Anti World Noble Phantasm Novels & Stories

Ren had taken those words to heart. The man blinked rapidly before Ren’s words sunk into his head, and he replied, “It was, Ren-sama. But he had the misfortune to run into one of Hati’s Phantoms – their elites.” His eyes narrowed dangerously at the mention of that accursed name. “And the Phantom that he faced was their best by far. Phantom XIII. Hekate.” That was the first time that I’ve heard about the infamous Phantom XIII of Hati, Hekate. And it was also the first time that I even seen the after-effects of her work.

(Lord Vorkhen Snow) It was well known that Many of the old existence in Fantasma or legendary beings such as Alfred the Arch Lich or even Gork’Hum The High Earth Dragon all of them mostly has announced their oath to never intrude in any of the current era scuffles. This was to ensure balances of the world itself, they were an existence that can easily tipped the very balance of the world itself, but in all honesty it was just a simple saying not really reliable, it depends on the individual honesty and honour which was something that the Current Fantasma hasn’t lack of, being a medieval world itself.

“We do not fight for the living.” “You do now,” Aria said. “Because Zane wields death magic. If he wins, your souls won’t rest. He’ll bind them. Forever.” The forest went silent. The Phantom Alpha studied her, then turned to his pack. “If we are to die again,” he said, “let it be for something real.” Then he looked back to Aria. “We will fight.” Bloodhowl gasped when they returned. Phantom wolves walked behind them like drifting smoke.

"I, Skylar Blanc, respectfully greet you, Your Excellency." Archfiend Antigonus acknowledged him and got straight to the point. "See the enchanted barrier around the platform? Break those barriers, then take that mirror out of the Ghost World. When you reach a safe place, I will tell you how to release me from the mirror." "Yes, Your Excellency," Skylar said. He took a deep breath, mobilized the power of the fiend soul, and cast a palm strike at the barrier. With a roar, a crack appeared on the enchanted barrier. He mobilized the power of the fiend soul again in preparation to cast the second palm strike.

[Status] Name: Anthony marc Level:1 AGE: 18 Species: Human (Otherworlder) Titles: Hero Class: None ART: Holy light User (ability to wield all holy magic. Holy and light magic increase levels more easily) Claymore Arts Lvl 1 Hydro Arts Lvl 1 ( water) Pyro Arts Lvl 1 (fire ) Geo Arts Lvl 1 (earth) Anemo Arts Lvl 1 (wind) Light Arts Lvl 1 Language Comprehension Growth After looking at Anthony's status, Ladia and the knights reacted with surprise. " He is only level 1 !?"

A new war god phantom rose behind him, stronger than before. "Warrior's Sacrifice!" Brantley shouted, fully committed. The powerful war god phantom burst into flames. A mysterious force rushed into his body, clashing with the netherflame. Then, it actually started pushing it back. "Netherflame, I sacrificed my war god phantom for this. This means I've destroyed the Martial God Physique I've spent years building. If this doesn't work, I'll lose everything and might never recover. "But if I succeed in taking you, then it's all worth it. With you, rebuilding my Martial God Physique won't be a problem.

Yara looked at the ant, which was as tall as he was, and was speechless when he heard Norm name it 'Little Ant'. "That's how I name all my Nefarious Undead and Dark Beasts. That child and general Nefarious Undead were called Little Boy No. 13 and Little General No. 4," Norm replied matter-of-factly. While they were speaking, Little Ant No. 1 had sped forward to fight the other evil beings. It had the help of Norm's talisman, which boosted its speed, defense, and attack. It was more powerful than the other evil beings. The ant was like a wolf among sheep as it made a killing among them.