Fox Devil Chainsaw Man Novels & Stories

The devil pulls a sword from a useless coat of armor as he walks over to his enemy. "I don't care if you mind," Devil smiles at him as he uses his magic to keep the man in place. "I just need a little something from you. That thing in your chest you don't need anymore." He stabs the clan leader in the chest, just below the rib cage. "After all, what does a heartless beast need a heart for?" "Jonathan?" blood flows from the vampires mouth as he looks at his attacker in confusion. "Wh?" "I don't care how or why but you made something that I need eradicated," Jonthan leaves the blade to keep the other pinned and rams his fist into the vampire's chest, right where his heart it. "No hard feelings

SWISSSHHHHHH "Four element fist, azure dragon fist! Die, you bastard!" "You bastard, you want to attack me again, no! Devil's fist swallows the world," BOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMM

His face looks so terrible, his mouth is open until saliva is flowing out. “HEY HUMAN BRAT! WHAT IF YOU RETURN MY ARM WITH YOUR MEET!!! I SWEAR I’LL MAKE IT PAINLESS.” “What?” “MANY OF YOU HAVE FALLEN IN MY STOMACH! AND SOON YOU’LL MEET YOUR COMRADES! HAHAHA HAHA AHA…” “You mean you have fought another devil hunter?” “SO WHAT? NOT EVEN ONE OF YOU CAN DESTROY ME.. BUT I APPRECIATE YOU BECAUSE YOU COULD MAKE ME LOSE ONE HAND, NO HUMAN HAS SUCCEEDED TO DO IT.”

The smoke parted slowly. Alpha Jax rode into the center of the clearing, completely alone. He held a white flag of truce high in his left hand, a mocking smile plastered across his face. But it wasn't the flag that stopped the breath in Elena’s throat. Tied to the back of Jax’s war beast by heavy, silver-infused chains was Devon. He was barely conscious, his body covered in deep, silver-burnt lacerations, his head hanging low as the chains dragged his knees through the dirt. Jax stopped twenty paces away, his grip tightening on a thick rope tied directly around Devon’s bruised neck.

After a few seconds of eye-to-eye battle, he still maintained his silence, leaving Don Basco with no choice but to break the deafening silence between them. “Am I right? What do you think? (Am I, right? What do you think?)” Don Basco questioned; his lips painted with the image of the devil's grin. Without Don Basco's knowledge, the real devil was the young man in front of him—a devil who is hiding in human flesh with an innocent face, waiting for the right moment to attack his enemy and make them feel what hell is like.

The fire immediately began to spread as the demon snarled and spat again. “Come here, you ugly fuck,” I roared as I whipped my chains forward. The creature growled as my chains wrapped around one of its snapping heads. The other heads tried spitting on me but I quickly planted my feet on the ground and pulled hard. The chains bit into the neck as the monster thrashed around and soon, a sickening crack resounded through the trees. Black blood sprayed into the air as the head fell to the ground with a wet crunch.

But for the man who lost his pup, an innocent unborn child, these actions are not that evil. Pieces of his flesh are ripped from his body with the use of a rusting hacksaw, it was no clean-cut, he didn’t deserve such kindness. He can feel the heat of the bright metal as it reaches his face, he tries to turn away but there is nowhere to run, he shouts from the pain as it finally touches his skin, the red, glowing metal scorching his skin, peeling it off. Gelle stares at the bloody pliers as it now moves from the table where it was resting next to his nails, he knew what was coming as he clenched his mouth shut. It was pointless though as Xerxes opens up his mouth, the plier coming close to it

She growled causing her eyes to turn blue and her fingers became thick claws. She scratched his skin roughly with her claws but he choked her the more. "Let me go!". She snarled weakly. A loud sound of metal could be heard behind but he was busy trying to put down Xayne that he didn't check. Xayne's fangs crept out slowly and that prompts her to but his wrist. Unannounced thick chains wrapped around the neck of the man choking him. He slowly let go of Xayne's neck and she coughed out regaining her strength.

The young man parried the blow with his longsword, his feet skidding backward across the ground. Yet in the next moment, he realized to his horror that chains of energy had bound him tightly. Even the surrounding space trembled violently. Wielding a massive black greatsword, Chase brought it down with devastating force. The blade struck the young man directly on the shoulder. The sickening sound of bones shattering echoed, with many finding it chilling to the bone. The young man spat a mouthful of blood, his face turning pale with shock. He struggled desperately to free himself, but it was futile—there was no escape.

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