Nezuko Vs Muzan Novels & Stories

"Even if you defeat me, others will rise. The Eirian will win! Darkness cannot be extinguished so easily." Zeke's gaze remained steadfast, his resolve unyielding. "Darkness may persist, but we will stand against it," he responded, his voice filled with unwavering determination. "We will protect the innocent, we will build a future of peace. Your time is over, Devin." With one final surge of power, Zeke unleashed an onslaught of devastating blows, each strike fueled by the borrowed strength bestowed upon him by the Moon Goddess. The clash of their powers reverberated through the battlefield, shaking the very foundations of their existence.

Nothing could be more painful than to watch one’s mate die in front of him. To watch one’s beloved get torn to pieces without being able to do anything but shed tears. This was Riza Crescent. Rendered immobile by the spell, Luna Riza’s tears were the only telltale sign of her anguish as she watched her husband, her partner, her best friend, and her mate struggle to crawl in her direction. It had only been a couple of minutes, but Alpha Nathan of the Crescent Pack was utterly defeated by Alpha Dylan. Though the former was in his wolf form and the latter was the opposite, it did not hinder Alpha Dylan from severing Alpha Nathan’s limb.

But his nemesis, Miu—the reincarnation of Manager Yamada in a small girl’s body—instantly sensed something was off. “Ooooh~” she dragged the syllable, narrowing her eyes. “Why so sneaky today, Kimura-kun?” Takuto kept his cool. “I’m just strategizing business models. I don’t have time for you.” But Miu tilted her head—and suddenly flicked his bangs upward. “Ah~ So this is what’s going on.” The barely-covered pimple stood exposed in all its glory. The room went quiet for one dramatic second—then exploded.

It was very ruthless and a resolute punishment of Xiaza that she always used to traitors that have the guts to betray her and harm her. The silly zombie also gaze back at her when he notices Xia looking at himself, their gaze clashes bringing an unfamiliar and familiar electricity with each other. The gaze of the two became deep, their eyes never shifting away and the little black iris in the dull eyes of the zombie and the honeyed coloured phoenix eyes of the little girl swirled like a storm as if challenging which one has the strongest and influential gaze that can attract the two of them and will be the first to admit defeat.

He still follows her command. Mizu snickered when her opponent grabs the bat in such ease. In this situation she was not afraid nor scared, instead, she felt excitement. Since then, she already has countless experiences fighting grown-ups. In a reason that her younger peers are always in trouble against this said person. Protecting them is the top priority of her and Kuro. With a twist of her body, she leaps upward and kicked the face of the man holding the bat and in mid-air, she does another turned to double the force holding the bat and strike his head. *thud the man falls down at the same time she landed on the ground.

He was listening to Ivan's delicate little hand pressed into his. "So how does the royal physician get that herb?" He raised his eyebrows and asked. There was a solution. "Only the warlord Muzan can come out from there. He brings the herbs. His sword is so sharp that it moves like lightning. He does not fall into the trap. He can bring. You will die.” Brag said helplessly and looked at Alian.

I can’t believe it… Is Niru dead? The fight between the polymerized form of the beasts and Naran along with the two heavenly beings have come to its conclusion, as the mantis tribe leader, Viscor Mukha claims their triumph after being victorious against Niru. DEOS XII- END

It was very ruthless and a resolute punishment of Xiaza that she always used to traitors that have the guts to betray her and harm her. The silly zombie also gaze back at her when he notices Xia looking at himself, their gaze clashes bringing an unfamiliar and familiar electricity with each other. The gaze of the two became deep, their eyes never shifting away and the little black iris in the dull eyes of the zombie and the honeyed coloured phoenix eyes of the little girl swirled like a storm as if challenging which one has the strongest and influential gaze that can attract the two of them and will be the first to admit defeat.

In the middle, there’s a platform and two figures were fighting fiercely. When we looked closely, my eyes widened when I saw one participant. "Zenon?" Leena and I both uttered, and we looked at each other at the same time. Zenon’s opponent is a powerful weapon summoner. It summons different weapons, but it only summons basic weapons. However, Zenon will most likely win the duel because his opponent was already bruised badly. Well, the fight lasted a few more minutes and of course, Zenon won. Zenon is one of the strongest in this world and his powers are not to be trifled with.

“But I always knew you smelled like shit.” “I’ll turn you to shit,” he snarled and beckoned his men. Then the fight began. Dozens of his men poured from every dark corner, wolves in varying stages of madness. Muzan was at my side the whole time, spinning and snapping and tearing through fur and flesh. My claws split rib cages. My fangs sunk into jugulars. Still, they kept coming. But rage made us faster. Fear made us brutal. When the last body dropped, twitching, and broken, Tony lay in a heap of fur and blood, unmoving. Muzan stood beside me, panting so hard I thought he might collapse.