Sword Demon Novels & Stories

whispered Godric and blamed the life with Louis for harboring such absurd thoughts. "Cain!", It came from a stern voice and the named demon warrior grinned and let a ball of fire appear in his left hand. This first encompassed the whole hand, then concentrated on the palm of the hand and slowly the outline of a large sword formed. When the outline was half the size of the warrior, the flames subsided, leaving a sword with a gold holder and a pitch-black blade in which red symbols were set. Godric was about to pull out his banners, but the warrior's exclamation froze him.

Turning in Rebeca’s direction, Selene asked in a curious tone, “What kind of sword is this? It is not an ordinary sword.” “Of course this is the blessed sword of Seraphim. Only a few high-rank angels have the power and ability to use it. It can destroy all dark energy with a single touch of it,” Rebeca explained till looking in the direction of Dad. What next happened was unexpected for all of us. Dad charged Armaros with that sword and in a swift motion, he cut two wings of Armaross with that Sword and surprisingly Armaros couldn’t even dodge his attack. He was faster than him.

But, unfortunately, very deadly too, so Rion often found himself left with no other choice than to kill them. The lizard narrowed his eyes at him. Especially at his sword. Rion knew all kinds of spirit weapons frightened demons. Spirit sword infused with pure spirit energy from the wielder. The stronger the wielder is, the stronger the sword, too. Rion swung the sword in the air twice. It thrummed in sync with his energy. "Sorry. I'll make it quick and less painful for you."

"The Great Body Extension Swordsmanship?" The other three Demon Saints were shocked when they saw the huge blue sword slowly turning into a human form. The Demon Saint with a snake's body and a dinosaur's head roared as he recognized the origin of this magical power, and the look on his face changed involuntarily.

"Sword, I can't be in this forever. I can't. And I can't kill my precious mom either, it's just so impossible for me. You won't free me, so kill me" "Wow" Sword said and he suddenly grew monstrous and angry in a matter of minutes. His eyes were bloodshot, and his teeth grew long and pointed like a wolf's, his fingers turned to class and he had a hairy wolf's tail on his buttock. His head began to expand, displaying veins in weird places.

Boro and Mika stood in the sand circle as the two finalists. The animosity between the two was so thick in the air it was almost palpable. Boro stood in the ready form, Crane In The Water, standing perfectly balanced on one leg, his sword held out before him. Mika stood in a form that Boro didn't recognize. Boro prided himself on knowing all the forms of classical, and modern, sword art, the fact he didn't recognize this one was puzzling.

Achilles spun the fireball in his hand, growing bigger and bigger with each turn until he launched it into the room sending the soldiers flying through the air until their charred bodies hit the walls. Sword drawn, Aurelia sprinted into the room with a battle cry as she began maiming and dismembering the soldiers. Achilles sprung forth, shifting into his snow leopard and with a fierce roar, he too began to take on the soldiers that were running around, frantic in the fray.

he said before raising his sword and pointing it toward the dark creatures. The Tentaculios released a high pitched sound before approaching them, leaving sticky traces on the ground with its long tentacles. The creature aimed at the king, ready to burn his skin, but Jimmy was fortunately there to protect him. He didn't need hard work to control his power, only the fear of seeing his lover getting injured was enough to make him stronger.

Damien said. " Enough of the introduction. Show me what you learned for thousands of years". Damien yelled as he charged at him. They fought furiously till Damien beat Dante. He fell weakly to the ground breathing heavily. Damien calls out a sword as it magically appears in his hands. "Demonic… . sword??". Dante's eyes widened in shock. " Shocked?? I expected that. Now it is time for you to die". Damien raise the sword up about to stab him " Max!! ". Dante yells.

I outburst in frustration. Damien chuckled. "She'll be fine; she's just afraid. She's awake, Sage, maybe not mentally but physically. She needs assurance that she's safe before she can heal completely and wake." My brows furrowed in confusion. "She's an Afsrid wolf." I didn't say a word yet, but I digested what he had just said.