Swordsman Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

You can have the first hit if you want to. Seik: You're really ignorant aren't you. You really think you can defeat me. COME INGRA. Suddenly a blue red sword came out of the ground. This reminded me of Andrea. I have heard of such demons being able to summon demonic swords and other weapons but this is the first I am seeing. However that sword. It's weak. My knights' swords give a more deadly aura. Seik: Speechless again? Well sucks for you. You better be ready to lose an arm.

The demon smiled with a fiendish grin, He lashed out with wrath and rage. He easily tore apart the blades with a single bite followed by a powerful uppercut and a deep cut down his chest in penance for the wound he gave Kent earlier. Just before he landed the final blow the swordsman pleaded for his life asking for a second chance. The Demon had little mercy for him but now he had none for endangering his ladies. Before he could deal the final blow the traitor summoned a massive blade wall blocking his attack. One of his soldiers arrived on horseback and made his escape from the battle.

No one had ever dared to humiliate him that way. How dare a Dramonian youth like Sebastian slap him in public? He would make Sebastian and Dramon pay for each slap with tens of thousands of lives. There was a sharp, shrill twang from the sword that echoed around them. The dark light on the Demon's Sword gradually turned a deep green. "Oh, no!" Even Alice cried out in fear when she saw what was happening. Although the Demon's Sword didn't qualify as a sacred weapon, it was filled with Saydan's demonic power!

So I gripped my two swords tightly because if they came close, I wouldn't let them die unopposed. The monster quickly ran towards me and I prepared my weapon but before the monster could reach me, it suddenly stopped running, it screamed again with a horrible sound and it fell. The man standing and holding the bloody sword that was used to kill the monster immediately caught my attention. He looks like a demon slayer, ruthless.

If I had known they worked for him, I would have listened to that faint voice in my head and ran hard and fast. I knew who he was before I arrived in this country. It was important that lone wolves like Hannah and I learned about the hierarchy of the most powerful packs and who not to cross. He came up on the top of the most feared. Not just in the supernatural world. He ruled the underground world too. A deadly combination of guns and claws. It was rumored that he ripped out hearts if a person just took the wrong breath in his direction. Carmine Moreno or as he was known across all factions— The Demon Wolf.

He reached out and tapped the map, selecting the "Admiring Immortals State." In the instrument cultivator profession, he chose the most popular sub-profession: sword cultivator! Sword cultivators had the highest single-target damage, making them the most suitable for one-on-one combat and soloing bosses. Sebastian aimed to become the world's number one, which meant he would inevitably face numerous challenges in the future, including open confrontations, covert attacks, assassinations, and more.

"This is yours for the day. You'll be sparring with Leon." Leon, who had been stretching nearby, looked up at the mention of his name. He offered Esteria a friendly nod, though there was a glint of determination in his eyes. He was clearly eager for the challenge as well. Esteria took the sword, feeling its weight in her hand. It was familiar, comforting even, as memories of her father's training flooded her mind. He had been a strict but fair teacher, instilling in her the importance of discipline and precision. She had always been a more defensive fighter, preferring to wait for the right moment to strike rather than rush in blindly. But now, with the demon blood coursing through her veins

I murmured. “Nice to meet you, my lady. My name is Lucturex, the demon king's servant and long time friend.” He lowered his head towards me and show some respect. To be honest, he was so good-looking that I didn’t expect that he’s a demon too. Lucturex has red eyes, silver hair and tall white skinny body proportion. “Servant and his… friend?” “Yes, my lady.” “So, you know a lot of things about him then?” I put my hands onto my chest and didn’t look at him with a straight face.

A sly smile crept across Ralph's face, fueled by an indomitable spirit. "Deacon, catch!" Ralph called out, his voice carrying the weight of determination. He hurled his sword high into the air, its gleaming blade tracing a graceful arc. With unerring precision, it severed one of the demon's horns before descending to the ground. Seizing the moment, Deacon swooped in, his jaws clamping firmly around the fallen trophy. Ralph materialized upon Deacon's back, his body wearied but his spirit aflame. He defiantly brushed off the demon's desperate attempts to grab hold of Deacon's leg, snatching victory from the clutches of defeat.

"Let the game begin." Vargas stood and laughed. "Killing you will be as much fun as it was killing the pastor's little toy. Poor girl never knew what she was being groomed for until it was too late. And now you will…Aaaarrrgghh!!!" the demon roared as he clutched at a golden pole that suddenly thrust through his heart and chest. The creature's scream was deafening as his head jerked back, his claws reaching for the girl behind him. Rhychard jumped in the air, swinging the Guardian Sword with both hands. The blade flared hot. The voices howled as the sword sliced through the demon's neck, severing his head from his shoulders. Suddenly, the demon exploded with black flames and vanished.