How Did Hashirama Died Novels & Stories

Jen said. "Here, drink this. And it will help you to consume his body," Ryujin said and gave him a bottle of blood. I don't know where it came from, but I have a bad feeling that Hiro will be put in danger. I ran towards him and pushed his chest. From there, the ghost of the groom came out, and Hiro's body lightened which made Jen and Ryujin weak again. "Got you," I said and choked the spirit. "W-wait! I want to know how I died!" he said while struggling.

The weight of his failure was suffocating. Ichiro’s breath hitched in his throat as he realized he was the only one left standing. In his culture, there was only one path left for him now. Shame burned deep inside him as he slowly pulled his sword from its sheath, preparing to commit harakiri. He knelt on the blood-soaked ground, gripping the sword tightly, positioning it above his stomach. He took a deep breath, steeling himself for what was to come. Just as he was about to plunge the blade into his abdomen, a forceful kick knocked the sword out of his hands.

Did he face her uncle before? “I haven’t told you yet, have I?” Ryuou stated calmly, almost like he had just read Yuri’s mind. He smirked a smirk that made Yuri decide immediately that she didn’t like the look of it. “I’m the one who killed Kenji Kirisawa.” Yuri thought that her heart would stop beating, and her eyes widened a slight fraction. “…what?” * * * * July 2006 Unknown Area There was the sound of a loud bang, before being followed by two crashes, as Kenji Kirisawa had to literally twist his body in several difficult positions to avoid getting cleaved in half by the silver blade of the katana.

He could feel his skin being melted away and the heat was slowly climbing up his limbs. Suddenly a splash of water took out the fire. He wanted to breathe with relief, but the pain was too great. “Please! Let me go,” he sobbed. “I am sorry, I am sorry.” The leader went and stood right behind him. They signalled all the other vigilantes to end Yoshiro’s misery. Four blades plunged into Yoshiro’s chest and his sides simultaneously and he vomited blood. Even after so many injuries, he was still alive. The leader took pity on him and plunged their stiletto directly into Yoshiro’s brain killing him instantly.

Youri had concealed himself in the shadows. Lada’s strength was at the Terra Acme Rank. As she had been by Hirah’s side for a very long time, she knew him well. That was why Youri instructed her to deal the killing blow. At that moment, Hirah was already lying on the ground. He had lost all signs of life. Even his soul was annihilated. No living being could live forever in this world. Even those who possessed strength could only enjoy a longer lifespan.

Suzaku’s cold voice rang in the male martial artist’s ears. This was also the last voice that he heard in his life. Crack! Suzaku tightened her grip and snapped the man’s neck, killing him in an instant. She then threw him to the ground as if he were mere garbage. ‘What?’ Every member of Hydra Group in Phoenix Mount Diner was shocked. ‘What day is today?’ Three bearers of ill luck had come earlier and killed off so many of them to the point that they weren’t able to get their bearings back together, even now. Yet another two, who were much crueler, had arrived and killed someone as soon as they had slight conflict.

Javier then smiled and whispered to Herschel, “There might be more of his men hiding around the area.” Upon seeing Herschel nod his head and gesture that he understood what his instructions were, Javier directly performed seppuku on the man in front of him. “Sorry, but this is the end of the line for you.” Now that their leader was dead, his subordinates tried to reach for their guns. Unfortunately, their movements were obviously not as fluid as Running Man and GTR’s. Thus, the moment they were about to reach for their guns, each and every one of them was shot in the head and sent to the afterlife.

He takes a few steps, stops and returns to Daido. "I'm not done with you," Sasaki said in a sarcastic tone. "What do you want?" Daido said through the pain. "You knew that I will pass here. Who sent you?" "I will never tell." "Your choice, don't say I didn't warn you. I really, don't care," Sasaki was above him. His sword moves high above his head. He thrusts his sword deep into the ground. The man opened his mouth trying to make a sound. There is no sound, only blood that flows in streams. A few moments later, the man dies.

Yang Xiao could not be provoked! In the eyes of all the sorrowful descendants of the Miyamoto family, Miyamoto Tianye raised his sword and stabbed deeply into his abdomen. The wound was so deep that the hilt was almost gone. This was not the end! Cold sweat dripped down Miyamoto Tianye's forehead. The sharp pain made him exceptionally sober. He gritted his teeth and finished the rest of the movements until he completely died in front of everyone. Miyamoto Shinei's eyes were red. "Yang Xiao, our ancestor has committed harakiri. Are you satisfied?"

It had long reached the state where both sides were fighting each other to death. Simultaneously, in the deck of a large ship. A white-haired man in a samurai uniform, two swords hanging from his waist, and clogs on his feet, stood at the bow of the ship. He was staring at the battle on the opposite deck with unblinking eyes. His eyes were tracing the movement of a man on the deck. That man was none other than Ash. “Kenzo-Kun, the most outstanding disciple of your Harusame family, Maru Harusame, died in the hands of that man.”