Insect Breathing Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

“All together boys! One shouted and they all jumped up the dais steps. As they jumped they suddenly found themselves hanging in the air unable to move as Ruben encased them in a spell which stilled the air around them taking away their momentum and their ability to breathe. As they floating in the air, choking for their last breaths Ruben looked out over the rest of the demons. “Anyone else?” A ripple of sullen despair went through the crowd. The three demons were suddenly ripped apart by a strong rapid gust of wind, their blood raining down upon the crowd.

I tried to breathe but the bastard had its entire weight on my body, crushing my ribs and digging its claws into my arm. Snarling, I placed the palm of my hand on the ground. The runes on my arm burned red as the earth began to rumble. I turned to the demon and smiled as chains erupted from the ground. They shot through the monster's flesh, severing through its body fat and slicing off one of its breasts. I closed my eyes as a rain of flesh and vile blood rained down on me. I was going to need another fucking bath. I rolled onto my feet, my breath ragged as I scanned for the last monster. “Thrakos," I called as more chains curled out of my runes. "What the fuck are these–"

( I don't want to make any blunders and become a demon Lord by accident. Reiya: The final step for a human to become a demon is ''TO DRINK THE BLOOD OF DEMON AND THAT OF A HUMAN IN ONE NIGHT''

★★★ Alexander’s furious eyes summoned his inner strength to look for Bella, crossing the longest distance a normal being could ever imagine. His breath fell hot around the place, cutting through the cold as the atmosphere became eerie. The ground under his feet turned black as the surface burnt in no time. Alexander did feel a smell that not belonged to Bella but a lower demon who dared to attack him and duped him by taking Bella away from him. He stood there until the demon approached him with his most qualified move.

It was a female voice, familiar yet strange, but I couldn’t place it. "I’m not doing this!" I screamed, the words nearly lost in the howling wind. "I don’t know how to stop it!" The wind only grew fiercer, and the voice became more desperate, louder, pleading. "Please! You’re killing me!" "No!" I shouted back, panic swelling in my chest. "I’m not doing this! I don’t know what to do!" The pressure around me increased, closing in on me, crushing me. It felt like everything was spinning out of control, and I couldn’t breathe. My lungs burned, my vision blurred. The voice was getting weaker, fading, but still pleading.

Her nose brushes against my neck as she draws in a deep breath. "Ah, another Angel-blood," she murmurs, pulling back. Fear flares up within me. Her eyes went from dead to alive in a second, like she is starved and looking at her next meal. "Are you the Demon?" I ask, wishing my voice wouldn't shake as back it is. She raises her dark brows. "The Demon?" "The one who drinks blood and brought Dax here?" I should be getting out of here not stopping to talk without Keo. But this is why we are here, to find this Demon and get their help.

“Yes. The demon is heavily injured and without blood or human flesh, he won't be able to regenerate unlike the king and the prince. His wings are destroyed and his tentacles are useless.” Hope bloomed inside me and we continued to watch the fight without showing ourselves in order to not disrupt the battle. I frowned when a pungent smell suddenly reached my nose. I sniffed around, trying to find the source but I couldn't. “Do you guys smell that?” I asked out loud but everyone shook their heads. “Huh? It smells so bad. Where is it coming from?” I held my stomach and covered my nose, when I suddenly felt the urge to vomit at the bad smell invading my nostrils. It smells like a mixture of gaso

I pressed harder, let my cock slide between the folds and the fabric, rolling my balls in rhythm, and moaned into the pillow as he continued pushing scenes into me. “Good,” he said, almost approving, almost amused. “Every twitch, every moan, every desperate thought—you’re letting me see all of it.” I came hard, so hard it shook through my body, hips bucking, fingers tight, and finally, finally, the images slowed, the pressure left my skull. The demon’s presence loosened, coiling out of me, and for the first time all day, all week maybe, I could breathe without being crushed from the inside.

The demon was now on its knees, all the strength it had probably drained by the silver in its body. We looked at each other and nodded. Moving at the same time, we charged at the demon, swords ready. "No, wait..." The creature said, but we slashed at it from both sides. It squealed even louder and we Syberus slashed at its back. "No, you wretches. You do not know what you—" "Save it," I said as I stabbed my sword through the left side of its back, where the heart was. It squealed even louder and I saw as the skin on its arms started to blister and burn. It was dying, it would die. The souls of our parents and all the others it had killed will finally come to rest. I wanted to watch it suffer

Yet, the cave's spaciousness hinted at its potential to harbor hundreds of hidden individuals undetected. "Puh-puh!" A faint noise echoed ahead, indicating a presence. Despite the dim lighting, Alexander remained vigilant, anticipating the unforeseen. As the sound drew nearer, a fragrant aroma permeated the air, followed by the appearance of hand-sized moths. These were Dark Night Devil Butterflies. Alexander was familiar with their deadly capabilities. Its powder could clog the brain and heart blood vessels, causing sudden death. He steeled himself, unleashing his fiery aura to repel the toxic powder they emitted.