Devil Weapons Novels & Stories

That’s how he got the title bloody devil. “Arvan, send more of our men to the south side of the city. Both of us are enough here to deal with those useless dogs of Vordamorte’s. I don't know why those old dogs of my clan were so sure that these weaklings could kill me, lol.” Evan taunted while killing two more of his enemies with just one bullet. He took out his customized HK-416 assault rifle and started his devil mode.

"You-You need to run! That's a Devil , Nat- the Devil." She finally seemed to realize that there was someone close behind her and she whirled around to face him again. He knew the picture he made standing there over her. Demon eyes glowing through the smoke and twisted black metal armor covering much of his body. His crowned helmet sported horns that curled up and back making him appear taller and infinitely more terrifying. He didn't really need armor, but he wore it anyway for occasions such as this. He enjoyed the way her throat bobbed as she tried to swallow past her own fear. She held up her trembling blade against him and his head tilted as he smiled down at her.

Dante held her with an almost painful grip, his chin resting on the top of her head. "We’re losing the war, aren't we?" Ivy asked, her voice a hollow echo. "Every time we touch... every time we give in to this... we’re just feeding the machine. We’re fueling our own replacements." Dante looked at his hands. In the dark, they were glowing faintly, a ghostly silver light emanating from his veins. "The Architects wanted the 'Lethal Devotion,' Ivy. They wanted love so absolute it became a weapon. They didn't realize that a weapon doesn't care who it kills. If I have to consume you to keep you from them, I will."

It buzzed and trembled, and the blood oozed out became thicker and thicker. The Silver-armored Devil's eyes were full of disbelief. His body trembled and he came back to his senses. His expression suddenly became angry and ashamed. "You're just an ant, yet you dare to mess with me! Earth Devils of the Eternal Era, Break the Universe!" With a roar, a vortex appeared in the palm of the Silver-armored Devil. He clenched the long bone spear and shook it violently. Swoosh! The surface of the long bone spear was suddenly thrown out a lot of indescribable blood.

His eyes gleamed with vile intent as he spoke. "She kept messing with us in her past life. She may not remember our Krowonian empire, but we remember her. I didn't expect to find her like this after reincarnation. She deserves to die. Since those sick Farshyan soldiers are a pain to deal with, I'll take two in one go—one living, one dead." The "dead one" referred to Devon. The officer held an intense hatred for the Farshyan soldiers, who never seemed to give up. The Krowonian troops couldn't seem to get rid of them, as they kept coming back. When they thought they had finally escaped, Devon strapped explosives to himself, determined to take them down with him.

WARNING SIGNS: LANGUAGE THAT IS UNAMBIGUOUS CURSING VIOLENCE, GUN VIOLENCE SELF-INFLICTED HARM BLOOD, DECEASE, and GORE VALENTINA POV They say that the devil wears Prada. But the devil standing before me was dressed in leather. As we exited the cold, damp room, we were greeted by a sight I would never forget. “Damien. ” Luca growled, keeping me close to him.

"You! Who betrayed the kingdom! Kill her!" When the devils they called is in front of them now! The devils wore chains and hard vest. They are coloured in red! They had horns, tails, and tattoos all over their body. And so run they ran at Luis Park and the company. "Butt!" "Yes, master!" Butt replied. Then Butt move fastly! And spin to stop the upcoming devils. "Echolocation!" Butt floats and howled an ear-piercing sound.

Plaster rained down. Damon ducked, fired in three-round bursts. One of Deva’s men went down clutching his shoulder. Another took a bullet to the chest and collapsed against the window, leaving a red smear on the glass. Kelvin didn’t use a gun. He grabbed a steel pipe from the corner and swung. Bone cracked. A man went down, jaw shattered. Kelvin stepped over him and drove his shoulder into two more, sending them crashing into the wall. Deva himself didn’t fire. He just watched, pistol hanging loose at his side, like he was studying my technique.

~✴~ The DEVIL'S Heart ``````````````````` PERORATION : I love you and it is the only thing I believe in - The Devil ` ` `

Angelica asked, staring at the blood. “I am fine. A few more showed up; one of them had freaking silver claws and snagged me. Hurt like a bitch though.” Devon explained as he ripped off the rest of the shirt. You could see the light pink scares from the healed wound. He had well-defined abs along with other muscles. The sight made both girls flush a little. “They put up a good fight, but they turned to dust in the end.” Adric said as he looked at Aleister. “He looks worse for ware.”