Sukuna Cursed Technique Name Novels & Stories

He takes the sword. "No!" I scream but only a whisper escapes my lips. No one hears me. The crowd begins to chant in one voice and one rhythm. "Kill the false Luna. Kill the false Luna." I fall to my knees. My hands reach for something, anything, but the floor beneath me melts into black water. I sink into it, cold swallowing my body inch by inch. My lungs burn. My magic sputters like a dying flame. My wolf howls, thrashes, cries but no one listens.

He walked forward, one hand hidden behind his back. "I’ve got a little surprise for you," he grinned. He raised his gloved hand, revealing a silver dagger. My heart dropped. He grabbed my face with his free hand, his grip rough and cruel. "Luna, I know you can hear me. The Blood Moon is coming, and I need your true form awakened. If you won’t come willingly, I have other means to force you. Until then, your sister and I will have some fun." "Iris, I love you," Lillian whispered through the mental link, her voice shaking.

Her eyes glowed bright silver as she gasped, struggling for air. “Rowan—Kai—it’s pushing too hard. I can’t hold it anymore.” Kai positioned himself behind her, placing a steady hand on her back. “You don’t need to hold it. You just have to breathe. Allow us to ground you.” Rowan took her hands, tilting her chin up. “Look at me, Luna. Concentrate on my voice. Concentrate on us.” She attempted, with all her strength. But another surge hit, more forceful than before. Her aura exploded outward, illuminating the chamber with a blinding flash of moonlight that shook the walls.

Over the years, this very technique had claimed the lives of countless elite warriors from our side. Without hesitation, I activated a top-tier defensive technique that synchronized perfectly with my enchanted armor. A massive sacred fortress materialized around me, its radiant barrier blocking every one of his attacks. “Impossible!” He stared at me in disbelief, shock written plainly across his face. Before he could recover, I activated another technique— A deadly secret art that required my bloodline power as its catalyst. This forbidden technique was known as the Fury of the Thunder God. Although the dark curse placed upon my bloodline prevented me from drawing out its full strength, I co

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?

Hazel commented, linking the state of the corpse to an unorthodox cultivation technique. Unorthodox techniques were also called demonic techniques. Differently from the orthodox ones that used the natural "Breath" of the world to function and emphasized stability, the demonic ones worked through extreme exercises. Lucinda had practiced in one of them in his youth, namely the Forging of Seven Hells. They usually involved sacrifices and dangerous treatments but they also gave fast results. Seeing that Lucinda had absorbed part of the blood of the creature, Hazel could not help but guess that Lucinda cultivated in one of those techniques.

She folded her hands slowly in her lap, her long white hair catching faint shafts of afternoon light. “That is all the spirits have shown me from the past,” she replied gently but firmly. “The debt is deep, and justice demands payment. However… the path can still change. If one among you willingly offers their own life in exchange, the curse may lift without claiming another. Sacrifice has power. But it must be given freely.”

I instructed. We took another turn and found ourselves at a dead end. “Stop right there, Kitsune. Or should I say Yūri Hatake.” an unfamiliar voice called out, followed by the unmistakable click of a gun being cocked. I glanced at Hibiki, who only nodded with his eyes as he stealthily unfastened his belt. “No funny business. Turn around slowly.” the man commanded.

Duncan retorts through the mind link. "Then you should suggest me a perfect name for you other than stupid." I tell him with a smirk. "You are making fun of me now but just wait and watch till we get back to our pack land." By saying this he cuts off the mind link and retreat in the back of my mind. What the hell does he mean by this? I really think that I need a different wolf because this one is messing with my mind.

I asked her right away. She then started chanting: " Through death ... Through life. A cursed one shall go dark. Missing through space. Missing through time. A locked door will be Locked no more. leading to chaos, horror, and blood. And the dark shall bring nothing but doom." "What was that?" I asked her, then she repeated the same while explaining. " Through death ... Through life => Someone who managed to visit both of worlds. A cursed one shall go dark => The same person shall carry a curse, your mate is a curse luna so she's likely to become the dark luna.