Novel & Cerita Akame Vs Esdeath

Guardian Angel introduces us. “King Drake?” Amir asks. “I hadn’t heard that there was a vampire king named Drake.” “There wasn’t a few days ago. I killed King Raphael, who killed my father and King Kazimir. His son, Reyes, is now king as well.” “So, it’s true? There is war among the vampires?” Amir asks. “Yes, there was, and I have won. King Reyes and I are now in an alliance and any who go against either of us will have to fight both of us.”

Gildart said as they all recalled the fight scene. "But Kagahma is a shadow user who fought a serpent with light magic that shined really bright, plus, it also had the ability to absorb any dark entity it comes across. Although their fight looked impossible, Kagahma managed to win by stabbing the serpent on its head and injecting a lot of dark magic into it, making it to become unconscious as he fell off after loosing all his energy." The stage 2 instructor said as he smiled at them after the visualization was over. "He's right, they all fought monsters that would have killed them, even now Kazuko is still finding it hard to get close to the eagle" Yami thought as he looked at Kazuko's fight

Even his soul was gone. In a flash, a Quasi Acmean was killed without a chance of resisting. The scene shocked many living beings. The living beings around the abyss quickly stepped back to safety. “Be careful.” “It’s the Light of Acme. I can sense the strong power. The Light of Acme is known as the Light of Death and the Light of Destruction. If it touches someone, the person will die.” “Besides, this is the Light of the Caelum Acme Rank. Even a true Acmean would die if the light touches him, let alone us.”

As soon as Crimson blade finished her mission and jump-off out of the window. Aoi Akuma, who was standing on the branch of the tree, swiftly threw a dagger with attached folded paper on its holder. It penetrated precisely on bed’s wood frame just above Cederick, it almost got his head. Aoi Akuma terrifyingly smiles towards him before he jumps off following Crimson Blade.

These were the only human friends he has had from middle school. “How come you both argue whenever you meet?” asks Mitsuru. “He looks like my doppelganger from a parallel universe!” “She looks like my doppelganger from a parallel universe! Stop copying me!” “Shut up! You copied me first!” “You wanna settle this in a better way?” “Sure… I’ll take you on anytime, any day!” says Ayame with a grin. “Don’t cry after you lose.” Says Akihiko with a smirk. They go to their clubroom and have their lunch there. Before the lunch, Akihiko goes up against Ayame in the RPG game he usually played… And completely destroys her.

Uche repeated “You can’t fight me. I am the greatest warrior in the land, fighting me would be useless.” “That doesn’t mean I wouldn’t try.” Ejima swallowed. She had a stone on her sling, ready to let them fly. “Oh, my dear friend. Such courage will only get you killed.” Amaka chuckled, “You should have—” There was a quick flash, followed by a trail of blood on the gray wall. Ejima’s pupil dangled in her skull and her shoulders sagged when she realized what had just happened. She took a step back, watching her friend who was holding her neck, choking in her blood with disbelief and confusion. The woman tried to speak or tried to look at the man she had loved, but the betrayer seemed to nudge

" Kakashi asked. "no that wasn't my gift, that first skill is ninjitsu vanishing step while the second is shadowless assassin slit the throat, keep that in mind you might sure die from it. Let put a competition on who kills most, you increase the level let's see," isekai said as he dashed immediately but this time towards the retreating Kakashi's warriors. Hearing this Ankara could not help thinking is he really a teenager

Dying so many times in the front lines of this dungeon dive must have been discouraging. “I guess that’s the difference between a gamer and an assassin,” he concluded. It was hard to put it into words. “You like dying?” Akiko recoiled slightly at the strange answer. Quickly defending himself to prevent Sasha from thinking of him as a pervert or something, Zen corrected her. “No! I mean to say that we see death very differently…” Sasha, who arrived in her new fashion, raised a brow and removed the new sunglasses shards decorating her hair. “What are you to talking about?”