Deku Carnage の小説・ストーリー

Finally, in a final display of combined strength and unwavering resolve, Edna, Marcus, and Derek delivered a devastating blow. Edna's silver sword cleaved through the creature's armored hide, severing its connection to the wellspring of darkness that fueled its existence. Marcus, with a thunderous roar, sunk his fangs deep into the creature's flesh, injecting his potent venom that coursed through its veins, paralyzing it with excruciating pain. Derek, his eyes blazing with ethereal fire, unleashed a cataclysmic surge of shadow energy that consumed the weakened foe, rending its very essence apart.

I have no idea. While I was talking to Leana, explaining what had happened, Drake had gone out hunting, bringing back a deer for her. While I’m used to werewolves killing forest creatures, I’m not used the violence that was shown in this carcass. The throat had been ripped out, leaving a gaping wound and nearly decapitating the poor creature.

“What you’re doing won’t do any good, you can’t change him or his ways.” “I’m not planning on it, I’m planning on ending his career as a socio whatever you called him.” Rancid pressed down on the deputy’s neck and choked him. The deputy panicked and pushed back trying to free himself from Rancid’s grip of death. With the strength of three men, Rancid had no problem holding the deputy down placing a knee on his chest to get better position. Once the deputy began to lose consciousness, Rancid leaned down and pressed his fangs into his neck and began to drink.

“Kitten, that’s the best idea you’ve had since you walked through that door.” Dinner passed in silence, despite the fact Luc had grilled damn fine pork chops and brushed them with a delectable maplecranberry glaze. Luc shrugged off the chilled silence. The army had taught Deke to eat anything—mess hall grease, MREs, the side of a raw goat—as long as it kept him alive. Luc’s palette was a bit fussier. And Kimber… The way she darted venomous glares at Deke through the meal told Luc that she and his cousin had exchanged unpleasant words earlier that day.

“Now that Hank's gone, it's rare. We don't have to lose anyone else. If there are other people around, let them know and you'll have to counterattack. And Strybjorn had Haakon Ragnar in charge. "Yeah, that's the best, that's okay." Grim Skull murmured. Ragnar started to advance, but Khel pushed him back. He noticed that the hawk's head was shaking imperceptibly. His anger slowly subsided. Kjell's words seemed to remind him of Strybjorn. He didn't lose another warrior when he became leader, especially when he killed him. He found the idea fun and relaxing. He contented himself with a crazed smile at the Grim Skull. Sven and Strybjorn tied the body to a pole and took it to Russia. Ragnard was

And then— The doors opened. The sound hit her all at once. Roaring. Shouting. The kind of energy that made your chest tighten whether you wanted it to or not. The arena. Mona stepped inside slowly, her senses overwhelmed. The air was thick, heavy with sweat, smoke, and something metallic underneath it all. Blood. Her eyes lifted. Straight to the ring. And then she saw him. Kane. Her breath caught. He looked... different. Bigger somehow. Sharper. The lights above the ring cast harsh shadows across his body, every muscle defined, every movement precise.

Combat erupts immediate, chaotic, visceral. A wave of elite carapace horrors lunges—claws skittering on ice, maws foaming, gravity pockets forming to crush. I counter with **Sanguine Eclipse**—blood ocean manifesting in the cavern ceiling, churning violent red, freezing into billions of crimson shards sharp as judgment. *Ultimate Activated: Planetary AoE – Swarm Debuff eighty percent* Shards rain like hellfire meteor storm—impaling beasts mid-leap, pinning them writhing to walls and floor, ichor spraying black fountains that freeze on contact.

[AZTEC] The nation was busy, everyone was having all eyes on the Franzels and the Marshalls. There were so many things happening at the same time, but none of them could have prepared anyone for the impact that Sandra Franzel had on them all. For starters, she had been the reason Scarlet had been murdered by Aztec, an act that would eventually be investigated, but the chances of the Franzels coming out and saying that their alpha was the one who had murdered their daughter were close to none.