Naruto Power Of Destruction Fanfiction Novels & Stories

It was too tortuous to have their growing hope extinguished, only to be raised again. "Impossible! I don't believe this..." The Shadow of Destruction, Chu Kuangtu, cried. His whole body was surging with even crazier destructive power, like a huge wave billowing in all directions. It had a kind of annihilating power. It felt like an ancient mountain was weighing down on their hearts, suffocating them. But nothing Chu Kuangtu did seemed to be working. The gray light gate behind Ding Hao released endless gray flames—a natural nemesis of Chu Kuangtu's destructive power. Wherever they passed, Chu Kuangtu's power would melt like snow. He found it almost impossible to hold on.

___________ Warg" Gravity gets higher again. It means another hour passes by. I throw my magma but the fighter easily covers his body by his second power sand. And after I threw another magma and he did cover his body again with his sand power I got irritated and I consecutively threw him magma. But he moves like a tornado and my magma scattered all over the place I smirk we look like in the middle of the volcano. And I really don't mind cause this is my power and even if I covered my body with my power I would never die. But after we did this shit over and over again I feel tired and we have been doing this for almost a day now maybe so I decide to stop and surrender. _____________ Orfeo" T

Katniss asks all at once. That can be the only explanation for everything that happened, but I do not understand the power I have awoken or how to use it. All my life I had thought I would awaken an elemental energy, just like my parents. Not one where my screams could just blow people apart. It does not look like a power someone like me should have. “So?” Katniss still waits for an answer. I nod and sign. ‘I think so.’ Katniss smiles, so wide it takes up half of her face. “That’s a good thing. With that power of yours, no one would ever be able to bully us again and no bounty hunter would stand a chance.”

_*]:min-w-0"> "That's what I've been trying to tell you. My power doesn't wait for conscious control anymore. It just responds to emotions and destroys things." Tears streamed down my face, and each drop that hit the floor created ripples in reality itself. "I'm becoming a natural disaster. And natural disasters can't be reasoned with or loved into stability." _*]:min-w-0"> "So what's the alternative? You isolate yourself and slowly go mad from loneliness while your power consumes you?" _*]:min-w-0">

“This power—it doesn’t belong to you. It never has. You’re nothing more than a pawn in a game far bigger than you can understand.” His words, those cruel, mocking words, pushed me further. His attempt to diminish me only stoked the fire, adding fuel to the raging storm inside me. He had no idea what I was capable of—no idea what I had the potential to become. With a primal scream, I pushed the energy outward, letting it explode in a dazzling burst of light. The trees around us groaned and cracked under the pressure, the earth itself shaking as if it could no longer withstand the weight of my power. The very ground beneath our feet split in places, the dirt and rocks tumbling away, creating f

The impact was brutal, and pain flared through my body as I hit the ground. We struggled to our feet, determined to keep fighting, but Niran stood tall, his power seemingly boundless. “You are strong,” he taunted, his eyes gleaming with madness. “But you lack the conviction to embrace true power. I will show you what it means to be truly strong.” With a howl that shook the very foundations of the forest, Niran channeled all his dark energy into one final attack. The air crackled with malevolence, and the ground quivered beneath us.

But the white power kept me standing, knitting the worst of the internal damage instantly. The Dragon, still amused, shifted its form slightly, causing the ground beneath it to crack. “Pathetic. Your chaos power is too diluted, mortal. The true Destroyer would have at least dented my scales.” It was right. The power of the Immeasurable was a god's power but it was diluted. I looked at the screaming prisoners, their life essence now visibly streaming into the vortex. I had mere minutes before they were all consumed. I dropped my broken sword. I closed my eyes, reaching deep within, My entire body pulsed with an uncontrolled, violent force. The white light that surrounded me grew unstable, cra

As the last Luna descendant, I won't die merely from the magic powers of humans like you,’ I thought, looking at them with pity and an empathetic gaze. "Everyone! Attack her now!" *BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!* Joseph with his fireball, Barrel with his thunderstorm, Nilam with her golden needles, and Gheea prepared to explode me with her windstorm. A mighty explosion engulfed me along with the raging fire. Too bad, I would destroy them after this. Little did they know, as long as I could see the future, all their powers would not affect me. "We did it! We defeated her! We triumphed!"

His eyes widened just a fraction before they closed and he pressed his face into my palm. ‘This might be it.’ Nate opened his eyes, his brow furrowing. “What do you mean?” ‘I lost control. I wanted to hurt you. I…’ Shaking my head, I smiled through my pain. ‘Eros not only pushed me back, but he somehow pulled the entirety of our shared power into him. If it snaps back at full force…’ “It could explode.” He finished for me. “That power being with him might be why you can talk to me like this?”

I bite out harshly. “Oh sweet girl, you are smarter than I imagined. Well, of course, I didn’t expect you to be as dumb as my daughter, Juniper. I like you already.” She tips up my chin, forcing me to look at her. Her long nails on the edge of my jaw makes me grimace in pain. “Don’t touch me!” I waver in anger, the intensity of my Luna powers making her stumble towards the floor, Luna powers are powered by emotions. She stands from the floor, dusting her skirt. “Wow, such great power you have got, darling, after all, if you weren’t suffering from the pain of rejection, that stumble would have been enough to kill me.”