Kiyoshi Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

“Can I dig my nails into your skin? Claw you? Or maybe… I can tear you up and eat you!” “Demon…” she muttered, her nostrils flaring. How did he manage to repel a blessed arrow? No one, no demon has ever done that. “I’m not interested in fighting with a weak priestess. I have what I came for.” He flashed her a charming smile which Clairra hated. “You ask who I am, I am the Demon King. It’s disheartening to meet your acquaintance with an arrow, priestess. We shall meet again.” A few steps back in the shadow and the Demon King had disappeared, leaving Clairra more shocked than ever. She didn’t even know she was holding her breath until she fell to her knees, her bow down on the ground.

“I am favourite of Demon Lord Basille, one of the nine overlords in the Demon Realm…how do you think I am expected to behave for him?” Batton remained silent, his jaw muscles ticking as he grit his teeth, his eyes blazing with that golden sheen. Kat tilted her head at him with a cocky little smirk. “You don’t even know my demon form…don’t be too hasty, General.” Batton lifted his head a little at that, a look of bewilderment and awe coming into his expression as he couldn’t help but wonder just how dangerous this provocative little demon was. “So the restraints stay on then…” He muttered looking at her darkly, his eyes narrowing. “Can you tell me the answer to one question?”

“It’s my fault.” “No, it’s not his fault,” Theia countered. “I can explain, Alpha.” Jeong stepped forward. “Amelia, Theia, and Ren just arrived and Emil called Ren Uzui.” “Uzui?” There was a frown on Ryden’s forehead. “Tengen Uzui, one of the characters in Demons Slayer. He’s a white-haired guy, a powerful fighter but has lost a hand and eye.” “And?” “Emil thinks Ren dyed his hair to look cool,” Jeong added. “And he also said that Amelia isn’t a pack member anymore.”

the assistant announced from the other side of the door. “Let her in,” the Demon King said, still looking outside. He refuses to seem like he is anticipating this night. He needs to make sure that he shows who the most powerful in this palace is. Soon the double doors creaked open. In came the assistant followed by the Lamia guides. The woman that came in the previous year was following a woman wearing a white dress. Her head and face was covered in a thick veil. “May we present to you, this year’s sacrifice.” The black-haired lamia announced and bowed. The other lamias and Jessica bowed as well. Amanda refused to do so. The assistant cleared his throat but Amanda did not flinch one bit. The

I slashed their throats with my shield; their veins with my saber. Their death cries joined together in a symphony of pain and horror. I reveled in the screams of the dying men, licking the drops of blood as they splattered my face. I fended off thrown daggers with my shield, parried sword blows with my saber and counterattacked. I was destruction incarnate, and I felt happy. I was killing, and the demon blood sang in my veins. Death, death, death to my enemies.

"It's the good place to die for a demon." No time wasted, Yushiro lunges with his blade aiming at the demon prince. Unfortunately, Kenshi was well trained, he dodged the sharp blade. "Wew! My head could've flown somewhere now," Kenshi said, laughing. "You really intend to kill without getting to know me?" Yushiro didn't want to fail this time so he didn't answer but charged again. This time, the demon's dagger met Yushiro's blade. "You're really strong, Yushiro," Kenshi remarked beaming at Yushiro.

Kazuha used her own potential to use the technique with barely any reprecussions while for him, the chi to use it is messy, scattered and incredibly inconvenient but with a large group of weak demons, it is the best technique to use. The leader of the invasion watched in awe to see someone taking them out without even moving, "Amazing, these modern Xian are incredible." Ryosuke took notice of the mastermind and began running towards him but not before noticing something else zip by him. He timely dodged him and saw a minotaur like monster. He never faced a western creature before so he is admittedly intrigued even in a large scale battle like this. After seeing Ryosuke rush into the battlefi

"Iblis Jabril, you must've heard the saying hell hath no fury than a woman scorned, right? This is for betraying me. Haha!" Cackling manically, Queen Nymrit looked like a devil from the seventh level of hell, as she viciously twisted the dagger in the demon's back. Iblis snarled and tried to yank the dagger out of his back. But as if he had been paralyzed, he couldn't move a limb and sunk to his feet. 'Demon Slayer!' All at once, thousands of needle-sized pricks pierced his organs and stabbed his heart. A sweet taste surged in his throat, and he puked a mouthful of blood.

“Then what demon blood do I have in my body?” Dorothy said, “It’s hard to tell. Powerful demon blood, once activated, usually allows for obtaining massive fighting power, like the four great beasts, Seiryuu, Byakko, Genbu, and Suzaku. Any average person could easily become a strong martial artist, but you only have Clairvoyant Eyes, so it’ll be either cats or cows... animals like that. Plus, your body is pure Yin, so I’m guessing you have the blood of a cat demon.”

'At such a young age, how is it possible that he's in a high realm? "Unfortunately, you've miscalculated something. It’s something that’s enough to cause the lost of your lives." "What is it?!" "I, Lucas York, am not a human but… a demon." The pupils of the Rank 8 Evolved One immediately shrunk. He suddenly thought of something, but by the time he snapped out of it, it was already too late. "Demonic Saber Cross Slash!" As the Dragon Slaying Saber was swung, a bloody red slash in the form of a cross was unleashed at the group of Genetic Fighters.