Kill Six Billion Demons Wiki Novels & Stories

Thousand Killing Royal Wind let out a wild cry, and immediately afterward, he was seen surrounded by blood mists all over his body, and those blood mists suddenly turned into a ghostly shadow, a demonic shadow. At this time in his body around, swirled up countless demonic shadow, but see those demonic shadow face fierce, horrible to the extreme, as if the real existence, as if the ancient demons that have been dead for tens of thousands of years, everyone outside sucked in a mouthful of cool air, this scene is too horrible and too bizarre, Thousands of kill the Royal Wind's demonic power actually cultivated to what degree?

Then what about him being a witch? "These things that you killed…" Nicklaus began. "Yes, these hideous things were demons. Different kinds of demons. who have rebelled." He explained. Different kind? rebelled? "And by the way, burning doesn't work on demons, we are creatures of fire, and when you kill them you need to stab their back. That's the only way they die." "Why are you telling me? I could kill you." The man swung his daggers and put them back in their pockets on each side of his hips. "You could try." He smirked and began to walk away. The man had confidence. Nicklaus still had some unanswered question so he followed him.

(Tier 6 Demon) One of the Tier 6 Demons arrived behind Eric, the arrival was so majestic, upon it’s landing the entire roof caved in and cracked underneath it’s large hoof, the demons were akin to a Minotaur, bull headed with human hand and torso and a calf lower body covered with fur, staring menacingly at me. “They will all come here to avenged their contractor.. though I died…you yourselves wont leave my side…I would bring you along with me, King of Aeternum!!..HAHAHA…”. (Eric)

“Adolfa… you have to fight them.” Spirit generals and elders battled around us, but the demons were too many. They poured into the hall like a flood of shadows. The Charon lifted his hand and pointed at me. “Take her alive!” he roared. Ten demons leaped toward me at once. I kicked one in the chest, sending it flying across the hall. I punched another creature in the jaw, cracking its bone. I ducked under a claw strike and stabbed one demon’s neck with my own sharpened nails.

I confess, and he sucks in a sharp breath, his eyes widening. "Surely you don't mean..." His voice trails off when his gaze meets mine. "How? You were dead. I...I attended your funeral," he breathes, his eyes misting over. "I made a deal with a mysterious group called The Six. They told me to...uh...find the seals. In return, I would get a new life and a chance to punish the one who killed me." Dashiell pales, his lips parting. "The Six? I haven't heard anything like that before," he breathes.

Something inside of him whispered to him everyday that he was a demon. “I believe I am demon.” “Demons don’t believe they are demons, they know they are demons. It’s inside of you and it reminds you everyday of what you are.” This man just described what Lucian felt everyday. It meant only one thing, Lucian was indeed a demon. Then what about him being a witch? “These things that you killed…” Lucian began. “Yes, these hideous things were also demon. Different kind of demons.” He explained. Different kind? “And by the way, burning doesn’t work on demons, we are creatures of fire, and when you kill them you need to stab their spine. That’s the only way they die.”

Ten, a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand! In an instant, the 100,000 demonic beasts had been killed and all of them became nourishment for Caspian. "How could this be?" The three Demon Venerables looked at each other in shock. They knew very well that if they still cared about exposing each other's secrets and kept a move, they would undoubtedly die. The three Demon Venerables did not dare to be careless and immediately displayed their strongest magical power. "Snow Moon in the Sky!" "Three thousand kilometers of demonic light!"

Wilbur was able to see the hundreds of thousands of demons on the other end of the black hole reaching out, craving his flesh and blood, as well as his soul. At that moment, Wilbur shouted out, "Tertiary Immortal Combat: Absolute Extinction!"

I had to move fast. I turned through the pages of the spell book with shaky hands until I finally settled on what I was searching for. “Thrakos, Demon of the Underworld, Lord of Hell,” I whispered, my fingers tracing the forbidden verse. “He who commands the forbidden flames of the devil's domain,” my voice grew louder, desperation etched in my eyes, "I call thee, Thrakos. I summon thee to the mortal realm. Kneel before–” The sound of thunder cracking cut me short before I could complete my words. The ground began to rumble and the circle I had engraved on the ground expanded outwards as dark smoke clouded the entire place.

"Human... how are you..." Lucien Desrosiers, the Demon King of the dark court, took one stunned step back. The noise behind him died at once. The hall was packed with elders, guards, and newly chosen sacrificial consorts, yet everyone seemed to forget how to breathe. Someone whispered, "She is not afraid of him? The Demon King's whole body carries the lust-curse. Any woman who gets too close starts collapsing within three seconds. Why is she fine?"