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he said, nodding towards my battered silver band, "are hard to come by." "My twin and I wear a matching set," I said, spinning it with my thumb. "Why are you telling me this?" "Because you need to know what we can do." He sat up, eyeing me warily. "When I take it off, the world changes. It looks the same, but foggy, and I don't see people anymore, I see their souls. It's a pretty pointless ability really," I said, staring at my hands. "Lills is different though. She closes her eyes and sees the taken. She can interact with them and hear them speak. I can't. The ones I see are just dim reflections. It doesn't have much of an effect on me, but it takes a lot out of her."

He approached Lixien, and looked at her, confused and irritated. Lixien bowed at him before she started explaining, “What happened was, I was having a spar with Dallan and as we finished our spar, I sensed some sort of strange feeling, as if the feeling was pulling me into somewhere very tempting. It was the same feeling. I do not know how it happened but one thing was for sure. The mastermind was made by someone as to control the sword to be a human or that the human went teleported here as a sword. The latter was what we were thinking.” She nodded her head as she finished her words. Vailan let out a deep sigh and told her, “You did well, Empress. Is anyone hurt other than those soldiers?”

The sinister aura was so overwhelming that even the serpent was stunned. Controlling the Soul Devouring Sword, Adrian could sense its newfound power. It had clearly grown stronger after absorbing the essence of the fearsome beast from earlier. The sword’s current strength was on a completely different level. The Soul Devouring Sword was indeed strange as it could autonomously consume the blood and flesh of others. Yet, under Adrian’s control, it was as obedient as a docile pet, showing no resistance whatsoever.

If one did not look closely or missed a sweep from their consciousness, one could end up being ambushed by the attack. However, since Walter had produced his Divine Veins and evolved into a dragon, the sensitivity of his senses and consciousness had also been enhanced to the next level. He sensed the sword auras the moment they appeared. Walter did not change his stance and chose to face the sword auras head-on. “Idiot!” The elder of the Evil Shadow Sect opposite him silently criticized him. He could sense how powerful Chase and his group were as even a stage-three major martial god like him was unable to tell their actual cultivation level.

"Sophie, are you even listening?" "Yes! Of course." A hell of a bloody no; his biceps and broad shoulders were more interesting, though. How would it feel if I ran my hands downward? Would he moan? Sage smirked. "I want you to remember that perhaps the most diverse and exotic types of swords are the Asian swords, which include straight, double-edged Chinese longswords (Jian) and single-edged Chinese sabers (Dao), as well as a myriad of other exotic weapons favored by martial artists the world over. See this?" Sage held the sword like it was his other hand, expertly and effortlessly. Impressive, though. He's been explaining it since forever, which bored her to death, yet all Sophie remembered

Listen carefully! 1. Sakabato ( Rurouni Kenshin ) Sakabato aka the Reverse Eyes Sword is the last sword forged directly by the famous swordsman, Arai Shakku. Unlike the swords that he had created before, designed as tools to take life, Sakabato has a design that deviates from the existing standard. This sword has a sharp part located on the back of the sword so it would not be suitable to be called a killer sword. Instead, Sakabato was asked to be a sacred heirloom to honor the peace brought by the Meiji Era.

The air around him seemed full of static, giving me goosebumps as he approached. A look of anger flashed over his usually mischievous face, then it quickly subsided. He recaptured his emotions neatly, but the tendon sticking out from his hand, tightly gripping his sword, gave him away. A golden current matching the color of his hair and eyes, hovered above his sword. Same like Alistair, it was the first time I witnessed his swordsmanship. A blazing golden energy wrapped around his sword, rattling the air around him. The image was overwhelmingly shocking, but more pressing than that, Alistair suddenly let out a painful groan.

Its owner and the weaver, Swift Indigo, was like a skilled seamstress, as her sword gently pushed towards Black Hand. Black Hand had a look of pure concentration on his face. His eyes were fully focused on the frame of Swift Indigo and her sword. The slender blade of her sword didn’t cause him to feel any comfort in any way. The blade was of a narrower width, but it didn’t destroy its imposing manner in any way. As the weapon approached him, he felt a chill fill his entire being. It wasn’t from fear, but the blade itself!

he whispered as he looked at me and the black spear that was still implanted on his chest. “Cough! Cough!” I coughed hard and tried to soothe my throat with a gentle rub. I raised my head and looked at him who was still standing after that lethal blow. "I was testing, and after the series of clashing I noticed that you are very sensitive on any amount of bloodlust or danger directed at you..." I slowly explained as I tried to get up. "You are a warrior, and an experienced one. Your sense is very sensitive, your foresight and agility are top notch. And the dark holy sword you are using is very sensitive to any spiritual form of negativity and emotions.” I stated and looked at him blankly.

The black and sharp body with the pulsing red blood vessels poured out a stifling pressure on everyone inside the tent. “This sword is named Auros, from both the priestess and the smith that created it. Priestess Aurelia and Smith Rosen were some of the legendary figures from our Blood Wolves clan’s past. The weapons that they create are special, and has never shown any rust even with the passage of time.”