The Demon Sword Novels & Stories

He didn’t care whether the other party was an enemy or a friend, and he came here aggressively. Caspian's sword radiance descended. Even though the demon’s flesh flew everywhere, he didn't die. He could also absorb the vigor and continuously strengthen himself. This was a great fiendish demon, different from ordinary fiendish demons. Caspian's two fingers formed a sword as it slashed down at the great fiendish demon. Boom! As the sword beam slashed down, the three-headed, six-armed great fiendish demon was split in half. His internal organs were all over the ground. The scene was horrifying.

Embers appeared from the chest that made the demon back away. The demon spun around him, leaving smoke on his trail. While the demon was retreating, the surroundings changed until Xurden appeared in the very middle of a dying flower field. The sky overhead was grey with no single star. The man turned his head, looking for the demon. His hand holding the long sword got tighter. Wherever he looked, the burned flower’s vastness greeted him. As he made his last turn toward his back, there were several movements around him, several feet away from where he stood. The movements got closer until five dark clouds of smoke jumped toward him. He raised his sword and swayed it in a circle. The sword met

He fell on the ground with a loud thud and fainted. My eyes were at his sword. It was lying not far away from me. I held my head in the air, staring at the sword. At first, it started vibrating. Then it moved a little. In a few moments, it flew towards me. I grabbed the sword and walked towards the demon who was lying on the ground. I reached closer towards him. I waited for him to wake up. I wanted to see the fear of death in his eyes. He opened his eyes and his eyes widened in horror. I winked at him, holding the sword on my shoulder. Its red flames turned into blue flames. With a winning smirk on my face, I beheaded him. Then I stuck his sword in his chest and walked away from him.

He then pulled something in the air as a huge sword appeared in his hand. The blade was black and thick as it emits dark energy along with the demon’s arm. He swing his sword in the air and it was suddenly emit a purplish glint as the power was deeply concentrated into the blade. Hellion received a glare along with a harsh swing of the huge sword towards her. Attacking so soon! I just asked a question! She leapt back and stayed in mid air as she examined the demons. It looks like they want to battle her one by one. Fine that’s fair enough. She let out a small smile.

Her intense gaze, hardened by countless battles, was tempered by her unwavering loyalty to Somerland. To Elysia's left stood Gareth Swordbane, widely feared and respected as the Sword Demon. He was a tall, imposing figure, his eyes sharp and deadly. Known for wielding a blade with unparalleled mastery, Gareth’s skill in swordsmanship was legendary, his reputation as a ruthless opponent striking fear into the hearts of all who dared challenge him. His sword, an ancient blade etched with runic symbols, was strapped across his back, and his eyes held a piercing focus that spoke of countless battles fought and won.

“I don’t get it, father.” “The sword is possessed by a powerful demon, Dethnar, one of the pets of the Demon King. He consumes the dark emotions of all the wielders of the sword … hatred … pain … envy … thirst for revenge … Dethnar is the one giving the sword with tremendous power … just by devouring the souls of the people slain by the weapon.” “So what does that have to do with Lucas?”

As he decided on his own words, he picked up the small precious-metal sword by the handle in his fingers. Brow furrowed in adorable bewilderment, Dillon's gaze bounced from Tony to the sword. The blue topaz in the hilt was radiant enough to even reflect the minute amounts of starlight onto his skin. Why was he confused? Did he not want him to slay a demon for him? Tony readied his weapon for battle and lightly squeezed him in his arms. Time to cut an insecurity to pieces.

After saying that, he looked at the demon-subduing holy sword in Samuel's hand, which was already slightly red, and said with a smile, "The demon-subduing holy sword is one of the most masculine divine weapons in the world. Even he has submitted to you. It seems that my choice is right." Hearing Shen Xuzi mention the demon-subduing divine sword, Samuel then remembered the sword in his hand. He looked down and saw that the sword was 1.3 meters long, the sword body was slender, and its body was glowing with red light. The hilt of the sword was covered with the two black birds, like a gentleman in the sword. It was both graceful and fierce. It was indeed a good sword. At this time, seeing Samue

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.

But my mom just smiled. “That’s my girl.” I smiled proudly. “But what is that?” She picked me up and walked over to her bookcase, she pulled out a really old book and opened it. On the page was a man with horns on his head and a long tail. “So, a demon is usually a very strong being. One who will use tricks and magic to punish anyone who makes them angry. Many people are afraid of them, because they are really strong and don’t show mercy to their enemies.”