Novel & Cerita Kyojuro Demon Slayer

"Let me go!" Kyros turned into a giant demon with thick hair. His face is scary, with a black muzzle and sharp fangs. His eyes were bright red, full of lust and burning anger. “Kyros ...” Rula sobbed. “D—don't kill me.” “Kill her now, General Kyros! The Alpha will give you a new rank!” Kyros swung his hand. The sharp nails were ready to rip Rula's skin and tear her heart out. Rula closed. Now she resigned if her death is tonight in the hands of a strange demon she had never seen.

Wilbur and Loja both stepped back, eyeing each other intently. Loja smiled faintly as he lifted his demon-subduing pestle, and a buzzing sound started to spread while the chants still echoed in the skies. In front of him, a five-meter-tall demon slayer appeared. It was also wielding a pestle as it charged at Wilbur. The onlookers could not help but cheer. Loja sure was impressive. He managed to summon a protector so easily. He truly was the strongest in Shia. At that moment, Wilbur swung his halberd, engaging the demon slayer.

Ryuou unsheathed a Japanese katana by his side, revealing a gleaming silver blade with rubies and silver dragons adorning the black hilt. Yuri resisted the urge to snarl. Him and his God complex. “You can try.” Yuri stated, readying Odium. “Try to kill me if you can. I am not a Phantom for nothing! And you’ll also do well not to underestimate me!” There was silence for several moments before Ryuou moved forwards with alarming speed and without any warning.

he said, fangs visible from his mouth. "Who....who..." "I'm your guardian angel" he smirked again. Arianna eyes opened in realization. Guardian angel? more like guardian Demon! "I won't hurt you. You summoned me" he said, Arianna gasped, No....she had summoned an angelic creature not this......dark being. Her eyes swept across his features, his skin was an ashen gray and he was shirtless, a mark of a claw on his right chest, long flowing hair that had been tied loosely behind him. He was smirking evilly at her, she felt her legs weaken. She was about to say something when Meena walked in.

Deep down it was a weird silence beyond the border and her own adrenaline could tell something was not right. A pair of black smoke appeared infront of Iris' eyes. They were men with dark red skin and two, long horns growing out of their forehead and wore long robes commonly used in cults. She can smell the sulfur out of them, these men are demons. Her hatred for them is still there in her heart and all she wanted was to kill them. Pointing the gun to their way ready to shoot if one of them makes a move on her. "Greetings, human. My name is Passadio and this is Futurio we have come to see the little human our master will meet soon." The twin demons have short hair and she can tell the differ

… “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.

Kat stood silently, trembling slightly, before the Demon King, staring at his booted foot tapping in the air before her. “Look at me…” He ordered and Kat lifted her gaze to look upon the God-like figure of the Demon King. He smiled at her, tilting his head in a curious fashion as his aura made Kat shimmer and take on her true form. His eyes widened a little at her ears and gauzy dress. “You are a testament to the fact I have been neglecting my duties where my Lords are concerned…you should never have been brought into being…you are an abomination that should be destroyed.”

"A demon?" "They are close to your demons. They have a vast amount of powers, but like all corporeal creatures, they are bound by rules. They can't take your soul on their own, they need help and that's where Jenevive comes in. She offered this Daemon all the souls that she can gather for all the power that he could give her." I stayed silent because it was obvious telling this story was hard for her and I didn't know if my words of sympathy would help or harm her.

In that split second, an image gets burned into my mind: a short, shriveled-up old man with an elongated head wearing a silken robe - behind him stood terrifying creatures. I grin at this, but I’m shocked nonetheless. I know now that the Takahashi family is definitely not your average Yakuza and that this man in front of me is no ordinary leader. No wonder Kaen didn’t want his children to breed with these two because their heirs will be fucking powerful. Ever heard of the folklore painting ‘Hyakki Yagyō’ or The Night Parade of One Hundred Demons? Well, there’s a demon said to lead them, and right fucking now, I am looking at him - Nurarihyon. Well, a reincarnated version anyway.

Alfi, Koji, and Rian look like they have returned to their senses, and. SLASH!! The white-cloaked guy cut the guy with the tome in half. His body is scraping alongside with his tome into white dust. They looked really shocked, especially Koji. "Why? Why did you do this??? I even don’t know who you are..." Koji is really shocked.