Killua Zoldyck Assassin Mode Novels & Stories

Years of that shaped me into the woman I am now. A killer. An Assassin. A spy. And supposedly now, A pussy who cowers in the sight of a fight. The energy in the gym felt electrified as we all seemed to be on the edge of our seats. Amber leaned over, whispering in my ear, “This is going to be so exciting. We never really get to see them fight. We've seen Lucian fight a few times because he's the gym teacher's little pet. I've heard Cassian and Kael are evenly matched. I don't know what to expect.”

The distinct scent of snakeskin—probably even snakebone mixed in. The moment it hit him, his muscles screamed. Any ordinary Urekai would have collapsed instantly—paralyzed and helpless, but he wasn’t ordinary. Zaiper knew that, hence the overkill. The toxin blend was strong enough to burn the bones of giants. Still, Daemonikai pushed through. With every ounce of dwindling strength, he closed the distance, seized the assassin, and fought. Blinded by pain and rage, he ripped the dagger from the assassin’s belt and plunged it into him. Going for precise, vital points, again and again, until he collapsed—bleeding out and twitching.

The man was smoking a thick stick of cigarette, and he let out a puff of smoke, his voice muffled by the mask. "So you are saying that Ophelia Storm isn't faking her amnesia?" The female nodded, clearing her throat. "Yes, Warrior. I had never seen her that afraid, and her husband believes that her attack was because of him." The man stared into the moonlight for a while, and then turned around, taking slow steps towards the female assassin who held her breath. Gently, he lifted the burning cigarette and pushed the butt into her skin, rolling it around slowly. "If you've made a mistake, and the order is exposed because of you, I will kill you, after I take out your weakness in front of you. W

I said as I gently picked up the knife that had fallen beside me. Before becoming a professional assassin, you must attend several training sessions in order to master all of the techniques that an assassin must know and study, and one of those techniques is that when one area of your body is vulnerable, you must think of another strategy to strike your opponent. "B*tch, don't be too arrogant or you'll end up at Satan's door!" My assailant had laughed at my confidence once more. "Oh please, don't joke about it because you'll regret it, I swear," I said to my assailant, "because you'll be the one to wind up on Satan's doorstep, honey," I said coldly.

At the same time, his right hand unleashed the True-Sun Fist, which surged with the brimming power of energy and blood. Despite being a level one paragon who was using his spiritual pet dragon as a host, Ulva still proved to be no match for Severin. Having patiently worn down his opponent, Ulva seized the chance to close in. He threw a punch that shattered the dragon's body into pieces, destroying what remained of Ulva's soul, thus enabling it to dissipate into the wind. Ulva realized his miscalculation as soon as he faced his demise. His expertise as a gold-medal assassin of Greatflare's Dragnet Association lay in close-combat assassination and evasion. The majority of ordinary foes would s

Nobody knew its members and as such they were invisible,not that if you knew their identity you could still kill them. It is been eight years now since Jared last saw his father "Deathwing" and the only way he could see his father often was if he was efficient as his elder brother, killua. Unlike him, his father gave his elder brother, Killua his first mission when he turned Eight, while him on the other was Twenty already and is just about getting his first mission as a professional potential assasin that he is. He had perfected all the Zoldyk assasin techniques and martial arts such that now, he is invisible to even the best martial artists.

The man mumbled with a hoarse voice, bringing his head down and looking sideways to continue making his list — something he was doing before she showed up. "El Depredador, Sobek Special, Double Clutch sniper guns, El Rubi and Ciervo Macho shutguns as well. I'm hoping you'd have the aforementioned here tonight." She gruffed, dropping a cheque on the table before him. He lifted up his head slowly to take a closer look at her as she drew near to him with those words coming out from a young teenager's lips.

There was a grunt and a thud in front of him and the slave looked up to find Ryedir grappling with another man dressed in faded brown leathers. He caught the glint of a knife in the assailant’s hand and gasped. Ryedir grunted again and managed to grab the hand that held the knife, forcing it back away from his throat. Kari’s heart thumped loudly in his chest as he still struggled to regain his breath. The unknown beta in the room was an assassin! He was trying to kill Lezzker!

Claudia looks concerned, and Eliza smiles and leans in close to explain it better, “Yup, I’m an Assassin. In the Guild, so I only kill the deserving, you’re fine.” Kai laughs and kisses her on the cheek as Ash finishes with the second boot. He stands and helps her to her feet. She walks easily, happy that her balance is still good. She does a couple of test twirls and Ash holds her hips against his. She runs a hand down his side to his hip, and he bites his lip, purring. “Later, I promise.” He nods, grinning.

Yukito said looking at the henchman who is tied up. “Thanks Yuki-ni.” Kazuha said, looking at her school uniform before putting it back on. She then touched the bloodstain cut on it. He even evaded my senses. What kinds of martial arts can even evade my speed? She thought. “That guy is an assassin. And not just any assassin. He’s a Sagemaker.” Xianliang said. “Sagemaker?” Kazuha said.