Shigeru Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

He watched as his fellow warriors were been slaughtered and innocent souls leaking in the air. 'He is a demon then why is he weak? 'Why don't he posses other powers apart from reading minds.' Thinking about that a smile crawled into his head and his heart litted. "Special..We are been ambushed! I need you here." He whispered in his head.

"Surrender now and let's take you and the other girl in purple hair captive." "Never," Demon said and brought out another small sword from his side which expanded. The one he had used to fight is on the couch he sat down with Jess and he was far from it, plus the house is full with Ninjas. "I hate to break it down to you, but I will. You won't take any of us captive, I assure you." "Hope you are strong enough to fight all of us at once," The Ninja guy said. "Attack him, wound him if you must but do not kill him, master do not want him or the purple haired girl dead. The rest in the house you can kill." He ordered.

"It's the good place to die for a demon." No time wasted, Yushiro lunges with his blade aiming at the demon prince. Unfortunately, Kenshi was well trained, he dodged the sharp blade. "Wew! My head could've flown somewhere now," Kenshi said, laughing. "You really intend to kill without getting to know me?" Yushiro didn't want to fail this time so he didn't answer but charged again. This time, the demon's dagger met Yushiro's blade. "You're really strong, Yushiro," Kenshi remarked beaming at Yushiro.

What a cruel joke that twins would be destined to save the world. Liam launched toward the twins first. He did not aim to rescue them, not with the black chains lashing around his wrists and the venom flooding his veins. The slayer within him surged to the surface, uncoiling with a speed and clarity that was almost beautiful—if anything forged for murder could be called beautiful. He reached Bella in three steps, tackling her and shielding her from the next blast of the shadow dragon’s wrath. The impact tore open his own wound again, flooding the floor with blood, but he didn’t flinch, his eyes fixed on his target: the Queen, who had not moved from her stone-cold position beside the altar.

"This isn't you. You're not meant to follow whatever he says. We have one mission and that mission is to take Sathanas out. He doesn't deserve your loyalty." Her breath was getting shaky. She hasn't really gotten to know how to find a demon, let alone one who has been empowered to fight her. "Her name isn't Chelsea. I introduce to you," Chelsea began to move towards her, eyes spitting darkness and violence. "Eversor!" His people cheered and her heart skipped a beat. She looked around frantically and by the time she would look back to her front, she was greeted with a punch on the jaw that sent her skidding across the rough floor. She couldn't block that punch as her hands were tied.

I remembered that the necromancers had surrendered and I also noticed in the last attack on Mythion that I didn't see any necromancers on the enemy. "Can they help us exterminate the demons? The town's people are in grave danger, Sushi. This might be a vast attack and the king is... Please ask them to fight the demons." There was a hint of plaintiveness in my voice as I spoke to Sushi. Sushi's golden eyes were dark as he looked at me. But when it fights its eyes turn red. I shall follow all your wishes, my own mistress. Mine own packageth shall protecteth the people from the demon's attacketh.

Her father had even called off training for his warriors, and that had never happened. Ulfhild missed the exercise. Without it to distract her, she'd had nothing but time to think on the prophecy and the strange warrior. Her mate. She should learn to say it. There was no doubt any longer that it was true, but it was still difficult to wrap her mind around it. A shifter. From the future. The Spirit was truly a fickle and unpredictable thing.

“I’m going to change that. I’m going to take the throne and show this imposter you call your personal maiden that she is to bow to me and not you.” “Is this about dear old Samantha?” Ryu’s flame kindled, his sinister aura growing more and more per second. I could tell from his aura that he had a strong Ki, but I still couldn’t figure out if he was an elemental wolf or a sword bearer like me and Kyle. Ryu appeared before me in a flash, flames surrounding him as his claws emerged. I could feel the heat of each claw, hot enough to cleave diamond without a single trace of splitting. “Do you think I’d cower up?” Kyle growled.

"Battle raged on across the continent, until finally, Markelus faced off with Eon. He drove his sword to the tyrant's heart, and killed him. Henceforth he became known as the Godslayer, and his weapon, the-" "Sword of the Godslayer." Minos swung his arms sidewards, like a musician that just delivered a heartwarming ballad. "So you're not really after my father, you're after the sword." "Yes." "You could have just said that." "Where's the fun in that?" "The only one who had fun in this room was you." Cassana glanced at Rei, who gave her an affirmative nod. "I hope you're not planning to be a bard, because you are terrible at it."

"The Demon Slayer Blade? You’re a scourge of this world, so how are you qualified to slay demons?" As the mighty Demon Slayer Blade approached, Adrian waved, and a sphere appeared before him. This sphere was none other than the giant snake’s core that he had slain earlier. Although the snake was pretty strong, its core was of no use to him. Though, he had to admit that it was proving useful at critical moments such as these.