Kyogo Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

The young noble staggered back, tasting the blood in his mouth. Rei jumped in again and threw a barrage of slashes and thrusts with his dual daggers. Minos could barely see the young foreigner move, yet the big drow doesn't seem to be all bothered by him. Minos glanced back at Otheric, who is valiantly holding up his axe despite his obvious lack of chance. Both of them are trying to find a moment to step and swing their own attacks.

That resulted in Ryosuke with a scowl on his face. Again? Everyone else thought. Bingo. Cai Kang thought. “Enough questions. Let us fight and this time, I’ll put my full strength into this! If I don’t then I will suffer.” Kurai, Cai Kang, and Kazuha sense the growing power. They are starting to realize he is no ordinary Kyo. “Who the hell is that guy?” Kurai said. Ryosuke growls under his breath. “I am one of Japan’s remaining Prodigies.”

Chaska grinned slightly and approached the demon sitting on the couch next to my father. "Uncle Boyan, it's been ages since I've seen you," Chaska said happily and the attractive male smiled, his orange eyes twinkling as he accepted his nephew's hug in greeting. I noticed Grace watching the large demon. He was big and tall with large curling black horns and thick forked tail. His thick dark hair was full of waves. "Boyan is next in line for Drorzon's crown," my father informed Grace and I. I neared Grace and grinned.

If I had known they worked for him, I would have listened to that faint voice in my head and ran hard and fast. I knew who he was before I arrived in this country. It was important that lone wolves like Hannah and I learned about the hierarchy of the most powerful packs and who not to cross. He came up on the top of the most feared. Not just in the supernatural world. He ruled the underground world too. A deadly combination of guns and claws. It was rumored that he ripped out hearts if a person just took the wrong breath in his direction. Carmine Moreno or as he was known across all factions— The Demon Wolf.

I’m hoping that it’s actually from the rogues and not his. Kylo is a massive wolf. Not as big as Kage, but almost. And while Kage was an all dark gray wolf, Kylo was more of a mix of colors – gray, brown, and white. Kylo whimpered as the rogue behind his back managed to bite his neck and I writhe behind the tree out of worry and panic. Shit! I need to help him! I hated seeing him like this. This is the worst attack out of everything we’ve encountered. The rogues were clearly not just passersby, but they were bloodthirsty. Their eyes were looking everywhere like they were on something, too.

"Ant, don't be arrogant!" The Son of God roared. He was the Son of God and had a high status, but he was knocked back by Chu Xun's fist. With a roar, his Internal Breath became violent. The long spear in his hand whistled and stabbed toward Chu Xun as fast as lightning. Chu Xun sneered and used his skill in his heart. Demon-slain Finger -- Killing the living by the first finger! Demon-slain Finger -- Smashing the mountain and river with the second finger!

“Follow Kit.” ~~~ “You have grown strong, Youkai.” The old man laughed from his lounge chair. “You bring honor to the name.” I asked, confused. She gripped my hand before smiling at the man. “Yes sir. Domo.”

"Oh, right! With my dagger! Phew! I thought about taking her out on a date." "Oh my God, Jiroo!" Ayu laughed loudly after successfully slitting one of the demon's air pipe and she ran to another one, she spin her body and did the crane kick that Hera did earlier to the guy who tried to kidnapped her and that was so fucking hot, I wonder where she learned those moves?

"Maybe crossing worlds awakened some hidden ability. Do not worry. As long as I have something to eat, you will not be in danger." We had barely rested since arriving in this world, and that night I lay in bed recalling everything I knew about the original novel. The Demon King was named Lucien Desrosiers. He was tall, powerful, and cursed in childhood by the holy orders. On the fifteenth of every month, the lust-curse devoured him. If he did not use a hundred women to ease it, his own power would tear him apart. Poor man. Fortunately, he had met me. Otherwise, his curse would never have been solved.

He said a little breathless. "We should be starting the ritual now." The priest bowed to him and moved to stand before the statue but not before stealing a glance at me. There was something going on with the priest. Maybe he recognised me but again, I was meeting him for the first time ever. The priest was holding a large copper chalice with intricate designs on it, which was half filled with a mysterious liquid. "I summon the Alpha king, entitled to the throne of the werewolf Kingdom, to commence the rituals of the blood oath here, before the mother moon goddess." The priest announced and the king made his way to him.