Naruto Madara Uchiha Quotes Novels & Stories

“Whoever dares to anger my Nara will suffer a terrible plight!” Nara smiled gleefully as she poured herself another glass of red wine and sipped on it.

It is said that in these two moves under the face of Sasuke are rivals. Naruto, the son of the fourth generation of Nolan Magic Academy, the body has all the energy of the king of the demonic beasts Nine Tails, whenever he is emotional or life-threatening, he will unleash part of the energy of the Nine Tails. And these forces are the fourth generation of all their own power to force the seal in Naruto body, so Naruto does not have the dominant right to this energy. Sometimes he even went crazy and hurt people.

“What? Why do I want to do that? I’m a god of war, not an idiot god who has a screw loose in the head like those evil gods such as the god of slaughter, the god of the massacre. Hell, even they didn’t have a self-destructive tendency to destroy themselves and their followers by putting themselves in conflict with a strong god who they fully knew could kill them with one slap. Do I look like a masochist to you?” Mars asks back with a face that has the word “What the hell are you talking about?” over all his faces.

“WHY?! WHY WOULD YOU TRY TO KILL NATAROTH?” “In the past, I used to think I knew everything and that my calculations were infinite. It was only after I no longer felt Nataroth’s protection that I realized that even though we considered ourselves lofty, we were nothing more than specks in the grand scheme of things. I do feel repentant for what I’ve done and if I could take it back, I absolutely do. And I also want to help with whatever I can to save our world.” “Madaline, you cannot be angry. We don’t have a lot of people on our side.”

Vincent felt saddened when he heard her words. At that moment, Mara heaved a long sigh and said, "You could say I've completed my mission by raising you this far. I'll be able to face your parents when I die. However, I want you to buck up. You've still got a long journey ahead of you. I don't want to see you give up because of me, do you understand? "Death isn't scary. What's scary is if I end up becoming the reason you abandon your future. So, listen to me and stay strong. You're going to join Wyvern Peak and become as great and fearless as War Legate Draco.

he quotes. Maddox doesn't say anything for a while. His face is quite uneasy, "Sweet cheeks...are you ready for training today?" He quietly asks. My face hardens, "My mind is telling me that I can kung fu it. In general I'm practically screaming "What the f**k am I actually going to do?" You know what I'm just here, panicking like a crazy maniac." "When are you going to have it?" Maddox asks while he soothingly massages my hands. "I have it in the last period."

"You've got nothing to be worried about. If there's anyone that should be worried here, then it should be the Marauders. They do not have the spirit of oneness that we all have and they are not as strong as we are. A single blow from one of your hands will send them to their death…" "And a Single bang from their talking Machine would send us to our death even before we get the chance to land the punch," one of them chipped in, in an antagonistic manner. I fixed my gaze on him, with my hands clenched into a fist. I was upset that he was trying to thwart my efforts, and yes, he did. "You'll only speak when I ask you to speak, you moron, got it?" I snapped at him without giving it a second thou

“They said they’d free my father if I did this. I had no choice.”Maradona shook her head, her hand pressing against her side, blood seeping through her fingers. “You always have a choice, I course you and your generations to come you python” she said, her voice soft but cutting, even as she sank to her knees.The barrier shimmered and faded, and across the battlefield, I saw him—Kasamaan. His eyes burned with a cold, malevolent fire, his form towering and wrong, like a shadow given flesh. He was so close, within her grasp, but Maradona was fading, her strength draining with every breath.

"What do you think, Mort?" Narco repeated his question to Mort, however, the young boy didn't reply for the second time. "They are not suited for one another." Straightforward, Mort said aloofly and eyed Narco with his pair of emotionless eyes, making the other boy burst out laughing. Reddish pink lips curved, Sumire shifted her gaze to Mort and gave him a sweet smile.

“… Plan A totally failed! It doesn’t look like this dick plans on letting me go.” “No worries,” Nabi says, shaking her index finger in the air, “If plan A fails… that takes us to plan B. Squeeze his dick.” “How are you in Luka’s room?” Tamara yells. “Am I the only one curious about that?” “Tamara, shut up,” Yumeko retorts. I turn towards Yumeko, slowly nodding, “For the first time, thank you, Yumeko. Wait… his dick? Like the THINGY?