Devil Slayer Fairy Tail の小説・ストーリー

“Taking souls?” Spencer was silent for a while, his expression kindling an undesirable feeling, a feeling that he had something bad to say. “A seelie and unseelie fairy from the lineage of the serpentine cannot be made into a wolf, a vampire, a hybrid or any preternatural creature after or during their death. This is unfortunate because an inconsiderable amount of the fairy’s blood would worsen your blood thirst and lead to a quick death. The healing process requires that this fairy’s whole blood… must be drained and transfused into you. Nothing can save her from dying.” ####

he spits, his anger evident as he clutches his injured cheek. As they advance menacingly toward me, I feel a surge of relief wash over me as tendrils of darkness envelop the scene, familiar and comforting. Suddenly, Valen materializes behind them, his presence commanding as he stands tall and imposing, dressed in black attire with a silver leaf band adorning his head. A frown crosses his features as he locks eyes with the other faeries. "How dare you touch her?" His voice is low and dangerous, causing a chill to run down my back as he asserts his authority with ease.

Tommy replied giving her slightly some motivation. Iris seemed to think again. She doesn't want any more sadistic murders by the devil-like what happened to her parents. She looked at Eva and Tommy in turn before she gave a small smile. "First, I need a place to stay." Eva immediately extended her hand to shake hands with her. "Welcome to the Devil Hunter organization, Iris." After she joined Devil Hunter, she was immediately trained by Shane and introduced to the members in the headquarters. "Devils, have various kinds of powers. They can change appearance, move as fast as lightning, have unlimited power, and can imitate human form one hundred percent similar." Shane explained.

"Be careful! That guy has a fairy soul, which can hurt you." 'What? Darryl has a fairy soul?' Skylar was stunned. He tried to dodge the incoming attack, but he was too late. Darryl was as fast as lightning, and his palm contained 90 percent of the fairy soul's power. It slammed into Skylar's back with a loud explosion.

He is trying to backstab his brother who loved him like his son. And Kiora? Fuck, she is here. That bitch used ‘Demonic Arrow’ and turned Cal against Zac. Demonic Arrow is one of the most dangerous spells which is used to hypnotize people and turn them into your puppets. The people lose their identity and become slaves of the masters, the person who had cast that malefic spell on them. They could do anything even murder as their sanity is at the helm of their master who then makes them dance to his tunes.

"GO!" Caden didn't need to be told for the third time as he grabbed the fairy's hand and took off. Skylar groaned as her back made contact with the wall as she was thrown off, her head hitting the wall harshly. She growled, instantly getting on her four, her eyes screaming murder as she glared at the demon that was now on his feet. "you stupid piece of shit!" With a flash of dark purple orbs, Skylar tackled him to the floor once more, throwing punches on his masked face, her fingers vanished and sharp claws appeared and with another growl, she dug them deep into his chest and heaved out his heart, black blood everywhere. The man screamed and right before her eyes, he turned into dust and fad

At this moment, the fairy in white summoned the Devil Saber and began to observe it. After a while, she sighed again and said, "I didn't expect that you, who used to be famous for your ferocity, would be like the Sword Immortal and eventually die, leaving only this Blood-drinking Mad Saber. Is that cluster of demon blood the last mark you left in this world?" The fairy in white found the horrible True Blood in the Devil Saber.

Three figures filled the doorway like avenging shadows, power rolling off them in thick, suffocating waves. The first was tall with silver-streaked black hair and piercing silver eyes — Kylian Malore. The second radiated raw demonic energy, horns barely visible through dark curls, crimson eyes glowing with hellfire — Brayden Furone. The third was a towering wolf shifter, muscles rippling under tattoos, golden eyes fierce and wild — Dilan Stormfold. They moved like one lethal unit. Kylian was on the hungry vampire in an instant, slamming him against the wall with terrifying ease. “Touch her and I’ll rip your spine out.”

The young dragon lord’s heart shattered as he watched his mate’s agony unfold, her screams a haunting symphony of despair that reverberated through the very heavens. In a cruel twist of fate, her features shifted, morphing into those of Sylph, Mordecai’s own cherished mate. Fear gripped Mordecai’s soul as he witnessed a council member approach—not just any council member, but himself—with the dagger of shadows gleaming ominously in his grasp.