Novel & Cerita Demonic Scythe

“You have to cut the connection!” “I can’t— it’s inside me!” He reached her in a blur, grabbing her wrist and forcing her hand downward. Their fingers overlapped around the scythe’s handle, the combined power of their essence igniting the weapon in brilliant light. “Then we sever it together!” They drove the scythe downward, plunging it into the ground. Light exploded from the point of impact, tearing through the corrupted energy in violent, sweeping arcs. The entity shrieked, its form fracturing into shards of black glass that screamed as they fell.

Scott thought again. Scott's right arm burned and he realized he had been slashed again. He made himself invisible and commanded a sword to appear. He slashed the man from his lower belly up to his chest before making himself visible. He saw the man slumped down, but he knew he wouldn't die from such minor wounds. Demons are too thick-skinned to be killed by such a thing. The only thing the wound would succeed in doing to the demons was weakening him temporarily.

I slashed their throats with my shield; their veins with my saber. Their death cries joined together in a symphony of pain and horror. I reveled in the screams of the dying men, licking the drops of blood as they splattered my face. I fended off thrown daggers with my shield, parried sword blows with my saber and counterattacked. I was destruction incarnate, and I felt happy. I was killing, and the demon blood sang in my veins. Death, death, death to my enemies.

I was able to take hold of the scythe and with my powers, I began to lift it off his neck slowly. He wasn't noticing any of it. Just when he saw what was going on, he yelled in anger but it was too late for him. I flung off the scythe away from Kaden into the crowd of foot soldiers behind him. They were unable to act before the scythe descended on all of them and beheaded a few. Two of them fell to the floor Instantly. "No!" Dennison yelled, trying to raise it again but I held it down. "Attack!" Alpha Aurel yelled and soon enough, the warriors were running towards him and his warriors.

I woke with a start to being rocked violently and the sound of gunfire. Springing up I saw a hoard of Nephilim above us, surrounding us. I had never seen so many at once. Liam and Jason were already up, Liam's katana currently removing a head from the body of one Nephilim, Jason's guns blazing, hitting their mark each time. Todd was standing on top of the truck, his sickles already slick with blood; Devon behind him picking off the ones further out one by one. Fucking hell, no wonder I had a bad feeling. Their wings pounded, sending a thrumming throbbing into my head, I reached behind me to pull out my scythe. It felt alive in my hand, tingling with actual energy, light as a feather and dead

I was so lost in familiarising with the new feeling, that I didn't realise when the princess came and stood across me. The princess held a shining silver sword which made my hands itch to hold it myself. The hilt was black adorned with brass at the top and the end. The black color formed a design above the hilt and ran straight to reach the middle of the sword. The blade was so sharp that every time the sunlight touched it, it gleamed brightly trying to blind me. The more I looked at it the more the urge amplified to play with it in the air for hours. Mixing some mysterious ingredients into the copper Chalice, the priest dipped his fingers in the mixture and dropped three drops of blood abov

"79… experimental-l bod-dy…" "She should have died!" His articulation oddly became much more clear again, as though he had uttered the sentence hundreds of times. He hiccuped again. "Senior Ao p-personally sent … punished her." "Perfect …" he gasped, fighting for survival, hoping that as soon as he gave them what they wanted, the two vampires would release him. "--fusion … since a b-baby." However, at this moment, he would never know that the last word had caused his death. Another dagger abruptly struck his head, shattering the skull that blood was splattered all over the floor.

said seraphine and searched for tools to remove those tied to their hands Seraphine immediately found the sharp end of the iron and there they removed the chains from their hands. "Akira I'll be back I'll just consume the demons that brought you here" Azrael said angrily and cocked his guns

"If you even blink without my permission, your beloved Verena here will have a bullet in her brain. Am I clear?" Nate clenched his jaw. I could see his hands balled into tight fists. Finally, he nodded. "Good. Now let's have a little fun." Kade smirked. "Remember, if you fight back she dies." He walked a few paces till he found what he was looking for. He picked up a thick metal rod from the ground. "No, please. No!" I sobbed. I clawed against the man's arms but it was of no use.

All they could do now was wait, poised on the edge of action, ready to spring into motion at the first sign of danger. The silence was shattered by a sudden, bone-chilling screech. From the shadows, the demon lunged forward with terrifying speed, its eyes glowing with malevolent hunger. It was a grotesque creature, with sinewy limbs and jagged claws that glistened in the moonlight. Its form seemed to shift and ripple as it moved, a blur of darkness and malice.