Flame Pillar Demon Slayer Romane & Geschichten

said the man, pointing to the center of the Salamander carvings. Radcliff did what the man said. He walked through the flames that didn't feel hot to him at all. The flames did not injure him but enveloped him and gave him overflowing energy. He tightly gripped the ruby in his hand. When Radcliff arrived in the midst of the salamander flames, the flames that Radcliff created exploded high up into the sky, forming a pillar of fire in the shape of the salamander's body. The pillar of fire shot up into the sky until it was about one hundred meters high. Radcliff's body floated in the middle of the pillar of flames without the slightest injury. His pair of red eyes blazed like flames. He had rec

Celia creates several earthen projectiles from atop the church’s fence and begins to hurl them into the battlefield, crushing several demons in the process, 52 demons taking notice of her attacks come rushing at her but are stopped by Lincoln, who envelopes his body in a dark flame like substance LINCOLN : Heavenly art : devouring flame The dark flame comes out of his being and attacks all fifty two demons that had come at Celia consuming them in the process, Celia looks down at Lincoln with an upraised eyebrow with Lincoln responding with a smirk CELIA : You know I could have taken them on myself, you didn’t need to do that LINCOLN : Oh c’mon, not even a thank you…. That’s not very polite (

"I easily defeated him because of the essence from the Spirit Realm, which the mysterious old man gave me, and he mentioned my mother having the same power she used during the war 500 years ago." Yeye inhaled and puffed out. "Yes, that story has been heard in many ears among the unorthodox world." "You know that too?" "Of course," he cackled, hitting the end of his pipe to remove the dried tobacco before adding fresh ones and lighting it up with a flick of his finger, never needing a lighter. "I heard of a warrior in silver-white armor and bright amethyst eyes who dived into a sea of demons and used ultimate magic to vanish them all. That one move swaps the whole battlefield with one move ca

When they were almost to the pack house, I used my Green Flames to control the earth to stop them. A Phoenix is born with a specific fire, The Red Flame is the most common The Orange Flame is for healing The Purple Flame is for turning back and accelerating time for a living being The Pink Flame is for telepathy, empathy, and telekinesis Finally, the Blue Flame, is the most lethal, it is as cold as ice but burns like fire. Each flame could burn, but not at the same intensity depending on which flame it is, each having its specific properties. I was born with what we call the Rainbow Flames, it is a Flame created from each of the Flames, I can use them individually or simultaneously. It was h

The person stuttered, "M-Mr. Zalmer… are you saying D-Dr. Zal—Winifred—is your daughter?" Serena ignored the crowd and moved the cursor to play the surveillance footage. In it, I wore a white laboratory coat and wore a surgical mask as I meticulously worked on an experiment. Everything seemed normal. Just then, the glass beaker before me caught on fire without warning. Flames soon shot to the sky as a thick plume of smoke came from the beaker. Upon seeing that, Raiden pointed at the screen and exclaimed, "There! Winifred, you must've done something wrong. Don't worry, though. I can endure your punishment on your behalf!"

I spoke, my voice carrying through the chamber with authority I had never known I possessed: “I am not your weapon. I am not your pawn. I am the First Flame reborn—and I will choose what I burn, and what I protect.” The chamber seemed to still, as though the stones themselves held their breath. Vorian’s lips parted, and his hand twitched in irritation or calculation, I couldn’t tell which. Damian’s eyes softened for a moment, relief and pride mingling, yet I knew the true battle had only just begun. The shard pulsed violently again, responding to the challenge, demanding I act fully—or risk losing control entirely.

Towering even in human scale—easily eight feet, broad as an ox. Forge hammer staff gripped in one massive hand, head glowing white-hot. Armor of living flame shifting across his skin like liquid metal. Eyes like active volcanoes—swirling lava orange, cracks of brighter fire. Seras’s godfather. The kami of forge and flame. **Kōjin (voice booming like erupting magma, shaking the air):** “Little sunrise. Your call burns bright. I felt the defilement from across realms. I come.” He looks down at the nest—eyes narrowing, flames licking higher along his arms, heat warping the air around him.

Malek shrieked, stumbling, his magic faltering. Kaelan rose and lunged again. This time, he reached Malek’s throat, and his jaws clamped down. Malek’s eyes widened as Kaelan’s teeth tore through corrupted flesh. Shadows burst from the wound, screaming like dying spirits. Lyra leapt forward, adding her weight, her teeth, her fury. Together, they ripped Malek’s throat out. He collapsed to his knees, then to the ground. The shadows around him writhed, shrieked, then dissolved into smoke.

"Human... how are you..." Lucien Desrosiers, the Demon King of the dark court, took one stunned step back. The noise behind him died at once. The hall was packed with elders, guards, and newly chosen sacrificial consorts, yet everyone seemed to forget how to breathe. Someone whispered, "She is not afraid of him? The Demon King's whole body carries the lust-curse. Any woman who gets too close starts collapsing within three seconds. Why is she fine?"

Clank! The coffin shook and roared. The Miller family members activated their power. “Kill this d*mn monk!” After activating the spell formation, a light pillar with one-meter diameter rushed out right under the cage that Pindola was in. Spotty black fire that filled the light pillar floated rhythmically, that it was extremely frightening at a glance. “Great Monk, watch out below!” He noticed the warning that the great demon had issued. Wham! The light pillar slammed into the cage, shattering the cage.