Zombie Devil Chainsaw Man Novels & Stories

Devourers crawled over the remains of the building like ants swarming carcass. Zoe let out a small gasp. Fear got the better of her, as she instinctively moved closer to Gavin, hiding behind him like a scared cat. Gavin didn’t look back. He materialized his soulcutter from thin air. A smirk tugged on his lips as he moved forward. His blade slashing through the air like an insane beast. Zoe stood there frozen as Gavin got to work. He chopped down one beast after another. The Devourers barely had time to scream.

Without even blinking, he grabbed the blade and plunged it deep into the Stormborn Devil's shoulder. "Argh!" The Stormborn Devil let out a terrible scream. Dwight twisted the knife, his hand turning it inside the killer's shoulder. Fear overtook the Stormborn Devil's face. He had taken two lives in the past month, blood staining his hands, but the boy in front of him filled him with a deep, visceral dread. Trembling, he muttered, "Y-You're a monster…" With that, the Stormborn Devil's eyes fluttered shut, and he collapsed, unconscious.

Crunch. Rows of deep bite marks appeared instantly on the saber. The creature scrambled up the blade, gnawing its way toward Hayley's hand. Hayley tightened her grip and violently twisted her wrist, spinning herself and the child zombie around in midair several times. Shing! With a sharp flick, the saber vibrated like crashing waves. The ringing blade echoed through the silent hospital hall like a dragon's roar. The shockwave blasted the child zombie away. Before it could recover, the saber fell from above and stabbed straight through its forehead.

- Jimboy JIMBOY/MANA: 80/100 the zombie clutch again but before the knife of jimboy pass through the eyes of the zombie one of the zombies is like an animal its running using 2hands and 2feet but in an incredible manner its body is twisted and its more bulkier than the normal zombie "uuuuu... I think that zombie was a piece of bad news!"- David Jestino suddenly appeared on its side and planning now to stab the brain of this zombie but this zombie reacted fast! instead of biting

His face no longer had the appearance of a human, and his facial features were completely distorted. “Help! Please, save me, Gardner! Ah!” Trevishan’s pants were already covered with his own feces and urine. The next second, the chainsaw landed on his waist. Buzz Buzz Buzz…

Shivay stood rooted to his place, not knowing what to do, he shouted at the other end but the call was already, disconnected Anger rushed inside his system, his body felt as if burning under the volcano, he screamed at top of his voice, his men’s shivered to see the devil all miserable yet the voice had the capacity to send a shiver down everyone spine He marched towards Mark, and held his jaw with a force, mark felt as if it came out of his face “Tell me who the hell is he” he shouted making him scared for his life, the man in front of him looked like Devil in all forms, it felt as if whoever comes in front of him, would die seeing mire his eyes, which was like a volcano Mark struggled to b

"Was where your clan head was!" The vampire shakes his head as he tries to claw the Devil fingers off his throat. "You don't need air, you moron!" Adom shouts as he slams the man's body to the ground. "Now tell me or I start ripping you limb from limb!" "He's in the cellar!" the vampire scrambles to get away from the Devil. "He's in the middle of-" "I don't care!" Devil bellows, killing the creature for wasting his time before striding into the building. 'Only a few hours left until...No. Not thinking that.'

Once he was above the zombie, he straddled the pole, creating a loop of chain that he dropped over the zombie’s neck before wrapping the end around the pole. “Good enough,” he said giving it a tug that caused the zombie to jerk and dance like a marionette. He opened the accelerant. “Move back Sigrid, I don’t want to splash you by accident,” he said. “I don’t think even vampires like to be lit on fire.”

After a few seconds of eye-to-eye battle, he still maintained his silence, leaving Don Basco with no choice but to break the deafening silence between them. “Am I right? What do you think? (Am I, right? What do you think?)” Don Basco questioned; his lips painted with the image of the devil's grin. Without Don Basco's knowledge, the real devil was the young man in front of him—a devil who is hiding in human flesh with an innocent face, waiting for the right moment to attack his enemy and make them feel what hell is like.

I keep my eyes on the monster, whose teeth are only inches away from my jugular. Cree sees me in distress but is busy with two others, so I am on my own. I must scoot with this zombie asshole attacking me. He snaps and barely misses me, but I have the advantage now that the stick is in my grasp. “Go to hell, you blood-sucking apocalypse bastard!” I scream as I plunge the dainty tree limb into the middle of his chest cavity. Mr. zombie deadweight slumps on top of me. I shove his limp body off, get to my feet, and then pull out the piece of wood stuck in his chest. This could be useful later.