Flower Breathing Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

At that moment, she was cultivating Demonic Breath, which was recorded in the Book of Malice. Though cultivating Demonic Breath should theoretically be much harder than cultivating Heavenly Breath, Thea’s current condition was ideal for cultivating the former. All this while, she could not remove the True Frost Energy inside of her. Now, however, by cultivating Demonic Breath, she could absorb the True Frost Energy. Sitting in a lotus position on a rock full of moss, her body slowly levitated into the air and reached at least two meters in height. She exuded a gentle energy, and the expressions on her face were constantly changing.

He leaned in, making it easier for him to breathe in that rosy, musk filled scent of his mingled with the scent of a vanilla aftershave? Soon enough, their faces were inches apart and Rain let out a shaky breath, her heart wouldn’t calm down and was beating so fast that her breathing made it too obvious. He reached up his fingers, only for a few seconds was her attention taken from his eyes down to his fingers. He looked so calm as his fingers reached for her lips, even calmer as they brushed them with a faintest touch that left Rain breathless. Rain’s body hummed in response to his touch and she found herself being pulled closer to him and no, her body was moving on its own accord.

She said putting her hand on Stacys shouldler. Stacy nodded closing her eyes and enhaled and exhaled slowly consintrating on what she wanted the flower to become. She out her hand down to the flower "Po tro num Alt imus Potronum Altimus." she started pulling her hand up slowly breathing slowly and consintrating as hard as she could. Even with her focus and consintration nothing had happened once she opened her eyes they lit up with red flakes throughout her blue eyes.

I reply as I release my power. My hair turns red and my eyes go ashen. I aim straight for the demon's stomach as my flame eats away at his blackened tendrils. A screech of agony is given from the demon prince as I continue to blast him, my energy drains quickly as I give a worried look at Knight who's fingers have begun shooting purple sparks at the demon. Wrapping around him, and dragging him towards us. The demon doesn't realize it yet, but he has already lost.

A burst of silver light exploded from her chest, tearing through the surrounding forest and toppling massive trees. Along with the blast, a translucent silver wolf appeared above Ruby, letting out a long, haunting howl at the setting moon. Lilian finally manifested fully before merging back into Ruby, whose body slumped back onto the altar, limp and barely breathing. Dexter stood frozen. He stepped forward to see if she was still alive, but as he got within a few feet, a scent hit him. It was intoxicating—the fragrance of forest lilies mixed with fresh snow and wild honey. It was so overwhelming it nearly knocked him off balance.

Freya’s nails, which were cut like daggers, sliced against Cassiopeia's cheek, leaving a visible claw mark. Cassiopeia was bewildered by what Freya was saying. "I don't know what you are talking about. Let me go." "You’re still lying!" Freya gestured at the pale-looking Liam, who was lying on the bed, and teared up. "Liam is only four years old and just had a kidney transplant. How can you be so cruel to him? Aren’t you a mother too?"

He held a human woman on his lap and there were two demon women with him, but he wasn't looking at them. He looked behind him at a fight. In the corner of the King's level, two demons were fighting each other. Their faces were scrunched up in anger, and they had blood pouring out multiple wounds. Gloves with spikes were worn by them, and the razor sharp blades cut into the other every time. They moved around each other like a dance, and battle cries were heard around them, the eyes of the demons around them black with blood lust. With a final scream, the one demon hit the other one in the throat in a moment's notice. The blades cut open the neck and blood sprayed over the other. More shouts,

You are not hers. “I…” My chest burned. My heart slowed one beat, then another. The lilies leaned toward me, petals closing like mouths. I burst out to him Not body, not flame, but voice. The battlefield flared with Hollowflame, fighting Death’s stillness. The lilies hissed, petals curling, smoke rising black. Wolves groaned in their frozen half-poses, as though my scream dragged them closer to moving again. He is mine! Death’s veil fluttered. She leaned down, curious.

Akira could feel that he was awake and yet he felt like he was dreaming, as he walked on a small path with the sides being covered in white roses, he suddenly felt the need to stop and take a look at the flowers, following his instincts he felt the path and bent down and took a look at one of the small flower, he looked at he smooth surface as the leaves of the flower wound around each other. The flower looked very fragile and yet at the same time it had ethereal glow to it, Akira lifted one of his fingers and touched it to the edge of the flower and felt a small pickle before he felt his blood suddenly started flowing and he watched in shock as the flower sucked up his blood like it was wat

The scene was like a stormy wave that was indescribably shocked, and it intended to completely swallow Zephyr Khan and the others! Taking a closer look! These crimson flames were all scarlet 'demonic flowers', and they emanated a scorching aura that seemed capable of melting everything in the world!