Can Sukuna Copy Cursed Techniques 소설 & 이야기

Sunama and Huricana squared off against each other looking for an opening, Huricana moved to kick Sunama, but Sunama easily blocked her, Sunama went to punch her, and she blocked that blow as well. They were evenly matched. This carried on for a few minutes. Growing bored, Sunama’s eyes turned turquois, and she was consumed by water, the crowd gasped as Huricana’s eyes turned white and she used wind to push the water away, while using their elements they pulled out their swords. Sunama’s blade looked like waves as she used water to sharpen the blade and Huricana swung with a speed that was unreadable to the others as she used the wind the help speed up her attacks.

She couldn’t help but marvel at the power of their bond and the way it had transformed their relationship in an instant. “Ugh.” Kian let out a pained groan, his muscles tensing as he held her firmly in his grasp. As the curse took hold once again, his movements became quicker and more forceful. For years, he had managed to suppress the urge to kill by locking himself up and chaining himself down. But each full moon brought excruciating pain that he could barely endure. Fortunately, this time he didn’t have to endure much pain since he had already found his chosen mate.

“The Awakening Ritual will now commence. One at a time, present your heirloom and step into the pool.” A nervous energy swept over the room. The first student stepped forward, a witch girl with silver bangles. The moment she entered the water, a green glow wrapped around her. Wind element. Next was a tall boy from the human faction. Blue light. Water element. Then a witch boy, silver glow. Spirit. Each one succeeded. Just when I thought I’d have time to gather myself, Mark shoved past me. “She should go first,” he said loudly. “Let’s see if the half-breed can even light a spark.”

He takes the sword. "No!" I scream but only a whisper escapes my lips. No one hears me. The crowd begins to chant in one voice and one rhythm. "Kill the false Luna. Kill the false Luna." I fall to my knees. My hands reach for something, anything, but the floor beneath me melts into black water. I sink into it, cold swallowing my body inch by inch. My lungs burn. My magic sputters like a dying flame. My wolf howls, thrashes, cries but no one listens.

It was the woman Kyle was with earlier. Pain surrounded my heart, only adding to the anger I already felt. "I may be a rogue, but I'm more than capable of taking down your scrawny ass any day," I growl. Or maybe it was Celeste. it could've been both of us, but right now I just wanted to fight. I didn't care who it was, but she was the perfect target. "You might not want to do that, Luna," on of the cooks advise. "She's the old Beta's daughter. She's highly trained to kill!" A smirk crawls across my face and there's a flash of fear in Sam's.

was a celestial-quality technique created by Old Wacko after attaining immortality, surpassing the quality of the two techniques Severin possessed at that time. Secondly, Severin originally practiced the technique outlined in the scripture, but after joining Grandiuno Sect and facing the need for a breakthrough, coupled with the lack of follow-up techniques for his original cultivation, he reluctantly switched to the Grandiuno Treasured Notes. Thus, he naturally did not want to miss the newfound opportunity since he had gotten a celestial-quality technique in his hands. 'However, re-cultivating a technique is a serious matter. Plus, I'm still in the Starry Sky Battlespace, so there's no need

"None?" Kris's explanation was sobering, the reality of our predicament laid bare. "Since the witch was retrieved with black magic, her words are very powerful. As she is dead now, her body and heart both are of no use. The only thing that remains is the black magic. The enchanted water you gave me is not only a curse but also the black magic that she had consumed.." He paused and took a deep breath. "The witch's black magic is ingrained in her body and blood due to the enchanted water. It's not easily lifted. We have to be cautious; a wrong move could cost lives. For now, I suggest you help her." Kris's words left me frustrated.

Lynn caressed his beard and nodded. "Why is the value of spells and techniques so high? Isn't it possible to simply copy the forms and diagrams?" Lynn smiled lightly before replying. "When and inscription master writes a diagram, it is generally drawn according to his comprehension. Since it's quite impossible to copy someone else intention when he inscribes, it is hard to make copies of a certain technique. Martial arts are a bit different as they are simpler in their descriptions, that's why their value is lower." 'So, I can't make a copy of the Surging river spell.'

They’ve grown more since the night of the mating ceremony, and darkened after I healed Tanner from the pain that coursed through his bones. I still hadn’t gotten to the bottom of it, lifting my hands and staring at it as sleep wouldn’t take me. How did I do that? I was cursed and so I barely had any powers a regular Luna had—keen sense of sight, rapid healing, the ability to improve the vitality of a beta or omega, and most importantly I barely had the power of transformation.

“Thank you for the hand, my dear, but I can scratch my own back.” Ever more calmly, Koumori-shishou brought the staff back in front of him and, with a fluid, nonchalant movement of his bare hand, brushed off the knives like they were icicles. The most likely explanation was that he had executed a Freezing Technique but he did it so fast that even Sasha failed to notice. All the three Slayers could see was the illusion of him dusting off Yuriko’s blades.