heal from everything else but these were designed to kill demons, a single scratch can infect you,” “Weapons so dangerous yet easily accessible... We walked through that door without a challenge,” “Yes demons can do that, but only demons, these weapons would be useless in the hands of other beings or a rogue demon,” Staring at the wall, she admired a pair of golden daggers hanging from small tacks, “They were once a sword... A powerful one— the sword of the stone, known to choose its mission by the intentions on whoever wields it,” “I have never heard of it,” she mumbled, not taking her eyes off the blades

"Go on, ask them." Cyan and Delaney proceeded to pick their preferred wooden weapons suspended on racks. The young man grabbed a wooden longsword and turned to Cyan, swinging the wooden Zerfara she got. She stared at it for a good couple of seconds and held the sword at its blade, bending it, then raised a brow at its unusual flexibility and quality. She craned her neck to Delaney, noticing him picking up a rock from the ground and throwing it skyward. As it fell back, he hit it with the sword and they both watched it soar to Morris’s spot.

He then pulled something in the air as a huge sword appeared in his hand. The blade was black and thick as it emits dark energy along with the demon’s arm. He swing his sword in the air and it was suddenly emit a purplish glint as the power was deeply concentrated into the blade. Hellion received a glare along with a harsh swing of the huge sword towards her. Attacking so soon! I just asked a question! She leapt back and stayed in mid air as she examined the demons. It looks like they want to battle her one by one. Fine that’s fair enough. She let out a small smile.

"That's right, an Elf ancestral relic sword!" The people around who were watching were shocked and amazed when they saw the sword belonging to elder Uwit. When his sword came out completely, elder Uwit grasped it with both hands and immediately came out wood that crawled from the handle of the sword and covered elder Uwit's body. The wood formed a protective armor that radiated such great strength.

"Thank you, Aunt Cleo. This means a lot to me." The pendant Aunt Cleo gave Aqua was nothing short of mesmerizing. Crafted from sterling silver, the pendant was shaped like a delicate crescent moon, symbolizing the mysterious and potent nature of Aqua's powers. At the center of the crescent nestled a large, oval-cut gemstone that was uniquely clear, like a drop of captured morning dew. The clarity of the stone made it particularly special, as it reflected Aqua's emotional state, changing color with her mood. Intricate filigree work adorned the crescent moon, with tiny symbols and runes etched into the silver, each representing protection and strength. The craftsmanship was exquisite, making i

No one had ever dared to humiliate him that way. How dare a Dramonian youth like Sebastian slap him in public? He would make Sebastian and Dramon pay for each slap with tens of thousands of lives. There was a sharp, shrill twang from the sword that echoed around them. The dark light on the Demon's Sword gradually turned a deep green. "Oh, no!" Even Alice cried out in fear when she saw what was happening. Although the Demon's Sword didn't qualify as a sacred weapon, it was filled with Saydan's demonic power!