Ninjago Snake Staff Novels & Stories

The bamboo wiggled itself out from its main body and began taking a more conical shape with dragon markings and a green eye at the center, Rogue clasped it in his left hand and juggled the weight distribution. He turned around to look at the elder, but couldn’t help but chortle at the expression the elder made. “Elder, is there something wrong with my staff?” Rogue asked, squinting his eyes mischievously.

That was not Ryder’s voice. Her eyes snapped open and she struggled to get on her feet, she spun to face the person that had just spoken to her, and found it was not someone she was acquainted with. It was not someone she had ever seen before. The man held a staff in his hand, a wooden staff, with a metal snake slithering along the length of it. The snake had green stones embedded in the head which served as its eyes, and at the very top of the staff sat a huge red stone. Lyra knew immediately that this man was no ordinary person.

A two-headed Mystic Serpent, nourished by the powerful Shadowy Insect, was truly exceptional, akin to a monstrous entity. "Sister, quick, retreat!" Serpent Staff Sister felt the terrifying aura closing in. Her whole body tingled in danger, so she hurriedly issued a warning. "Ah!" With age, her reactions had slowed a bit. She could not dodge in time and could only use her serpent staff in hand to fend off the attack. A direct hit, no suspense. Serpent Staff Granny was sent flying with a resounding thud, her staff made of ultra-high-density alloy also bent.

Casius sent several teams after Kaze, but the latter managed to survive and wipe out the threats against him. “Don’t worry. He may be strong, but my venomous snake staff will be his end.” Granny Snake crackled while shaking her staff. As she waved the crutch around, the king cobra’s head at the end seemed to come to life, its tongue flickering out. “I’ve been around for decades, boy. I can bet I’ve taken many lives with this very staff. “You should be honored to die by this very staff. “Don’t worry. I will release the venom into your mouth. You will lose mobility and die a slow, agonizing death.

he cursed. With that, Ciaran pulled out a finely crafted wooden staff made from Snake Vines, a tool clearly meant as a accompaniment tool to the Soulnascent Tree. It was apparent that Ciaran had kept this for himself, indicating that he had been preying on unsuspecting targets in the market for some time.

Beside the plant there was a small hole which could fit two of Ji Nan's fingers. When he saw the plant Ji Nan rushed with joy oblivious to the danger it was holding. In the hole, a grey and yellow stripped snake laid peacefully. Its head faced the plant as if the yellow leaves were its life source. When it sensed Ji Nan coming closer to it, it opened its red eyes and a slit of killing intent emerged ready to taint the intruder with its venom. Ji Nan went closer. He reached his hand so to uproot the plant needed to save his commander's life, out of the soil. But before he could completely pull it out, he caught a glimpse of an oncoming attack.

My eyes fell to the Creyer that the King didn’t go without. I presumed that his powers also came from that mysterious staff. It glittered despite its dark color. It was because of the diamonds, which were one of the components that the staff was made up of. Well, from what I heard of. “What’s this commotion about?” the King gently asked that it was almost impossible to hear. The two warriors let go of me. I shook my arms once and slightly bowed to him just like the others did. Then I looked at him straight in the eye.

Lucas' shot out a golden aura attack with his eyes, and the Rank 7 gigantic snake with a tiger's tail immediately died on the spot. "The Rank 7 gigantic snake with a tiger's tail was killed off that easily?"

Don’t let him get me to the mat. Jackson and I start slowly for a moment, circling each other, looking for openings, but he strikes quick as a cobra, taking advantage of his larger size and charging for me with a wide swing of his staff. Panicked, I leap to the side with a little yelp, ducking to avoid the sweep of wood that probably would have cracked my skull if it had landed.

His sword sliced through the air, unleashing a powerful force akin to a hundred swords striking the massive stone. The boulder fragmented, yet Kenru stood before me, his back turned. The scent of his masculine presence was unmistakable. "Tigrani's hair is immortal. You don't step this close to snakes," he said, addressing me. He pointed his sword's tip toward the hair strands surrounding my feet. Swiftly, he severed them, then hauled me closer with a powerful pull. His strength was overwhelming, his grip nearly all-encompassing. "How sweet. The bastard of the 9th kingdom, Kenru Zorwig, or should I say Prince Kenru Rousad?"