Douma Demon Slayer 소설 & 이야기

“You think I’d like to be associated with such a nasty demon?” “Nasty demon?” Cloud demons hated being cursed, because they believed they were perfect. “You may look good on the outside but you're still a demon.” My voice lowered to a whisper. “A gruesomely disgusting demon feasting off souls just to maintain her fake looks!” I spat. Angered, she rushed to me, aiming the knife at my tattoo but I held her in place with my powers. The blade cut through my palm, dropping blood to the floor and the pain made me fling her across the room.

It was a known fact in this world that regular weapons didn't cut it; only demons could truly slaughter other demons. Slyvara had caught wind of the ambush at the same time Kai did, and she had sprinted to the scene to back Damir up. Moving like a literal nightmare, she shifted into her mist form, slipping through the battlefield and blind-siding enemies left and right. By now, the human guards were totally exhausted, with most of them bleeding out or nursing nasty injuries on the ground. But Damir and Slyvara were an unstoppable duo. They kept pushing the frontline back, making it crystal clear that these grunt demon soldiers were absolutely no match for upper-tier powerhouse demons.

Even with several warnings, Shiro did not heed, which led to an ambush of his family's murder. When the assassin was going to kill the little Kurama, he was saved by the two men, who came to his rescue, these were Hurican and Anam, who took him to be cared for and educated by the great wolf of the Alps of France, called Veronika Calmel the leader of the mafia of France, mistress of the dark wolves, like her godmother, at her side her business colleague, the blue demon of dimensions, the demon king and lawyer, Amasteus Patterdaemonum.

"You really are a demon! Lightning fist," BOOOOOMMMMM...

“I’ve seen her.” Damon nodded, playing along, though his gut was screaming at him now. “Alright, spill it.” Rose crossed her arms over her chest, her black catsuit hugging every curve, and fixed him with a steady look. “I’m the new Donna of the Manzoni Clan, Damon.” The words hit him like a brick to the face. He froze, his glass halfway to his lips, his eyes popping wide. For a second, he just stared at her, like she’d sprouted horns or turned into a ghost right there in front of him.

If I had known they worked for him, I would have listened to that faint voice in my head and ran hard and fast. I knew who he was before I arrived in this country. It was important that lone wolves like Hannah and I learned about the hierarchy of the most powerful packs and who not to cross. He came up on the top of the most feared. Not just in the supernatural world. He ruled the underground world too. A deadly combination of guns and claws. It was rumored that he ripped out hearts if a person just took the wrong breath in his direction. Carmine Moreno or as he was known across all factions— The Demon Wolf.

Deep down it was a weird silence beyond the border and her own adrenaline could tell something was not right. A pair of black smoke appeared infront of Iris' eyes. They were men with dark red skin and two, long horns growing out of their forehead and wore long robes commonly used in cults. She can smell the sulfur out of them, these men are demons. Her hatred for them is still there in her heart and all she wanted was to kill them. Pointing the gun to their way ready to shoot if one of them makes a move on her. "Greetings, human. My name is Passadio and this is Futurio we have come to see the little human our master will meet soon." The twin demons have short hair and she can tell the differ

Leo screams. “Ah no, she will be a good company and be my witness as I take over the kingdom. I will let her watch how I’ll torture your people and.... your fool of a mother. Make sure to come see me if you want to see her.” Demonica said as a dark mists starts to cover us from our feet swirling into our bodies. “Ah guys.... see you back in Eurie. Take care okay.” I said before the mists covers us and I feel my surroundings starts to change, I feel that uncertain vomiting feeling right to my stomach.

I look up and see Damen flying straight towards me. His black knee-length biker boots slam into the ground causing it to shake momentarily from the impact. He turns away from me to fight off several demons that have circled around me, in my weakened state. I watch as he spins rapidly with his dark black wings extended and manages to knock most of them away and creating an opening. Max's majestic black wolf, Dom, slams through the opening, turns, and claws several demons' throats out, while his Beta Jason tears organs out of a few others.

Austin heard Dabria howling loudly as demons dragged his dark soul to hell. She turned her head and found someone standing in front of her. A man she never expected to see again in her lifetime. That man and Dabria cracked their knuckles together. They both started running at the speed of light. With every single person Dabria touched, she sliced bodies in half by using her long sharp white claws. She kept on running until she was able to kill each one of them. She stepped between a dozen vampires that were about to attack Moon. She spun around, keeping her arms straight on her sides. It took her a moment to chop all of their heads off of their bodies. Their heads fell off of their bodies th