Action Ninja World Novels & Stories

When he entered the room initially, he had seen the chair placed there and stood in front of it, but then he didn't know he was a bit far from the chair. He had thought to maintain eye contact with Wilson. To him, that was a way to conceal his fear and to show that he wasn't a bad person, nor was he hiding anything, therefore, there was no reason for him to be afraid. But then truth be told, he was nervous, he knew the severity of things if he gets busted. The vampire ruler would get to know and then he would inform the king of Luna Lands. These were simple customs done to maintain a good relationship between fang city and Luna Lands.

I lost my Luna because of them and now they have to pay the price, even if they are not those specific warriors who made me lose my Luna- I killed those people already and I will continue to kill anyone who tries to remind me of that awful memory . After slaughtering one of my warriors, I went and hunt for other pack's Warriors, together with my best-trained warriors. Killing is my past time and during my hunt, I encounter some of the Red Blood Pack's Warrior. Knowing that they are Uno's servants, I ordered my warriors to kill them. I brought my warriors which I personally trained to kill and not to only protect.

She stood up and took a few steps forward before she noticed the referee standing in front of her and Kaen lying face down on the ground behind him. "AND THE WINNER OF THIS QUARTER FINAL MATCH OF THE NEW WORLD TOURNAMENT IS..." "...NATSUMI FUBUKI" SHIN SEKAI SECRET: Poison is outlawed in the new world tournament because the damage it does cannot be measured visually.

You said I was unfit to be a warrior; prove it. The shock on his face morphed into anger, and he charged towards me like a bloodthirsty bull. I dodged his charging body effortlessly and kicked him in the shin. A strangulated sound left his lips, and as he fell to the ground, it gave him another kick in the jaw. Blood splattered across the floor, and he fell on his face with a thud. Ten seconds. That's all it took to put him down like a dog with a big bark and no bite.

Reyan said as he looked at Tinum who immediately nodded. Tinum’s expression is serious. From Reyan’s words, he can deduce that Reyan is a ruthless person despite Reyan’s smiling face. But, out of respect for them, Reyan didn’t act. “Come out.” Tinum spoke as he looked at the earth. “Earth nymph.” He said. “The earth nymph?” Loheiruchel and Dawey reacted. Even Gie and Mhir. After all, they have met the earth nymph in the Blood Desert in the south of the continent. Why did it travel such a long distance to reach here?

The inspector’s Chinese was a little obscure as he yelled at Harvey. “Otherwise, I’ll kill this old thing!” Harvey narrowed his eyes as he studied the sword in his opponent’s hand, then looked at the shuriken in the throats of the deceased. He now knew the origin of this strange new opponent. Ninja House from Island Nation! Harvey didn’t know why the Ninja House from Island Nation would take action against him. If he had taken over Mordu, at least there would be a reason. But Harvey hadn’t gone there yet, and still some had come to kill him.

Rain said earnestly in the face of the ninja’s suspicion. "Wait while I report this," the ninja, seeing that Rain was just an ordinary person, lowered his guard and turned to go inside. The interior of the Ninja Association was eerily quiet as if no one was there. The ninja entered the main hall and gently knocked on the door, "Mr. Nakamura, I have something to report." "What is it?" The door didn’t open, but a voice came from inside. "A Dragonsland woman has come to the door, claiming to be Blake Frost’s daughter, wanting to take his body back," the ninja reported.

Goodness. He unearthed his crescent-moon blade with its piercing and slizing edges, but perhaps most important, its blocking points, so when wielded by someone meaning to harm him in case they found his weapon, they'd have to be trained to use it. It was the only weapon Iga, an old ninja city, still manufactured. He did it slowly, a warning for her to either run or make the first move. 'Yeah, right.' His wolf snorted. 'What! I could be chivalrous.' He then aimed the blade where she was supposedly hiding.

The rewards given by the shady merchant were crappy, and if it weren’t for the monstrous abilities of these mafia heirs and heiresses, they would not clear the first stage so easily. Zen was just a regular human with no special abilities. His gamer instinct told him that fighting big pink was going to be impossible without a party. Remi and Charlie were non-combatants. Even fighting against regular orange slimes wore them out completely. Zen was their only sword because neither of those teenagers was capable of holding a weapon. At least Zen was familiar with a cooking knife.

“No. People do not age the same way here, in our lair, as they do on the outside. I did ask for youths when possible, that’s true, though I am happy with the others some kingdoms give me, their prisoners. They are strong but need to learn discipline whereas youths must learn everything. I knew it would be quite some time before I was ready to attack, and even with our delayed aging, the younger they were to begin with, the better it would be for our armies.” She was listening and attempting to process what he was saying, but Nya’s mind was preoccupied with other concerns. Namely, Gavin. Whirling around, she took a few quick steps toward Slate. “How do I get down there?” she demanded. “Down t