Executioner's Blade Zabuza Novels & Stories

Immediately, the knife slipped from left to right across Greg’s collar. Logan released the victim’s head, stepped back a few feet while Greg lingered on his knees. The executioner then discharged two rounds in the back of Greg’s skull. Logan repeated the same brutal tactics to Bob careful not to injure the lower parts of his body. Their dead carcasses distributed over the carpet. Large bloodstained disparate in areas.

She started begging him to stop but he didn't. Be a good girl, Amunsa said, voice soft, and dont even think of screaming. That stunt you tried earlier today, I dont want to hear of it again otherwise, the whole world will know that you killed Udansifo in cold blood! Rosela stiffened, her heart melting within her. That was it, the trap used in controlling her. Youre a monster! Better a monster, he said. Than a killer. I hate you as much as I hate your father. But, I find solace in the fact that I can use you.

Bile rose in Lucian's throat because of how worried he was. Even though he wanted to find out who Bellona was working for, his Alpha was more important than that. They could find about about that later, after all, she was locked up in their dungeon. "No need to panic. This dagger would kill an average wolf in an instant but you know this poison can't do much to me, much less kill me" Zephyr said calmly but his appearance said otherwise because he was now paler than usual and his eyes looked dazed. Lucian knew that Zephyr said those words to make him not worry. But how could he not worry when Zephyr looked like he'd collapse in the next second. This particular dagger had no cure so it was an

Cassandra POV "Send her to prison." Those words hit me like a thunderbolt, I stared at the cold face of Brutus in disbelief. Not ready to process what he said just now. I was standing in front of elders, like a culprit. The pack members who always watched me with respect, were glaring at me with disgust in their eyes. "Brutus.. Brutus.." Tears streamed down my eyes. "Believe me, I didn't kill Alpha Bruno." I was repeating it again and again. Dying for his single glance but he was not sparing that with me.

To break through that defence… I need a powerful attack. Yeah… like what she did to me. Sacrificing my swords, I installed a flying Excalibur, the size like what the girl— Kuroyuki Shiroha tried to kill me with. With a sway of my hand, the Excalibur slashes horizontally, cutting all the holograms to half in one go. The rest of the 45 holograms were staying in the same formation, I killed them using the same tactic over and over again, hiding behind my shield.

My father’s agitated voice yelled out to my mother and suddenly I felt a hot slap on my cheek. “What did you do, bastard?!” he snapped at me. Bastard? He has never referred to me as that before. I wanted to speak and tell him that I was not the one who lit the fire. That I did not know how it came to be. That we were dancing and it happened so suddenly. That... But I could not say anything. “Take Zebulun to the dungeon. He is responsible for the death of the Luna Queen.” What? I wanted to yell that I did no such thing.

The minute she is directly in front of me, I jump on her and attack first. As I stab her torso and then her head, I notice something quite strange. She doesn’t bleed red like anything else I have ever known. Instead, it is black, black like her eye sockets and her nonexistence of a soul. If I could describe it, her blood feels like it is cold and wet, but like sludge, because when I insert my knife in, it kind of sits there stuck before I am able to pull it out.

It turned out that all 20 silver bumpers on the front of Black Lightning were long, extremely high-grade Qi swords. Ding Hao held the long sword in his hand, activated his Qi, and made a backhand slash. The massive body of the giant Golden Baboon instantly cleaved into two like a piece of paper. Black Lightning streaked through the gap, and a powerful gale separated the two gigantic halves. Blood splattered like pouring red seawater, dyeing the boundless sea of trees and land red.

They looked around the place, obviously confused. Even though Zayn had made a move earlier, he had done so with his presence fully concealed and did not exude any trace of murderous intent. Hence, everyone at the scene, including Ezra, did not realize that it was Zayn. “What the heck is going on?” “How did the two executioners’ blades get blasted away. What happened? Did someone attack them?” “It can’t be, right? We’re in the headquarters of Sicut In Caelo. Who’d have the audacity to go against Sir Ezra?”

I whispered, looking up. Gabe’s hand flew to the hilt of his blade. From the shadows above, eyes appeared. Red. Dozens of them. We step back. “We were wrong.” Gabe’s voice was grim. My blood ran cold. “Zade didn’t take all his creations to Ashwood.”