Novel & Cerita Strike The Blood Volume 1

Bastian knew that this type of bullet was to kill the target in one shot because of its speed and sharpness, which could tear the internal organs of the body. Klang The sound of the bullet being stored in a sterile container At that moment, more blood came out. There was a real haemorrhage. "The blood keeps coming out; it's already 600 cc," Nichol said. "It's 800 cc again." Bastian was really trying hard to concentrate, even though he was really scared. His hands were shaking. Seeing the damage and the uncontrollable bleeding made Bastian even more frightened. "His heart rate is getting weaker," Aline said.

He passes out again and both Veronica and Luis step back. Gavin throws boiling water first and then Hector throws the ice-cold water. “My favorite part love. Are you ready Edward?” She holds the knife again and Luis places his hand around hers. “You have to be super careful of the carotid and jugular arteries here and here. Then the heart too if you go too deep. There is another artery in the abdomen as well but you shouldn’t hit it unless you go too deep.

his voice was barely a whisper. My heart sank. I knew what that meant but I wanted him to say more. “His blood is a very rare one and only 1 out of 10 people have it,” he said, his voice still low, “all my attempts to try and stabilize his body have all been failing. We can’t use random blood because his body would treat it as a danger zone and we might lose him as a result.” His words cut deep into my heart. The thought of losing him? I wasn’t ready to bear it.

)* **New Passive: Hemomancy Vitality** - All blood (ally/enemy) within 50m amplifies healing output by 300%. - User immune to blood-loss effects; converts bleed damage to MP regen (+10,000/sec). **New Active 1: Blood Rain (Lv. MAX)** - **Cost:** 50,000 MP - **Cooldown:** 5 min - **Effect:** Summon corrosive blood rain over 1km AoE (DoT: 5,000 HP/sec for 30 sec; Ignores 90% armor/resists). Allies healed for 50% of enemy damage dealt.

"How much blood?" "Enough to hurt. Not enough to kill me." He saw my expression. "Don't worry. I've done this before. It's going to be painful, but I can handle it." "What if the wards are designed to kill intruders?" "Then we hope I'm fast enough to disarm them before they trigger." He said it casually, but I could see the tension in his shoulders. "This is why vampryes don't usually break into their own family's secured locations. It's considered deeply dishonorable."

“Lab just flagged something. Blood density out of baseline, just like Rafe. Not standard loss. It reads like compression without volume drop.” “Compression how,” Haden asked. “Something inside the blood is missing. A component we don’t have a test for. We call it density for now because they don’t have a better word.” “Drained,” I said. “Not volume,” Ellan said. “Function.” “Drained,” I repeated. He didn’t argue. We held our posts. The Tower’s systems cycled once and reset. The wards rolled a slow pulse through the walls. The city above us slept or pretended to sleep.

A single, tiny bead of dark red blood welled up where the metal touched him. "One twitch," I whispered, leaning down until my breath stirred his hair. "One muscle movement, and I slide this four centimeters to the left. You’ll bleed out on your white carpet in less than forty seconds. Not even your expensive medical team can stitch a severed carotid that fast."

“There was no physical pain from that particular attack, but a gust of cold air was injected right into his heart.” “It wasn’t much, but it steadily slowed down his blood flow.” “The slower the blood flow, the weaker his heart will get.” “I slapped him in the face to enrage him and resist the cold in his heart.” “Then, I poked the spots around his heart where the blood flows to stop anything from flowing, gathering all of the cold air inside his heart in the process.” “Finally, I gave him another slap to make him cough out the blood that was affected by the cold air.”

Heart pounding behind my ribcage like a war drum, and body trembling with both lack of blood and the icy swell of terror. I turn my body so that if he catches me again with his claw the injury will be less devastating and in a place that won’t make me bleed out in seconds. I tense and brace myself for the impact I know will come and close my eyes for a second to will up the internal energy to somehow do this. Sierra was right, the blood loss isn’t rectified, and I can barely pull myself around with efficiency, let alone take on a wolf like him.

The next way is to suck our blood until it runs out, this method only takes half a minute but only Volder who is hundreds of years old can do it. We are not cannibals, young Volder will not be able to drain the blood and strength of an older Volder from him. Like leukemia, the blood that is stronger than it kills the blood that is weak. For our nation blood is more important than oxygen, when our blood reaches the minimum limit our body will enter a 'sleep' phase and the process that must be passed before the sleep phase will be very painful. We have instincts and nerves that are twenty times more sensitive than humans. Every inch of my body knew when Eleanor sucked my blood and I enjoyed it