Highschool Of The Dead Takashi นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Let’s see… Max was sent out on a mission related to the recovery of Rai, the Lightning Seishin. The details of the mission are classified. During the mission, he came across a group of high school students and abruptly decided to kill them. He almost succeeded in doing just that when he was interrupted by Tamashi Yosha, another high school teen who had managed to create a contract with Rai. Their battle commenced and continued until your arrival on the scene, Madam. After the conclusion of the battle, everyone was transported to the mansion, and Max was placed on lockdown. He is currently refusing to speak.” “Alright, now the report on Tamashi.” “Right… Tamashi Yosha is a 16-year-old high s

Ash says before his expression shifts and he starts digging where Chaksy is probably buried. "Omg Ash what are you doing!" I call out and glance towards the house to see if granny is anywhere in sight. Ash continues to dig. "Aldertree was like a super ultimate dog lover. He told his dog everything and trusted him with whatever. Maybe he still does it. Even in death." After a couple of minutes something that resembles a coffin appears and next to it there is a thick black cube with a chip next to it. " Who would ever suspect a grave? And it's dishonourable to dig out a grave so no one would randomly do it unless they have a reason to. Perfect hiding spot. Fucking bingo." He picks up everythin

“It was his paper for a science fair experiment,” Sasha explained, “the one that got featured on the local news nishikie with Himiko’s portrait. I was finally able to confirm it in the library archives.” “But Tamerlane…” Aki mumbled. She still found it hard to say the name of her father’s murderer. “I know,” Sasha said. “I have a feeling that Tamerlane and the ‘Trailblazer’ are one and the same person.” “I see…” Aki said. “So he was the one who left behind the transcript on Ichi Geki Ken, the One Touch Death Strike.”

He gives me an unreadable stare as if he was thinking about what I had just said. "I am going to kill you all!!!" Tasha screams, scaring me. This wasn't the Tasha I knew, what happened to my best friend. She looked the same but was clearly someone else. “Death to the midnight pack, especially the Primordial named Kaden Delacourt!!!!” She roars, with a sinister smile etched on her lips. I don't understand. Why was she behaving like this? This wasn't Tasha. Without saying anything Zachary delved another red hot rod into Tasha's shoulder, causing her to groan in more pain.

DAWN’S POV I was seated in the throne room, watching as the elders and gammas of my pack whispered among themselves, unable to believe that their alpha was dead. I assured them that he was dead, but they demanded to see his body. "I want to see his body! How can we believe he is dead without seeing his body?" one of the gammas said, with a tinge of desperation in his voice. "You don't need to see his body. Trust me, he's dead," I replied with a cold tone, trying to hide my smile.

Why? "My clues? What the-" "You will know once you have enough authority, level up first" Afterlife is a scam! What peaceful life? They are just forcing her to take up missions, risk safety, battle monsters, and everytime she plans to run away from everything, a hot walking statue would forcefully bring her back, give her armor and things she would need for her mission. This is slavery! All I ever wanted was to know why I died?! Amidst her suffering, A scary and handsome war God dressed himself as a fox like cat and deliberately taunts her and seduces her.

"I hope we all can get along." Ms. Leni smiled. "Thank you, Ginny. Next." Ginny sat down and gazed at her seatmate who looked like a K-pop star because of his milky complexion and hair style. "Hi! My name is Heiji. I know I look like a Korean but I am half Japanese. I don't mind being surrounded by bullies because I can handle them. What I cannot handle are girls who kept bugging me. It came to a point that I chose not to go to school because I find it useless since I can't concentrate with all these girls around me."

" Two more youths entered just then, reciting some strange poetry. However, as if their words were somehow magical, the hall was abruptly silent, and the countless youths, including Tia, Caleb, Fafnir, and Oxley, were staring at them. And yet they continued gliding forward, one of them holding a book while the other a huge paintbrush. "The one with the brush is Yaren Gosling. People call him the death painter, since it's alleged that his paintings kill…" Tia whispered to Caleb, Fafnir, and Oxley as she gave them the details. "And the one with the book is Chuck of the Leafil clan, also known as the Death Scholar! Both of them are close friends, and powerful Haki cultivators at that!"

Takeshi chokes, clawing at his throat, red soaking his shirt. Carlton doesn’t scream or cry like he did when I tortured Kendrick. He observes the scene with a blank expression. Good. He’s learning. Takeshi convulses and goes still on the floor. Dead. I squeeze the dagger handle. I want to torture him. Make his death slow and agonizing. But he’s guarded, so as much as it pains me, justice is served. Two down. Seven more to go. The smell of blood still clings to my coat. I wipe the dagger on the dead man’s sleeve, but the coppery scent refuses to leave.