Kokushibo Blood Demon Art Novels & Stories

His purple eyes and silver haired seemed to have made him appear more like a demon than Balbazor upon the question that the demon asked. “It’s not any normal oil indeed, it’s a special fluid made up from dead demons that I have experimented. You know how a demon’s blood can burn human when they curse them to death. I heard they can also burn demons for eternity. The more anger and hatred brew in the demon’s heart before they died, their blood would burn the ones near them even stronger. So I collected all those blood from all your fellow kinds, torture them until they curse me to die, and have you feel for yourself the pain of being roasted by your own kind’s fluid.” “You did what—” Balbazor

Rain turned to look at the man next to her who still maintained a calm expression on his face. Most of the blood that spurted out of Pietro’s hand landed on his face and his suit yet he looked so calm…he had a gun in his hand. He killed the man. Rain wasn’t sure what compelled her to move her body, she got up… she looked at him in horror. He didn’t look like he just took a life, he looked like—a demon—no, Lucifer himself. She took unconscious steps backwards. She couldn’t stay here, she couldn’t stand the sight of blood, she couldn’t stand the sight of…him.

He tried again, coughing harder now. He pulled back, covered his mouth, looked at his hand… Blood. “What the fuck did you do?” he choked. I straightened. “Been in this game long enough to always have a backup plan.” “You little bitch…” he started, his voice strained as more blood gushed from his lips. “You thought I’d make it this easy?” I said, stepping forward. “You’re messing with Raven.” “I’ll destroy you…” he wheezed, his knees buckling. He tried to stand.

Frowning, I watch as he stalks onto the sand, reaches down and grabs two handfuls before coming back to stand in front of the table. "Here's an analogy for how much Demon blood you have..." he says. I breathe out loosely. This should be interesting. “Imagine this is a full blooded Demon. Only one such creature exists like that now, who is actually alive, and not cursed unground somewhere." He dumps an entire handful of sand onto the table, a few granules skittering across the surface toward me. I swallow uncomfortably, hating the sound of someone all powerful like that. "Wait-"

*Third POV* “See I will tell you everything about the basement and other stuff as we have a lot to talk about. First, why not he have our breakfast. I dont want it to end with the quarrel and you once again avoid eating” Takeshi smiles placing his hand upon Koishi’s only made him take his hand back the next second. “Okay” Koishi smiles as he avoids looking at Takeshi not noticing the sudden change of expression over his face. “Let's get started with it” Takeshi smiles looking down at his plate as Koishi first takes the cup of coffee recognizing his own cup which has his favourite anime character Gojo Saturo from Jujutsu Kaisen upon it.

Without that trifling brother of his still exerting his authority on him, he would have easily dealt with Asherah. “At least this confirms that she is a Wind Demon after all,” Pazuzu sniffed as he spoke. While it was not only Wind demons who could manipulate the Wind Element, only Wind Demons could integrate Blood Arts into the wind. Pazuzu turned to look at his kitten again, and his blood boiled upon seeing its pitiful appearance. With a snort he pushed his feet off the ground and jumped into the sky. Pazuzu’s power may be suppressed, but he was still a Demon King. With his arms pulled back he recalled the skills that fell under the Blood Arts. Although he taught this technique to the Wind

… “Show yourself.” Sayo appeared right behind Ambrose who had entered an empty den. This den was right behind the one where Laylin was. “My King, I had been waiting for your command,” Sayo said kneeling down at once, trying to ease Ambrose’s mind right away. Sayo was a demon who had a blood pact with Ambrose. In context, he was bound to him for life. He could always trace where his lord was, and be called upon his master's wish but there was a flaw in this.

The blue eyes glaring back at him, cheeks wet with tears along with the hands which were tied behind his back Kat- Please don't kill me, please spare his life, I'm ready to go with you ple-NOOOOOOO" My scream of mine echoed around the ballroom just as I see the Demon Lord stabs the sword deep into the heart of Koishi. ERROR FILE LOADING FAIL..... "Ugh, I once again this error" bitting over the bottom of his lips Kai just signs in response. ***** "Please Visit again sir" Kai just nods his head in response with a smile over his lips.

Sam sets the doll upright in front of the car, scratches her chin, then adjusts the posture and position of the fake Shandra, folding her arms about the way the girl was a while ago. The demon extends his hand to her, asking her to come closer. Shandra obeys. "I need some of your blood." "Really? Again?" "Just one drop is enough. Will you allow it?" She nods in the affirmative, looking away next. Sam raises one of his sharp claws and, with care and precise speed, he makes a tiny scratch on the girl's skin. As promised, the coppery-eyed demon uses only a drop of the blood, from which it drips onto the inert doll. A strange glow glistens on the fake corpse, and Shandra is completely surprised

The Demon Royal Bu Tian Que shouted and displayed his demon skills. A flash of splendor was seen on the surface of his body, producing an invisible attraction force which absorbed all the corpses lying about, including martial artists, vicious beasts, and warriors from both the Human Clan and the Demon Clan. Rays of blood were extracted from the corpses and a huge blood river was formed like a suspending waterfall in the sky and headed his way. Then the waterfall turned into tiny blood snowflakes, constantly swirling around the Zhuhuai's enormous body, like death blades. "Clang! Clang! Clang!"