The Demon Sword Novels & Stories

Even though these lower demons were all mindless beasts, certain demons were undoubtedly in charge of them. "Does this place have any other demon species?" In the dim light, my eyes fluttered. I'd already received two passives from killing demons, and they were both useful. Swoosh! Along with quick vibrations, there was a second bloody odour that emanated from the corner. Boom! I swung out again, this time with one of the swords I had taken from the vault. Slash! The monster was slashed cleanly into two halves, and its eyes betrayed its murderous intent.

“Satisfied? This what you waited so long for.” “Fighting fire with fire. Darkness with a more sinister darkness.” Theoden held up the sword, admiring how it shimmered. “Those bafoons never knew how to respect such magnificent artefacts... I call her Ashmere, the lake of past pain. This one, like her siblings before it, purged Slora with what is now known as the deadly plague.” “It is not just a plague…is it?” Arlen picked up a random crossbow on the ground. It instantly filling up with red arrows.

“Without the ability to love, or to feel love or empathy for anyone. They say that is how I took the throne… and how I kept it.” Lyria watched him closely. He did not sound like a man repeating gossip. He sounded like someone stating a truth he had long accepted. “Then you believe you have no heart?” A faint smile touched his lips. “I am the Demon King, after all.” He said it lightly, almost as if it were a joke. But it did not feel like one. Everything she had heard about the Demon King had been shaped by fear and exaggeration, distorted through the mouths of others, yet the man standing before her did not resemble the monster of those stories.

"What could that be? Amelia asked shivering. "The question is who could that be " Eric replied quiet unmoved by the gun shots. "It could be Derek, Samantos, Anna or anybody ". He took the fork and knife. He held the full chicken on one of the trays with the fork and cut it with the knife. He picked it with the knife into his mouth savoring every taste. "God please forgive me, holy Mart take control. Angel Micheal, son of God. I mean Angel Gabriel, the son of God, oh my fucking God, someone should just take control ". She was breathing heavily as she said the prayers.

The demons they would summon today, he had told them, would be the demon they would use for at least the rest of their first year. In the times he’d taught them, Quiv had made certain they all understood that nilhium was the only way to summon a demon from the eartherrealm. It was the most valuable crystal a mage could ever get their hands on. In truth, it was the most potent mage crystal, capable of containing the most amount of reia any metal or rock was capable of. It was also the reason for the commotion the line was causing.

Heaven Demon couldn't help but become dumbstruck at this sight. "Devil King, Lucas, what sword is in your hands?" Heaven Demon had never seen such a powerful sword before. The corner of Lucas' mouth was slightly raised. And a faint smile appeared on his smooth and delicate face. "This sword is called Immemorial Dragon Sword. It's also used to kill you," Lucas said to Heaven Demon slowly. Heaven Demon's expression turned extremely indifferent as he stared at Lucas. "Devil King, Lucas, you are so arrogant. Aren't you afraid of biting your tongue?"

After two weeks’ worth of practice, Thea had grown extremely familiar with the Demonic Sword. The Demonic Sword was created by the Malevolent King while he was in a state of insanity. Its true power can only be realized by consuming the Spirit Turtle’s blood and entering a state of near insanity.

It paused slightly, its tail lashing nervously from side to side, its fiery eyes fixed on the white blade. “He won't help you, boy. Yarsi hardly had time to notice how a crimson whirlwind shot up and disappeared in the place of the demon. In the next moment, the heat hit him in the back, scalding hot fingers closed around his neck and lifted his body into the air. The second paw of the demon intercepted the wrist of the right hand in which he held the sword. If Yarsi had been able to, he would have screamed, but only a wheeze escaped from his tight throat. The demon jerked his arm too lightly and bent it at an incredible angle. The crunch of breaking bones dug into his ears, his fingers uncl

The giant swords thrusting in the air descend swiftly crashing on the demon's body accompanied by a massive shock wave seen by naked eyes. In an instant, the demon roars as it violently falls crashing to the ground becoming a mountain of swords. The swords thrust his arm to his hand and lap to feet to the ground with a mountain of swords thrust all over its body leaving its head exposed. Felicia swiftly descends the gigantic sword in the sky crashing down aiming at the skull of the demon. The demon opens his mouth as it blasts a beam at the incoming descending gigantic sword from the sky meanwhile Allan walks out into the city looking at the demon.

The man he's watching now must be a seasoned swordsman. Who were these people? Arth wondered as they all gathered to face the purple-cloaked demon. "You wretched lowlife beings," the demon spoke in a calm but irritated tone. "Lord Magrac will find the rest of you and throw you in the depths of hell." "You and your Demon Lord know nothing ... you will never understand the strength of human will," the red-haired swordsman replied. "And your master won't find us ... because we will find him instead ... Hunter."