Novel & Cerita Muramasa Demon Blade

The man's daughter, tiptoed as he bent over for her to reach Axe, her small fingers reaching out to touch Axe's bruised arm, whispered, "It's okay, mister. Papa will take care of you." ‘I came here to find a kid to raise into an indomitable bodyguard that will be loyal to you for life, and yet you chose such a weakling and useless thing?’ Chairman Blade thought, staring down at Axe and then at the worried way his daughter glanced at him, her tiny hand holding onto hid dirty ones as tears trickled down her peachy cheeks.

Not that this is my first time but this people are different. It's the pack of the demon alpha. I wouldn't believe I would be here even in an hundred years to come. Some nice looking maids came to put the serving dishes on the table. Those dishes are quite expensive. Looking at the one they placed on the demon alpha's path, I'm so sure it's not steel but his dishware and goblet were shimmering like diamond. I wondered what they are made of.

Her skin was warm, her pulse quick under my thumb. "So you want me even more attached to you?" She didn't answer, but her fingers tightened on mine. That was all the permission I needed. I retrieved the small blade from my medical kit, the one I kept for ritual work. The handle was worn smooth from decades of use, and the edge was sharp enough to split skin without resistance. "This will hurt," I warned her. "But only for a moment." I drew the blade across my palm first, watching the dark ichor well up from the cut. Demonic blood looked different in the orange light. It shimmered with an oily iridescence, like oil on water. Then I took her hand and made a matching cut across her palm.

The 24 Moves of the Saber Technique, Blade Three. Whoosh! Blood splattered everywhere. The Demon Emperor was unable to dodge this slash, and his enormous body with the size of a large beetle was severed into two. Large drops of greenish blood poured down like torrential rain. "Ah, are... are you the Younger of the Twin Gods of Massacre?" The Demon Emperor was greatly shocked. He had been seriously injured by a single strike.

Luntian walked closer and closer until she was in front of the Mayari Tabbu once again. “Mayari Tabbu, with you I entrust this blade…” She said, “...a Black Blade that remains unknown to how its made.” She handed over the blade that’s covered with a thick wool. “The village Shaman from where Accashia was born kept it hidden. And she used this blade to try to remove the mark from where Accashia was bitten.”

With the talisman in her hand, the blood clots from the demon army rose swiftly into the sky. “Even if I have to sacrifice half of my demon army, I will not let the successor of the Ashura Sword live! Blood sacrifice, summoning of demon generals!” As Miss Ma’s voice faded, the blood clot from the demons merged with the talisman, and slowly bones began to form, with flesh and organs also beginning to fuse with the bones. Within a few breaths, the demon’s face took shape—a black-clad figure with nothing above the waist. A single horn on its head made it stand out distinctly among the other demons, and its muscular body emanated an aura of extraordinary strength. “You Ren, you summoned me too q

Blood-curdling screams were heard over and over again. Levitating in midair, Lucas let out a faint smile. The zombies this time around were really wild, but he would show them what it meant to be truly wild. Lucas was seen raising the Dragon Slaying Saber high in the air. He employed the Level 2 Immemorial Demonic Script, and a demonic aura enveloped his blade. "The—Immemorial—Demonic—Slash!" Lucas' voice seemingly traveled through the ages as it echoed ceaselessly in the air.

The court moved quickly, clearing space in the center of the chamber. The duel circle formed beneath the towering pillars of bone and stone. Adrian stepped into the open space. Across from him, Kharvek unsheathed a massive curved blade. “Try not to die too quickly,” the demon mocked. Adrian said nothing. The duel began. Kharvek attacked first. The demon moved with surprising speed for his size, his blade crashing down with enough force to crack the stone floor. Adrian twisted aside. Steel shrieked against steel as he raised his sword to deflect the next strike.

Collecting the blade which shun before her, Samantha stared at it closely, observing it's sharp end, surely,this would slit skin perfectly without much pressure applied. It was the perfect tool for a quick slaughter,be it for an animal or person,but in this term, a demon. Raising it to him, without hesitation, she placed it's end by his neck,just a swipe,and blood would readily pour out. Feeling the cold metal by his flesh, Raphael stared at her with satisfaction, readying himself for the short pain he would feel. It would take longer to heal due to the one inflicting it but he didn't care. Letting his eye lids rest over his eyes,he gave her permission to go on but his eyes fluttered open wh

The demonic blade pierced his bones and almost cut off half of his head. The Second Demon Lord screamed miserably. He had almost cut his brain into pieces. The pain went deep into his divine soul, making him tremble. The demonic blade was one meter long. It cut horizontally into his forehead and stuck in his bones. Blood dripped down the tip of the blade, forming a line of blood. The Second Demon Lord looked as if wearing a large cap. "Why do they do this? Do the Fiends all like to torture themselves? It's too cruel. It scared me to death," Flaming Qilin muttered.