Whitebeard Face Blown Off Novels & Stories

An uneasy feeling sweeps over me as I peer back down at my bonetta. “NOW!!” Beard bellows, and his voice rumbles through the palace. I snap my head up, watching in slow motion as he removes the Dagger of Eternal Death from the inside of his boot. He raises his arm and drives it straight into the Dark Oracles' heart. Tyber and Jaja both let a roar rip from their throats as they leave my side and rush for Beard. As a black light rips her chest wide apart, the Dark Oracle cries in anguish, sorrow, and despair. Beard yanks the blade out of her chest and raises it above his head as he faces us. His soulless eyes darken to the severity of an eclipsing moon.

I hit him once, twice, three times in the face, transforming his features into a mass of red and unrecognizable flesh. “Don't ever... mention... her name again,” each word was accompanied by a blow that made his head bounce against the metal of the vehicle. I used my beast's power to boost my muscles, shattering his sternum with a final blow that left him nearly unconscious. His eyes were glassy, fixed on the dark sky, while his breathing became a wet rattle. I stood up, breathing heavily, feeling the power of the beast burning my veins. I wiped the blood from my knuckles on the silk handkerchief I carried in my pocket and looked at one of my men. Pier 4 was in silence, sown with corpses and

“Bella! I am your father, don’t forget! You... you can’t kill me. It’s against the laws of the Goddess!” The White Wolf didn't hesitate. Her first blow landed with a sickening force, her claws furrowing deep into his flesh. They tore through skin and muscle, leaving half of his face a mangled, bleeding ruin. A jagged scream erupted from his throat, echoing through the silent trees.

The boy who had the same face as Maru said waved his hand. “Got you.” a familiar voice sounded behind the boy. “BOOM!” the blood replica of the boy shattered into a thousand pieces. “Why are you still alive?” The Blind Goddess asked in confusion. She should have been feeling ecstatic by now but what she experienced was directly opposite of her expectations.

After that, his blade almost became flashes of light and lightning, as if Ghostface imbued all his power in every attack. Unfortunately, giving his all was pointless. After the last few attacks, Harvey still seemed calm, but Ghostface's face became pale. It was obvious that his core had already been injured, and the damage he suffered was extremely serious. "You just won't do," Harvey sighed after seeing what happened. Then, he threw another punch at Ghostface. Whoosh! Ghostface once again raised the longsword in his hand in a cold expression and slashed. Clang! The moment the blade and fist met, the blade instantly shattered, and Ghostface was thrown into the air…

Corbin's aura suddenly exploded outward. His clothes rippled as if hit by a shockwave, and a confident, forceful smile spread across his face. "Koda, your time is up. Die!" Instead of dodging the heavy blade swinging toward him, he threw a punch straight into it mid-air. With a loud pop, Koda's sword slammed into a massive shield of energy. Koda roared and pressed down with all his strength. The shield burst apart as the blast ripped through the air.

WeiBer Delphin deserves to be considered a hero but unfortunately came at the wrong time. Palomas Blancas bewilderedly adjusted his clothes, looked at León de Fuego's angry face in amazement, and then looked at WeiBer Delphin at the door, his face red with anger. I don't know right now, if I pretended like nothing happened, would anyone believe me? "I beat you to death, you're not as good as an animal." WeiBer Delphin unflinchingly swung the cane at his side.

He stepped inside the demon’s swing, pivoted sharply— And drove his blade upward beneath the general’s armor. The steel stopped just short of Kharvek’s throat. Silence fell instantly. The duel was over. Kharvek froze. Adrian held the blade steady. “Yield,” Adrian said quietly. The demon’s jaw tightened. But he finally lowered his weapon. “I yield.” Adrian stepped back. The court erupted again—some cheering, others murmuring in disbelief. High above them, Vaelreth stood slowly from his throne.

When the winds picked up, the image became obscure, so for a while, all they could see was lights flashing in a storm Am-Heh struck out, all his might in the blow that should have broken the beasts' neck had it been more prominent. An unusually powerful gust caught him, forcing him to the side. The small stagger all Babi needed, and with a wide grin he lifted blade and thrust it into his side. The look on Am-Heh's face could only be described as absolute shock. He glanced down at sword sticking out of his side as his body went slack. The raging winds dying away in an instant and sweeping into the city. They were no longer required here.

Then Ethan brings his fist down, slamming it into the man’s face over and over until complete silence surrounds him. He can’t stop himself. Ethan Pain splinters the back of my head, and I blink, lift my hand to the pain, and wince at the sight of blood on my hands. “What happened?” “You won,” a familiar voice says. Looking to the left, I find Laxus, Elder Raen, Elder Nugyen, and a medic. The medic is practically hiding behind my men, watching me with wide, frightened eyes. “Shit. Did I… Is he dead?”