Rengoku Demon Slayer นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Once again the world was too quiet. Kill the demon, take the halfling, he repeated over and over in his mind as stone slid on steel.

With the enemy routed out of the city and the Strike team rallying behind their lord. Rio and the New kingdom were given a run for their money as the High Glaives destroyed all their reinforcements. The two once again clashed blades as the shockwave of each sword strike was fierce. Rio used all the tricks he had to stop Kent but little did he know that he was facing off against the demon. Like a tiger playing with its prey, the demon entertained Rio by having his blades hit his skin only to find that his Manna Blades were breaking apart. The demon smiled with a fiendish grin, He lashed out with wrath and rage.

And then the sword comes out at taso's hand and then sword glows with red and with different colors in it colors like green violet and orange. Now I will attack first RONAKATA DANCING SUN SLASH. Then taso cleanly slices their heads one by one. Ho is making a ruckus at my place? And then the boss of the gang comes out. Ahh! Yes finally I have been waiting, come here, so I can chop your head to. What! You2x, you're a demon. No2x, I'm not a demon I'm a god so bow then offer me your head don't go into despair, yet you need to offer your head to me first.

Ayessa, alpha of region 2, said while smiling. I thought, the aura was already heavy earlier but there is something even heavier. A handsome man appeared before us. He's muscular, big body a symbol of a true fighter. And my eyes widened when I saw his sword in his hand landing on the ground. No . . . This is not possible . . . And when I finally saw his face I couldn't help but get cold. "Hi, Master Renato!" Ayessa screamed which stopped me completely. Renato . . . Legendary Alpha better known as Slayer.

"Like I'm a pawn for you to control?! I didn't sign up for this costume party to be an errand boy! I have my own reasons for being here, and I'm no attack mage! You got beefy over there take him instead!!!" He said, pointing at the large framed figure on the throne. " Kanchi Asobi is a Holy Shoutorin artist. He doesn't fight anymore!!!" The figure snapped back at him. The figure walked over to the candelabra and dripped his blood over it once more.

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.

He killed the Demon King. What the Hero’s party did not know was that the Demon King has prepared a contingency plan for this exact occasion. He placed a curse on himself that if he ever dies, a part of his soul will be transferred towards another beastkin. And so the Hero was able to free the world of the Demon King’s terror. The world was rebuilt to its former glory but there was one place that could never change no matter how many years pass. The forest that surrounded the Demon King’s castle, later known as the Dark Forest.

Though he didn’t think he minded the half-scaled, winged version that was glaring at him right now. "I had the luck of those hit toms you left for me and Hades's crystal boosting my odds. And it's Orangelo, not Mango." "You got lucky. I can read this circle and you still only had 50-50 odds. And I prefer Mango. Orangelo makes you sound like a frozen dessert on a stick." The demon licked Jinx's neck. "And that's not what you taste like." Jinx calmly put his deck in the pouch he carried at his side, took a few steps back and did a jump front kick to Lexi's chin. "Personal space, demon. You aren't my type."

The man put a protective arm around her waist and stood taller, maintaining complete eye contact. He barely registered his beta William shouting at him in his mind, no turning back now. “I, Jackson Hill, challenge you, Sam Silver, alpha of both Silvery Blood and SilverFang to a fight for title! Do you accept?!” The man only smirked, glancing down slightly at the woman who chuckled softly before speaking. “I, Alpha Samantha Silver, alpha of SilverFang and of Silvery Blood. Accept your challenge.” And then her eyes turned cold and hard as she flashed her teeth. “But you can call me Demon.”

He crouched down so he could hear the driver and looked toward the driver’s side of the bus while kneeling as he was praying. “Keep her straight!” he shouted. The coach drifted to the right as it dodged yet another car; the driver corrected. “Yeah—right!” The demon’s mouth split wider, teeth stacked. “Small ones,” it said. “Tasty ones.” Scott readied himself for the fight that came; he held Demonslayer in his right hand, ready to ignite. “You’re not having the children!” He shouted.