Dan Machi Wiki Novels & Stories

Malachi was still staring dazedly at the hole in his chest even after Giuseppe pulled out his machete and stepped back to his original spot. Giuseppe laughed scornfully and said, "So this is the standard of Dramon's martial arts? Don't you know how sharp our machetes are? Death is the only mercy you'll get!" Malachi swayed before falling to the ground with a thump.

“Since you are so great, why don’t we have a spar” Mane wanted to spar with Dan? Over the past few weeks, they had sparred a few times. Every time they fought, it was with a handicap. Dan only fought with one arm. He always fought with only his left arm, and never used his right arm or his legs. Mane who knew that Dan was right-handed, was very much aware of the fact that Dan had never fought seriously. It served to reinforce his belief that Dan was a First Generation Mystic Path Warrior who survived the battle against the Winged Serpent. His reasoning was simple.

I groaned as I looked around, trying to determine if I recognized it. Of course, I have no fucking clue where I am. I gripped the handle tighter, taking a defensive stance as a ring of fire surrounded the clearing, trapping me in the middle. “Oh, have I reached the boss level?” I questioned. “SHOW YOURSELF, SHIT WITCH!” I shouted. “That is not my name.” Shit Witch scoffed as the flames parted. “I am Melania, the most powerful witch in the world.” She did a cringy hair flip as she boasted.

However, before he could reach Victor, a tail lashed out from the shadows. Victor wasn't merged with his mech, so of course Windfall wouldn't let other mechs get close to Victor. Bam! Malcolm's mech was sent flying, then rolled on the ground. Fortunately for Malcolm, Windfall didn't hit Malcolm with the flail part of its tail, or Malcolm's mech would have shattered on the spot instead of rolling on the ground. The strength of a Monarch-rank was no joke. However, even without using the flail part, that tail whip almost snapped Malcolm's mech in half.

She raised her other arm and held up her mace. Ragged warcries escaped the throats of the other players in their team as they finally closed the distance. They lost 9 mechs throughout the run, but they finally made it to the trenches where the enemy's ranged superiority ceased to offer a decisive advantage. The enemy team possessed a clear lack of close-ranged fighters. However, a heavy striker appeared before Melinda and fired his over-sized shotgun at her approaching form.