Red Blade Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

But Edna refused to be overwhelmed. Drawing upon her inner strength, Edna channeled her focus into a single, powerful strike. She raised her silver blade high above her head, gathering the energy of her will and determination. With a mighty cry, she brought the blade down, slicing through the flames and cutting a path towards Belial. The blade connected with the demon queen's armor, a resounding clash that sent shockwaves through the chamber. Sparks flew as Edna's silver blade resonated with the pure essence of righteousness, a force that clashed with the darkness emanating from Belial.

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.

Blaze and Demeter shared a knowing look with a smirk on their faces as thick, thorny vines sprouted around her while he forged two large fire swords and large wings popped out of his back. ‘Ironic that he would say that.’ The three of them charged at her with all their attack, faster than the speed of light, but she evaded everything you even faster. *Slash* Her glaive made a single, simple move; the blade lit with white fire cut through flesh and bones without any effort, and a body dropped to the ground. “One down, two more to go,” Layla called out, holding up the head of Boris like it was a trophy. Blaze and Demeter’s eyes grew wide; their faces blanched with horror, and they shared a wor

I kick her in the chest the lob her head off with my blade. Reaper shifts back into his cat hellhound hybrid as he takes on anyone that dares to come at me from the right. Blaze has rejoined the melee and taken up the spot to my left between me and Bonez.

Edzar's father. Ariesta Collison is a beautiful princess with a unique face. It stands at 170cm, the figure most women dream of, weighing just 48kg this month due to post-traumatic stress. Her exotic yellow skin has become even more pale since he's been living like a vampire for months. Sunscreen. It still hums from its thick lips.

“Shadowland has creatures in it. Both human like and black, gooey zombies.” Rain, my Knight and a powerful demon in her own right, gave me an unimpressed look as she adjusted a pin in my hair. She was a bit of a perfectionist and couldn’t stand when things were out of place. If she were human, I’d say she had severe OCD. I guess I could still say it even though she was a demon.

A visible crimson aura emanated all over her body as the blade of the night start to gleam with the color of blood. She twirled the knife on her fingers and leapt towards Hellion in a flash. Hellion painstakingly tried to stand up but she could only muster a kneeling position as she tried to block off the fatal blow. Kshhing! The dagger blade broke and flew into the ground. Hellion widened her eyes as the crimson aura eventually clashed into her body as a thin layer of cuts sliced into her flesh. The demon then suddenly appeared at her back which made Hellion widened her eyes even more.

Lyra shrieked, her shadow-wings unfurling to their full, terrifying extent. She stood between her son and the void, her obsidian blade igniting in a flurry of violet sparks. But the blade passed through the Critic as if he were nothing but a "Drafting Error." He was no longer a character; he was a "Review Bomb" in human form.

Destroy. ​"Seraphina, put it down!" Kael yelled, stumbling toward her through the debris. "The blade is a parasite! It’s feeding on your life force!" ​She looked at him, but her eyes weren't blue anymore. They were a swirling storm of white and silver. "I feel... everything, Kael." ​The Demon King stepped out from the smoke. He was even more terrifying up close. His presence felt like standing next to a furnace. He ignored the dying hunters and the cowering witches. His golden eyes locked onto the glowing girl holding the black blade.

Damon screamed and burst into his demon form and so much anger coursed through his veins, that it prompted his third red eye to open on his forehead. Zeneca and Damon wrecked havoc on the rogue army as they brutally killed everything and everyone that came in their way and none of the Diamond Heart warriors dared to venture out and take the risk of killing the enemy, in the fear of getting killed themselves by the seething Demon Prince and Alpha she wolf who were blinded with anger.