Demon Sword Novels & Stories

He turned his sword at the demon, and half of its body flew out, and so much of its intestines fell onto the ground. Julius's fellow knights knew the bravery of his swordsmanship and how much strength he carried with him. A few other demons started charging after him and his comrades; some of them faced the young swordsman by himself as the others went for the knights. Because the swords were dipped with salt and mostly crafted by silver, the knights could kill all the demons that stood in their way. The knights had no scars or cuts on their bodies after defeating the small group of demons. Julius swings his sword with so much anger and fury against all of his opponents because he despised t

My eyes glowed intensely and a large orb of swirling dark energy slowly formed on my palms, "Deus Ex Mortem, heed my call. To bring forth destruction to this world's damned souls!" "Oblivio!" I screamed and the orb of dark energy discharged towards the group of demon sorcerers. A large explosion occurs reducing the demons into embers of dust and ashes. Through that feat, the Demons shrieked in horror once more. "He's an abomination!" One of them screamed. "Well, I had no reason to suspect that…." I tightly gripped my Short Sword once again and decidedly attacked the General for the second time. I need to make sure this one would connect.

Everyone was waiting for Adrian’s order, but he seemed uninterested in pursuing the Sword Demon and instructed them to rest instead. Zector was puzzled and asked, "Sir, why aren't we tracking down the Sword Demon immediately?" "Based on my assessment, the Sword Demon expended a significant amount of energy to break through the barrier. Therefore, he’s likely severely injured and has sought a place to hide. Additionally, I just scanned the area and found no trace of him. It seems that he has successfully concealed his whereabouts. So, there's no need to rush things for now. When the time is right, he will emerge on his own," Adrian explained.

After saying that, he looked at the demon-subduing holy sword in Samuel's hand, which was already slightly red, and said with a smile, "The demon-subduing holy sword is one of the most masculine divine weapons in the world. Even he has submitted to you. It seems that my choice is right." Hearing Shen Xuzi mention the demon-subduing divine sword, Samuel then remembered the sword in his hand. He looked down and saw that the sword was 1.3 meters long, the sword body was slender, and its body was glowing with red light. The hilt of the sword was covered with the two black birds, like a gentleman in the sword. It was both graceful and fierce. It was indeed a good sword. At this time, seeing Samue

Exactly as seen earlier in the castle. The sword. “What does that one do?” I asked, pointing to it. “It drinks blood. For anyone it kills, their blood is stored in the blade. You would try to always have a clothing between you and the hilt” That did not sound more beneficial than fairy dust. “So how useful would it be to protect me?” With only a smile, “very” Time to close the deal. “I have one silver coin” playing with the coins against my fingers. “Make it three and we have a deal”

The past. The high-ranked demon and his minions launched a ferocious attack on the young Damon, their swords clashing in a deadly symphony. Damon drew out his own sword, its blade shimmering with an otherworldly light. With a fierce battle cry, he charged into the fray, his sword slicing through the demons with deadly precision. "Ahh!" he screamed, dodging multiple attacks with an agility that belied his youth. His sword flashed in the dim light, striking down one demon after another. But for every demon that fell, ten more seemed to rise up in its place, their numbers unending.

“Ugh!! Come on! I won’t die!” She scoffs, and stomps her feet before I teleport her back home. For the remaining hour or so, I repeatedly aimed my Slayer Rachis sword, the one embedded in my spine, at the Demon portal as they flooded through. Not giving any of them the time to smell my mate’s scent.

With a flick of my wrist, tendrils of bright white flames erupted from my form, wrapping around the demons and engulfing them in ethereal fire. A few made their through and Gabe was quick to dispose of them with his sword, slicing one clean in half before moving to the next one and chopping his head off. Startled gasps filled the air as the nuns watched in awe at the display of power before them. Maybe it was my imagination, but I could have sworn I saw the blade Gabe held glow a deep blue as it sliced into the skin of the demons trying to attack us. “That sword…” Sister Agnes trailed off, eyeing Gabe and I with a mixture of fear and reverence in her gaze.

I place my arm around her shoulder again and despite her warning earlier, she relaxes into. “It’s Deamartos.” I wait to see if she knows who I’m talking about but she makes not indication that she does.”A demon general spirit lies on this very soil.” Back in the olden days he was a master at war a general who commanded many armies. He won many battles against the human armies. “It is said that when he died they buried him somewhere here in an unmarked grave. He was so harsh and strict his own people didn’t want his corpse anywhere near them.

I asked. Aria stepped back and her tail slipped between us. I reached out and grasped it. I could feel the scars etched into the silky limb. Bringing it closer to my face, I saw the marks of rope, knives, chains, things which never should have touched the tender flesh of her tail. The human skin of demons didn’t scar, but our demon flesh wasn’t used to draw in potential food sources. It took a lot of severe damage to create the scars, though. Each of these wounds had been more severe than the scars indicated.