Flashy Guy Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

However, it wrapped me up in its elastic limbs. Struggling, all I could do was pray that Gabe was safe with the others now. It opened its mouth and I decided that I’d gladly accept death. Only if it meant that the demon lord may fall one day because of all I’ve done… “NO!” Both me and that things eyes widened as a stranger appeared. He had snowy short white hair and gray eyes. “Hey, UGLY! Let that old man go!” he screamed. “OR ELSE!” Now I am starting to not like this kid.

“I will have fun killing you.” Then so be it. I wonder if the Fates are currently watching right now, did my meager call back then reached them. I wonder if we are just some kind of a game where they could lay their bet on. How crappy. People like him are the easiest to beat. They rely on their physical strength too much that it became their whopping flaw. The demon started his assault by flying towards me like a greased lightning. Our swords clashed with each other once more, but I still have tricks left on my sleeves.

A sly smile crept across Ralph's face, fueled by an indomitable spirit. "Deacon, catch!" Ralph called out, his voice carrying the weight of determination. He hurled his sword high into the air, its gleaming blade tracing a graceful arc. With unerring precision, it severed one of the demon's horns before descending to the ground. Seizing the moment, Deacon swooped in, his jaws clamping firmly around the fallen trophy. Ralph materialized upon Deacon's back, his body wearied but his spirit aflame. He defiantly brushed off the demon's desperate attempts to grab hold of Deacon's leg, snatching victory from the clutches of defeat.

Edzar's father. Ariesta Collison is a beautiful princess with a unique face. It stands at 170cm, the figure most women dream of, weighing just 48kg this month due to post-traumatic stress. Her exotic yellow skin has become even more pale since he's been living like a vampire for months. Sunscreen. It still hums from its thick lips.

“A man will say and do anything when he wants to get into a woman’s panties, Papillon. You’re just too stupid to realize that. I wanted to fuck you, and I did. There is nothing more.” I shook my head violently, covering my ears as the harsh reality threatened to break my sanity. “That’s not true! It’s not true! Tell me it’s a lie, Demon! Please!” “It is true. You already know I don’t lie. To me, you’re just another Jade.” My soul collapsed. Before my brain could even register the movement, my hand flew through the air and connected with his face. The loud slap echoed through the room. Demon didn’t flinch. He slowly raised his hand, touching his reddening cheek, but his dark eyes remained ent

"Iblis Jabril, you must've heard the saying hell hath no fury than a woman scorned, right? This is for betraying me. Haha!" Cackling manically, Queen Nymrit looked like a devil from the seventh level of hell, as she viciously twisted the dagger in the demon's back. Iblis snarled and tried to yank the dagger out of his back. But as if he had been paralyzed, he couldn't move a limb and sunk to his feet. 'Demon Slayer!' All at once, thousands of needle-sized pricks pierced his organs and stabbed his heart. A sweet taste surged in his throat, and he puked a mouthful of blood.

"Speaking of a… demon. Do you have silver knives?" He chuckled darkly. "Yes, do you want one?" "No, I took one of those that Cybele wanted to kill me with," I said, not without a sense of irony. Then I shifted my eyes to the group of demons, which was advancing on us. As the creatures noticed us, their shrieks and snarls spread across the corridor. A second later, the group of five demons lunged at us. Thankfully, the poison I'd been given earlier was out of my system, and I could attack those demons with my full strength. Those demons were fast, but not fast enough. Tyrion and I dodged their hits with ease while they couldn't cover their eyes and avoid being stabbed. We killed two demons in

“It’s true, then. Atticus Morningstar can control demons.” The demon tipped Flint’s head back and cackled. Black blood splashed against its lips, dribbling down its chin. “He is the shepherd, and we are the flock.” It replied. “How?” Ryker asked, “How can he control them?” It grinned, flashing it’s broken teeth, and I knew it had no intention of answering. I grabbed the drill and pulled the trigger, digging it into the meaty part of his thigh. The demon wailed and wailed and wailed until I removed it, laughing hoarsely as I slammed it down on the table.

I snarled. “Some would argue that demons are the most useful things in the universe,” Helena retorted. I didn’t look at her. I couldn’t. Another dark figure rushed forward, sword raised. The red glow of its ruby pulsed, but he didn’t reach me. I willed the scimitar to slice through his belly. On its way back to me, it slammed into the back of the head of another male, sending him sprawling and twitching. Three more. I could handle three.

"Do you really think that I will do that?" "Then explain to me what you are doing behind this place and pretend that you're inside?" I demand. He didn't respond for a moment but I felt his ragged breath near my ear and his arms that wrapped on my shoulder tightened. "I took care of the demon earlier." He whispered. "Wha–." I tried to turn around to face him but Liam prevented me from doing so and pulled me really close so that even the thinnest air couldn't pass between us. "I'm a demon slayer." He said and Jiroo and Ayu burst out into fits of loud laughter.