Executioner's Blade Zabuza Novels & Stories

"I don't have time to play with you. Remember to be a good person in your next life!" As soon as he said that, the Judge's momentum instantly skyrocketed, several orders of magnitude stronger than before. Then, his figure burst out like a cannonball out of its chamber. The Judge moved his wrist, and the Cold Moon Saber drew out countless cold lights in the air, which condensed into an extremely intense net of blades, attacking the Butcher.

Noah, like a little bunny, adorably nibbled on his Caesar salad, trying to come up with a truthful explanation for his actions that wouldn’t include him revealing that he knew the future. “No one can feel the state of someone’s mental power better than an SS-ranked Soother. I’ve already dealt with the Blazer before, and I chose not to knock him out because I felt that doing so would cause catastrophic consequences. This became even clearer to me when I felt the state of the Fluxer’s mental power. One wrong poke into that hornet’s nest would have caused it to completely collapse.”

Aless added. "Alright, you guys will do this, if there is any war that will come up I want every strong warrior to fight off the rogues." Blaze agreed and nodded at Zach who should do a presentation about the rogues that they will have to know their weakness. "I, Zachary Jacobs, the beta will present you the weaknesses of our enemy." Zach said in a stern voice, Blaze choose his best friend to be his beta because he has the qualities to be one even though his cousin wanted so badly to be a beta he decided to be the Zeta which is the generals of their army.

The Cursed Arm flared beneath the robe, the fabric smoking as the heat spiked. "You have the tech!" Jack snarled. "You said you could save her!" "I said I could," the Executor didn't flinch. His eyes behind the rimless glasses were cold, calculating. "I didn't say it was free." He tapped Jack’s cursed arm with the silver skull of his cane.

I launched my torso forward, my boots digging into the slippery, soot-covered steel as the primitive beast beneath my ribs woke up with a cold, calculating fury. The executioner swung his massive blade in a horizontal arc designed to sever my legs at the knee. I bounded over the whistling steel, the sheer heat radiating from the broadsword shaving the tattered hem of my canvas duster. Before his weapon could complete its trajectory, I closed the distance between us, driving the hilt of my tactical knife straight through the center of his jawline. The wet, snapping crunch of fracturing bone echoed sharply over the hiss of the molten iron, but the giant barely blinked.

"Kiba. One badass martial art swordsman" "And lastly...oops that's all for now" Kim chuckled. "This is our three best assassin in the Venom Tract cult group. Katarina has 50 kills with 2 fails. Brute is a human Abbatoir. He tears human limb for limb for the fun. He has 60 kills and just 1 fail. Kiba a very good hand to hand combat expert. Knows 4 different fighting techniques, and to top it up he is an expert in sword fighting." "I didn't sign a death wish" Abel said, taking of his shirt. Exposing the blood dripping sword cut at his back from Kiba. "Did the price on my head go up. Or you all just want me dead quickly."

The two shared a sinister smile and continued their way into Tarwood. After two more days, the Inquisition forces finally arrived at the outskirts of Tarwood. The assassins that were sent have made preparations for their camp. They completed it with only a slight hitch. The assassins informed Abigail that a squad of them had been killed near the road. Abigail examined the bodies and saw their armor sliced open. Such feats against these armors are only possible through Zonian blades. Abigail sneered at the knowledge that William followed them. She and the Inquisitor thought William would be heavily wounded or too tired to follow them back. But they are not surprised, for they know what rage d

For a while, as the vision spun, he wondered what was happening when no sound left his lips until it made a full rotation to see where his body was standing, his head unattached to his neck. Zen didn’t know how powerful his attack would be, so he equipped both daggers and activated Lime just before pairing his attack with the full item buff. Bladeless caused him to do maximum damage, and even without having enough muscles in his scrawny arms, he managed to decapitate the first magician. “Check!” Zen smirked, quickly whistling for Venedict to fetch him now that his mission was complete.

Zane thought as he slice through the giant work with his sharp sword. The War Golem still tries to hold back the worm from passing through the barrier Lucia has made by holding it down. "Lucia! Any time now," Zane said. "It's done!"... " Explosion Technique: Devastating Exploblast!" Lucia shouted! As a huge red beam fires from her staff pointed at the Ver De Terre. "Golem, now!" Zane ordered the golem, and the golem opened the Ver De Terre's mouth, wide open for the Exploblast to shoot inside it and blast a hole in its back, killing it instantly.

Feigning ignorance, he stuttered, "I-I don't know what you're talking about. I'm just an independent immortal from Nautica. I have no knowledge of Scarlet Summit or any such artifact!" The man and woman exchanged sinister smiles before the woman acted without a word. Her fingers morphed into claws, seizing Zachary mid-air with ferocity. Trapped in a nightmare-like grip, Zachary was rendered immobile, his expression twisted in terror. Boom! In an instant, Zachary disintegrated into a mist of blood, devoid of even a cry. His blood dispersed into the air, rather than staining the ground, and the Abyssal Blaze Sword slipped from his grasp.