Demonic Blades Novels & Stories

Blood-curdling screams were heard over and over again. Levitating in midair, Lucas let out a faint smile. The zombies this time around were really wild, but he would show them what it meant to be truly wild. Lucas was seen raising the Dragon Slaying Saber high in the air. He employed the Level 2 Immemorial Demonic Script, and a demonic aura enveloped his blade. "The—Immemorial—Demonic—Slash!" Lucas' voice seemingly traveled through the ages as it echoed ceaselessly in the air.

It could not be repaired in a short time. It was obvious! Just how terrifying was the power contained in these demon energy blades? 10 rays of saber radiance shot up into the sky like 10 black flood dragons. "Pfft!" "Pfft!" "Pfft!" On one side was a sharp blade! On one side was an extremely overbearing saber radiance! At this moment! The attacks from both sides collided again, entangling and killing each other like irreconcilable enemies. It was as if he had to devour the other party completely before it gave up!

She grasped the deformed blade tightly as she closed her eyes giving herself a moment to think. The demon saw her defenseless state and grinned wide as she bare her fangs towards her. She excitedly held her blade and lashed towards her. Hellion felt the surrounding with her eyes close. The movements felt so clear and the pitch black scene shows images that are slowed down like she was watching a very heart moving scene.

Reaching for his side, Ymir unsheathed another blade, and in the same instant the ones in his hands vanished. I backed away immediately after witnessing the change of blades. I didn't want to rush forward with an attack when I wasn't sure of what these new blades could do. It was safe to assume that each of them possessed unique abilities, someone like this couldn't possibly face the Lycan with ordinary blades. People like him were way too proud to even think of doing so. "These blades nullify healing of any sort, do not think you'll heal back after I cut you to pieces with these blades." He educated. It was a foolish thing to do, but I was pleased he had opened up.

All I can smell is their rotten breath and the blood that is still sitting fresh on his clothes. And if I thought that this scuffle of mine would go unnoticed, I have two other Demons slowly but very ominously creeping their way over to join in the feast that they are about to have on display. However, the one that was trying to get hold of the blade has hands that are too bloody, making it almost impossible for him to pick up the blade.

Travis was using zig zag sprint cutting through wolves both the fighters and the others that were powerless. "Demon blades" Ray called producing a white circle with the devil sign encrypted in it summoning the blades. He held the blade with his left hand and dashed forward to Travis. Travis was fast but he cant be has fast as a Ragon, a pure blood like Ray. Ray cut through his waist and halted at his back. "Get the fuck out" Ray said and Travis also laughed in pain. Travis pulled out his sword about to strike Ray but was stopped by James who blocked his strike with his demon blade which was red in colour.

A yip that became a roar of agonized distress as Rhye grabbed him by the hair and tossed him across what appeared to be a kitchen. Rhye watched the slender man smack painfully into the wall, leaving a trail of blood as he crumpled to the floor. "I told you, Garnarld I will kill you." He hissed. The demon lived, but before Rhye could concentrate on yanking the bastard’s heart out, there was the sound of footsteps from outside the house. Bending down, Rhye yanked out the silver-bladed blades he always kept hidden in his boots. A part of him might appreciate the thought of ripping apart his adversaries with his bare hands, but bloodlust didn’t equal stupidity.

It might be but that wasn’t a reason to spend it without honor. I slowly touched my wrist with a plain old dagger. No need for ceremonial knives here. My blood, black in the light of the moon, dripped onto the ground, and the candles set in the corners of the hexagram lit up in unison. And then I summoned them. Not with my words, or spells, or my voice, but with my demonic blood.

One faction is to serve the Palace as general servants while the other factions are to serve members of the Imperial Family. Blue is the colour scheme for the servants belonging to the faction of the Frost Palace, in short these servants directly serve the Third Prince Jin Huan. As for the others, the general servants are clad colours of dark maroon. As for the Emperor, the faction of servants appointed are naturally larger, they are clad in black. The faction which serves the emperor, the colour black truly makes them look more imposing. These people their positions may be that of a servant but their worth is comparable to those revered generals or martial arts masters.

You can have the first hit if you want to. Seik: You're really ignorant aren't you. You really think you can defeat me. COME INGRA. Suddenly a blue red sword came out of the ground. This reminded me of Andrea. I have heard of such demons being able to summon demonic swords and other weapons but this is the first I am seeing. However that sword. It's weak. My knights' swords give a more deadly aura. Seik: Speechless again? Well sucks for you. You better be ready to lose an arm.