Fox Devil Chainsaw Man Novels & Stories

Of all the people in this life , I wasn’t one to be dealt with , I was the devil himself , I was the monsters, the hod in human form , the bastard that they should be so afraid of I couldn’t think of anything wise to explain his devil I had becomed but I loved every inch of it and I wasn’t going to stop anytime soon . As I walked in , the first thing that hit me was the flesh smell of blood . I could remember the last time that I had a very good meal , smelling blood was just a unique good feeling on its own . I could never have imagined what it was to me . I didn’t want anyone to see that . The man was chained , both his hands and legs were on the stake . As I walked towards him , I smiled

Lexa There are no weapons to be had, which is my first and only observation as the horn sounds. Before the chains binding my wrists can fall to the ground like a dead weight, I grab the chain and spin, using my body weight and height to my advantage to send the chain ripping through the air. I keep my grip tight as it makes impact across the face of the first man to turn to us after the horn blares. Blood sprays, and the thick, heavy iron manacle attached to the end of the chain cuts through his face, taking teeth and bone with it. He falls to the ground. There’s a single moment of silence before all hell breaks loose.

"It's Evandros Linya." Just as she said this, a tearing sound blasted in the wind as some vicious chains wrapped in black flames came towards them like thunder and lightning. "Don't move," Megara yelled but the chains did not stop. Why? Because they were wrapped in demonic magic, such as pausing magic did not work on that thing. "Tsk." The chains wrapped themselves around the man on the floor as they started to drag the man toward the dark alley. The boy quickly took out his sword and tried to break the chain with his sword but it was utterly useless.

He presses one of his hands strongly on his cheeks, so that he cannot close his mouth, and brings his hand with the blade to the inside his mouth. I admit that sometimes I like to hear them beg, but his voice only gives me a headache. The man begins to scream in pain, he tries with all his might to release the chains and the fort grip that keeps his chestnut in the head that marks the veins of his arm because of the force he uses, but he is unsuccessful. Raymond laughs seeing the man in agony, and then his tongue falls to the floor, along with his blood, but Raymond does not know how to stop, extracts his teeth, and cuts his lips until they are extended as if they were a macabre bloody smile