Novel & Cerita Naruto Executioner Blade

“I would love to give out an explanation. I may not know what situation you’re in but darling… I’m good at guessing and plotting. I did not drag you back here for a mere punishment or torture for what you’ve done, it’s simply because you are the destined Luna of this pack.” Silence blocked my throat for minutes, my eyes lowered and shut tightly. “Even if that means you may lose your life? If you continue to keep a blade by your side, I want to know if you’re willing to take the risks and possibilities.” Diego cleared his throat and his hands behind me dropped down to my waist. “I’ve been keeping a deadly weapon by my side all my life. I don’t care if that blade bears the greatest acceptable

But her embrace offered a sliver of solace amidst the chaos, her words a whispered reminder of the grim task that lay before me. "Put them out of their misery, Little Flower," she urged, her voice barely above a whisper. With a heavy heart, I nodded in silent understanding, steeling myself for the gruesome task that awaited. Unsheathing Umbra, my trusted blade, I closed my eyes and let instinct guide my movements. With a swift and merciless stroke, I severed the heads of my fallen comrades, each blow a painful reminder of the lives lost and the innocence shattered. A single tear traced its path down my cheek as I bowed in reverence to their lifeless forms, a silent tribute to their sacrifice

Lucian briefly answered, withholding some information. "Why is he not healing? I need to fully know what happened to him do I can know which treatment I'd give him" Chris instructed sternly. Lucian hesitated for a while, thinking whether to tell him or not. Then he looked at the two nurses who were quick to get the memo and they left. "What was he stabbed with?" Chris pried further. "An enchanted silver dagger" Lucian divulged, earning a gasp from Chris. "That's bad, really bad." Chris chanted, his face showing his worry.

Dre and Kyler looked livid while Xeon looked on, at the other two with an amused smirk plastered on his face. “You murdered them ?” I whispered in shock while I stood beside a huffing and puffing Dre. I did not even need to glance to my side to know that Dre had been the one to blast multiple Ninja Daggers (Kunai) at the corpse’s back in Xeon’s hand.

My back arched as I hit the ground, rolling almost immediately when her leg came forth, ready to stomp me till I couldn’t breathe anymore. “Do you know who I am?” She growled. “I am the only Lady Executioner, the talented and the only one worthy of having Alpha Ryu by my side. You’re not allowed. Keep your hands off of him or face my wrath!” I stood looking at her rapid breathing. She was so powerful her heart couldn’t contain the flow of blood pumping. She had to move with a special material that kept her heart stable, for she would also be a weak Omega if not for her wolf, Bambi the executioner.

I leaped. The Commander never saw me coming. One second he was raising his blade over Ryker. The next, my jaws closed around his throat. He didn't scream. He didn't bleed. He just dissolved—black ash crumbling between my teeth, his empty eyes finally going dark. The Executioners froze. The Old Guard stared. Kael and Ryker lay in the rubble, looking up at me like I was the moon itself. I lifted my head and howled. It wasn't a sound. It was a force. Silver light rippled from my throat in waves, crashing into the Executioner army. They didn't run. They couldn't. The light hit them, and they ceased.

As he passed beneath her guard, he casually flicked his right wrist. SHHHHK. The glowing, monomolecular blade sliced cleanly through the thick, calcified armor plating on Nero’s right thigh as if it were warm butter. Nero shrieked in pain, her massive momentum carrying her forward as her leg gave out. She crashed heavily into the dirt, her hydraulic claw gouging a deep trench in the stone as she fell. "Nero!" Silas yelled. The old Angler didn't hesitate. He leveled his heavy harpoon gun and fired point-blank at the Executioner’s back. The explosive Spire-glass bolt streaked through the air with lethal precision.

The ninja sword, raised high in the air, had been hovering there for a moment, and the others wondered why he was taking so long to behead her. When they marched forward to look, they realized that the executioner who had wielded the sword was now dead! A few centimeters of a short blade was stuck on his forehead, and because the cut wound was so clean, only a very small amount of blood seeped out of the wound and dripped onto the thick white snow, painting it red! While these people were dumbfounded and could not figure out what was going on, they realized that the shuriken that pierced the man’s forehead was surprisingly familiar.

Because of his spy always scolds their transaction and blocks the entry of dollars into the black serpent that they can use that start and overthrow everyone involved. Bang! On the arm, she shot. The blood came out like a faucet. "Madam!" Naruto is the secret agent and reaper. He is the one who works well even without him. "What!?" She was angry that she didn't look back. "That guy is still tough." Naruto kept his face serious. "Yeah! I know. He wants more torturing him! Before speaking." Her voice was high. "Ha-ha..ha.." It was hard to laugh. Because of the blood lost in its body.

“I should be sorry one. My God, it hurts so bad, doesn’t it? Of course, it does. Who did this to you?” “Does that matter?” he surprisingly smiled. “And no, it doesn’t hurt. You’re here right now so no, it doesn’t hurt at all.” Unlike him, I couldn’t smile, tears welling up in my eyes. “What are we going to do Blade? My dad- He- They-” “I know,” he helped say the words I couldn’t bring myself to say, oddly still smiling. “They are going to have me executed. I know.” “What are we going to do? What am I supposed to do, Blade?” I cried out. “Tell me. I can’t live without you, Blade. It hurts so bad and I feel so useless. I feel so powerless and I can’t help but think it’s all my fault.”