Novel & Cerita Stone Breath Demon Slayer

“I’ve been feeding the wraithstone. That is why I look like this.” The Lycans behind Boldron shifted uneasily, struggling to maintain their stance. Boldron remained still, though tension coiled through him. He told himself he would not ask. He would not give Archibald the satisfaction. Yet the question slipped free from his tongue.“With what, if I may ask?” Archibald let the silence stretch, his expression twisting into something wicked. He tilted his head, eyes narrowing as though savoring Boldron’s restraint snapping. Finally, his voice cut through the air.“Humans, of course. The stone is always hungry. It must always be fed.”

The twisted image of the skeletal corpse with its hollow sockets and its damned gold ring was already stuck Rosy's mind. She shoved him away, harder than she thought she could, her strength coming from the sudden anger she felt. “What is that?” she demanded, her voice sharp and breathless. She pointed one trembling finger at the carcass behind him. Sergio didn’t flinch. “You weren’t supposed to see this.” “But I did.” She pointed toward the skeleton again, voice rising. “Tell me who that is.” He sighed and crouched by the body, brushing dirt from the fabric clinging to the ribcage.

He came onto the ground wearing a black hoodie with Black Joggers and two Swords could be seen hanging from his Waist. "So you are the Strongest among the players, Let's see you defeat me and my skills of the Berserker" said Silver Stone to which Miza just smiled. Miza was a swordsmen whereas Silver Stone was a berserker with a higher defense. Jake flied in the air again and the bell rang indicating the match has started. As Silver Stone was about to run and rush towards Miza, there was a black color lightning that struck right in front of Silver Stone. He looked at Miza and was terrified as Miza could be seen standing still with an evil smirk on his face and small black lightning sparks cou

Azazel knew that defeating these demons would not be an easy task, but he was prepared to face any challenge to reach his love Azrael. With a battle cry, he charged forward, his sword slashing through the air with precision. The demons retaliated with bursts of dark energy, but he deftly dodged their attacks, his warrior instincts guiding his every move. He fought with unwavering determination, his heart fueled by the love that burned within him. After what seemed like an eternity, he emerged victorious, the bodies of the defeated demons scattered around him. He wiped the sweat from his brow and took a moment to catch his breath. The path to the Stone of Separation, the key to reaching Cerul

The creature smiled. Every instinct screamed: Run. The Stone Wraith took a step forward. Cracks spread across its stone skin. Black smoke leaked from its eyes. Around us, the frozen victims stayed motionless, trapped between life and death. Auren’s sword was already in his hand. Diana began chanting. Kael stepped in front of me instantly. Protective. Always protective. The mate bond surged, warm and powerful. The Stone Wraith laughed, the sound echoing like breaking bones. Then it attacked.

I kicked each of the men's butt and looked for the one I've spared for the final hit. The leader was trying to sneak behind a tree with fear. His eyes widened when they caught mine. Before he could run I pulled back my fist and hit him right in the face. He fell out cold at the impact. I smirked in victory and backed away from the spot running in the woods continuing the rest of my journey. ×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~ After a while, when I was still in human form, the black stone building came into my view. The building was a like a miniature caslte with its three floors totally made of black brick. Grandma always said that the black colour gives a calm atmosphere to concentrate while pra

Princess of Blood Thorn smiled and took out a Divine Demon's soul. This Saint Demon was a little nervous. He was the one who had just called Princess of Blood Thorn trash. "What did you just say about me?" Princess of Blood Thorn asked slowly. "Ah, I said you are... ah!" Before the Divine Devil could finish his words, he was roasted by a red flame, which kept steaming. His Divine Soul was surging, and he was extremely unstable. He was about to explode! Just as he was about to explode, Princess of Blood Thorn raised her hand and put his Divine Soul into her mouth.

He's anger was in range that even Zeus could not stop Damon. He swiftly rise up in the air and pulled all the big rocks with it's gravitational hands and they're all like dancing in the swirling winds and he instantly throw all of it to Thamer and Daina but Thamer quickly transformed himself to his demon form. " Ahhhh!!" He also shouted and roared like a lion while using his body to cover Diana from the huge falling rocks. " You can't take her! She's mine!" Damon didn't want to accept the fact that he's lost when it comes to love. Thamer face him with his stones like body, with his elongated horns, red fury eyes and his long pointed tail.

The templar raised his hand, and something big, round, and shiny flashed there. “Tahharn!” Pain pierced my body, tying it in knots, overwhelming me, making my eyes pop in agony. If I were human, I wouldn’t have been able to even think. Yet, my demonic part quickly helped me get to my feet. I couldn’t change shape, it was too painful, yet... The templars were standing in a circle, surrounding the bed, Liana was sobbing behind their backs. Oh, I will get you, just you wait, you traitorous bitch!

Drake and Lyca, their two comrades, were already there, their faces etched with grim determination. “We have them," Lady Susan announced, her voice echoing in the cavernous space. She held up three gleaming stones, their surfaces pulsating with otherworldly energy. Drake and Lyca's eyes widened in recognition. "The stone spirits of the werewolf god supreme," Drake breathed, his voice filled with awe. With reverence, they placed the stones on a pedestal before a massive statue, its towering form adorned with twelve piercing eyes. The stones emitted a blinding flash of light, momentarily illuminating the hideout with an ethereal glow.