Naruto Daggers Novelas e Histórias

Jevro asked me. "I don't know. I have never tried to hold another weapon. As you can see, when the power awakened in my body, it suddenly came out of my hands." I answered him while taking out the two daggers from my hands. These two daggers have different appearances. One has a slightly curved tip with two waves on the blade. The other one was straight although the blade had three short fangs facing my hands. When I first saw the appearance of my two daggers, I could tell that they were not made on earth. I also don't know what effect they have when they hit the monster.

She asked, her voice shaking. I smiled and looked up at Callum who smiled a little. “Why?” I asked. “It’s creepy out here, Luna,” she whispered, and neither of us could barely hear her voice. “What if they’re watching us?” She asked, looking scared. Callum’s lips moved, he was laughing or so it seemed. He looked at the both of us gently. “They would be fools to try anything with me here,” he said, as he slowly raised his shirt, showing us the bunch of silver coated daggers he carried along, most of the daggers were coated with silver and poison, one stab could end any of the rogue’s life.

It was a thrilling experience. Mira held dual daggers with a crimson gem on the hilt, her signature weapons. It didn't take a genius to figure out that someone forged the daggers with pure silver. When rogues could not defeat more formidable opponents, they turned to weapons. Mira's daggers had tasted more blood than any other blade that had ever been made.

I could already imagine the look of fear in Alpha Asher's eyes as I wielded this deadly tool. I selected a few more daggers, each one as deadly as the last. I couldn't wait to test them out in battle. A mental note of thrusting it against Asher's belly crossed my mind. I couldn’t wait to see the pain in his eyes when I dealt with him and vent my spleen that I had been saving for a very long time now. As I walked back to my room, I held the case containing the daggers tightly in my hand. It was a black case, with a silver lock on the front. The case was made of leather and was very sturdy, able to protect the daggers inside from any damage.

No one. He was ready for me. He blocked my attack and gave me a kick at my injured side. I doubled over but retaliated with my claws out. I aimed for his neck and saw that he had a two small daggers with him too. They were also made of silver. I blocked my blows and tried to land a few on me too, directing his knifes at my heart. He was fighting with the intent to kill. I didn’t relent too, I aimed to end his life too.

*TIINK* *TIINK* *THUNK* Three different daggers, same location. Mane was surprised by the accuracy of their strikes, for each tossed dagger struck the same section of his neck, and the last one created a dent in his diamond body. Mane swiftly performed a sweeping kick, forcing the assassins to abandon their pursuit and seek solace in the sky. Then he flipped back up; but there was one who had been lying in wait. Once Mane’s back was presented to him, he struck.

he hisses, his voice a chilling whisper carried by the wind. Sarah knew she has no choice but to fight once more. She draw her concealed dagger from her bloodied cross bag, her hand trembling slightly. The ninjas who climbed the pine trees are really fast. However, with a fluid grace that belied their intent of killing her, she evades their makabishi and shuriken. Though they missed their aim, they continue to lunge towards her. Surprisingly, she dodged, her reflexes honed by years of training.

“This is going to get bloody.” Tate lunged, slashing vertically with both daggers. Danial sidestepped, narrowly avoiding the strike, and countered with a powerful punch aimed at Tate’s midsection. Tate twisted away, slashing downward with both blades. Danial crossed his arms to block, the daggers clanging against his bronze forearms. The sound reverberated through the arena. Tate’s eyes widened. “Impossible. These daggers can pierce steel!” Danial smirked. “Looks like they’ll need an upgrade.”

Because what I know is that when you say you buy things on the black market, the prices are millions in the earth! But based on what happened today, as I was looking at the diary pages. It seems that these are not the original copies, instead it was copied from the original source. Because at the end of the page there is a number written, like when you do research. These diary pages must be from those researchers trying to crack the symbols. Inside the pouch bag was exactly 500 Nars, perfect for buying the said blessed weapon. Why I give it to Zen is because he wants to buy and use it. Zen doesn't seem to be a mage nor a magician, instead he uses aura to control and enhance his daggers.

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h