Mask Man Sailor Moon Novels & Stories

he added, nodding toward the masked man, “is a demon too.” His smile widened slightly. “And a strong one.” He tilted his head. “So don’t embarrass yourself thinking you can stop him.” Then he turned away and gave the order again, his voice calm but firm. “Go.” ----------- Slyvara’s dark blue energy crackled around her as she planted herself firmly in front of the masked man. “You’ll have to get through me first,” she growled, fists glowing faintly. The masked man didn’t hesitate. He charged, fast and brutal, swinging with a strength that made Slyvara stagger backward. She struck, her fists landing against him, sparks of energy flaring with each hit, but he barely faltered, his movements prec

However, he had to make sure to deliver the news. He didn’t know whether their master might be happy about it – but at least they could have a chance now. “The alpha and luna of the Moon Howlers Pack already arrived, M-Master…” He said using his nervous tone of voice. The masked man – the master of them all – clenched his jaw behind his mask. He wasn’t expecting that the alpha and luna of the said pack would certainly come back this soon. He gripped at his wine glass and threw it on the wall – causing a loud breaking sound of the glass.

“By the way, I forgot something. The total amount of money you lent me doesn’t amount to one hundred million, but I got you 1.6 billion. You earned loads, don’t you think?” Then, she left with a smile and no glance back. … It was still dark outside, and the waves hit the shore. Carol stood on Charmed’s deck and listened to the wind while staring at the crescent moon hanging above the sea. Her smile was long gone. Meanwhile, the man behind her removed the human-skin mask and threw it into the sea. He had a wickedly charming face. His tall nose, thin lips, and almond-shaped eyes made him seem like he was flirting even when he was not talking. He also had shoulder-length hair, which made him lo

Serena's face regained some of its color, and the man's fingertips broke across her cheek and studied it, always thinking there was something familiar about her features, but for a moment he didn't know where he'd seen them before. He frowned and stroked the white wolf's head, remembering carefully for a moment, but still couldn't recall anything. "The situation has stabilized, let's send the humans back." If you look closely, you will see that the man's hands are beautifully long, he is holding a scalpel in his hand, his fingers and belly are full of calluses, it seems that he is a person who often plays with knives, but his face is always under a mask, so it's impossible to see what it loo

“The famous Phantom.” Alexander’s eyes shifted toward Luna slowly. Not fear, not suspicion, just recognition. Now he was finally seeing it. The real her, the operative, the weapon, and the monster beneath the published executive exterior. The masked man continued casually. “You know, your replacement candidates were disappointing.” A shrug. “None of them survived training.” Luna’s heartbeat slowed. Dangerously calm now. Which was always a bad sign. “Who are you?” “You really don’t recognize me?” The man removed one glove slowly. A scar ran across his wrist. A burn mark shaped like a crescent moon.

Even if using half of the power of the Devil Saber, he had enough capability to sweep away all opponents below the God Realm. "It's him?" Mermaid Princess of the Sea Clan glanced at him with her grey eyes, and a trace of surprise flashed through her beautiful eyes. Who the hell was this bronze grimace mask man? With so horrible strength and excellent saber technique, such kind of man was rare to be seen in her life. There was a tribe of saber-armed blackfish living in the Sea Clan, which were all born swordsmen. The strongest one claimed to possess the best saber technique of the Sea Clan, but compared with the bronze grimace mask man, he was still not domineering enough.

They've slayed almost every army in the first group and they were growling victorious, with saliva slipping off their mouths which is making my stomach churn in disgust. Wymond's gonna loss if this continues, he should find their weakness and hit them hard there -wait, where's the masked man? "Hey, it seemed they're being controlled by that guy" Renee tapped my shoulder and pointed at someone. I looked at the direction she was pointing, my eyes landed on a familiar figure, though it's kinda blurry but I still recognize him -it's elder Marshall. "I was right, he's the masked man" I muttered. "You mean that's elder Marshall?" Renee asked, she took a closer look and her eyes grew wide. "It's hi

That hard and complete strength even puts him down as a man who has been practicing martial arts for years! 'You ...' 'Can you beat me?' Cassie smiled faintly. If a group of people came up together to fight her, she might not be able to beat her. One by one, she can definitely do them all. The masked man is still forcing a smiling face, but he smiles very ugly: 'You are cruel … but there are so many of us, can't we still beat you?' 'Don't mention the fight yet, just tell me why you made trouble on the boat today.'

A burly figure appeared, towering with a lion's head on top and draped in a complete lion's skin, wielding a giant ax. His exposed muscles bore numerous scars, making him look anything but friendly. Elara's smile vanished upon seeing him, and she reverted to her proud demeanor. "My affairs are none of your concern, Caspian." This man was no ordinary individual. He was the strongest warrior under Elara, the top warrior of Moon Deity Tribe. He had fought many battles for the tribe, shed blood, and held high prestige. He had the nickname 'Mad Moon'.

I attempted to start walking away, but he held my hand back and said again, "MATE!!" As my heart raced, I saw Mason approaching. "What will Mason do to me?" I panicked internally. "What have I done?" I kept repeating to myself as he drew nearer. When he reached us, I made a little bow, acknowledging his presence. "Sir, sorry, you must be mistaken," Mason said as he got to were we were. "This is a maid of mine, and she is an Omega, so she isn’t qualified to be your Luna Sir." "Sir?" I was surprised that Mason called him "Sir." Did that mean this man really had more power than Mason?