Beetle Blades Novels & Stories

Intervalley, her eyes wandered below to see what was happening. Below, the battle ensued. One of the men somersaulted in the air and slashed off one of the limbs. The beetle swayed his other limb and it connected with his body, causing him to fall to the ground and glide several meters away. The beetle lifted his hind leg to crush him, but his other partner had jumped onto it's back and drove a sword through its head. The second beetle collapsed. And the face-off continued. Now it was three against two.

Samson said. He puts his phone on loud speaker and dropped it on the table to have a feel of the Night blade. Samson stood up and he unsheathed the sword right in front of Alicia who gulped. The handle of the long sword was a wooden-medieval gold cabinet but the blade was stark and stoic. It could cut through any metal, alloid or repel steel attacks plus the enchantments being installed made the sword more distopic.. "Boss, the Night blade should be installed into one of the mechanincal bots being structured here at Boneridge."

' they thought. "You got a problem with that?" Alexander watched their puzzled faces, a slight smile on his lips. He set down his wine glass, stepped forward, and picked up the machete Giano dropped. Gripping the handle in his right hand and pinching the blade with his left thumb and forefinger, he began to apply pressure. Creak, creak! The machete, crafted from a tough alloy, contorted and warped in Alexander's grip. It let out a series of loud, metallic groans until, with a resounding 'bang', it burst into a shower of metal fragments.

Then I grabbed my sheath for my waist and inserted my seven inch parkerized blade. “Holy Moon Goddess! You look like you are going to war.” Rory squealed. I laughed at her energy. I look over at Aiden who is looking at me with some emotion I cannot name. The last thing I grab is my Kukri Machete. It’s eight inches long and completely black. There is only a thin silver lining along the edge. It’s great for combat, but I am going to slice through some of the targets. “Okay, I’m ready.”

Two blades in a sheath. John even got goosebumps, and his hands reached for the blades themselves. His blades! Flawless, perfectly balanced, made of a special alloy, the secret of which only the Coven knew. Jon took out each of the blades and ran his hand over them lovingly, as if they were the most precious thing in his life. The blades were somewhat reminiscent of a Japanese sword - a katana, but slightly different from it. The same narrow and ideal, but still with their own secret, which no one is supposed to know about, except for the Hunter himself.

A mouthful of blood spurted out from Darryl's mouth! "Very interesting." Darryl laughed and climbed to his feet. He held the Blood Drinking Sword tightly and charged forward again! Clang! Clang! Darryl brandished his Blood Drinking Sword and barrelled into the fangs of the two beetles. The carapace of those two beetles was unbreakable; even the Blood Drinking Sword could not pierce through it!

‘I can’t possibly let this beast eat any more lotus plants. I have to get them!’ “How dare you, beast!?” Alex yelled. He stomped harshly on the ground and leaped into the air, lunging towards the black beast in the middle of the pool. In his hand was the Seven Blades of Death, slicing the air with sheer murderous intent as he formed a shield on the beast’s head. Just then, the beast finally realized that there were other strangers around the pool.

My heart pounded with fascination and fear. “Open the bottom of the box too, and you will see. I will explain as long as you don’t let it come near me. You must promise me,” Aziz purred. “It has been a long time since I crossed paths with them. How interesting to find them here. They always find their way to a new owner when the timing is right.” I carefully opened the hidden mechanism and lifted the bottom. Wrapped in silk were crescent-shaped blades with jeweled handles, the same exquisite style, rubies glowing like fire.

It felt cool against her sweaty palm, and she gripped it tighter. A quiet buzzing cut through the night. Lily swallowed hard. Raising the blade, she turned, eyes darting between the trees. Silence. Then – A large, bee-like creature swung at her, heavy wings stirring the cool, still air. Swearing under her breath, Lily ducked. The creature – a bowstring, Lily realised belatedly, her tired brain snapping to life as adrenaline flooded her veins – propelled itself back towards her. She sidestepped it neatly, before spinning on her toes and raising the blade as it through the night once more.

The water around us formally against pressure waves. Each shot torn one of the creepers into pieces, but it were too many. One of the Aale broke through Kael's defensive line and shot right on my face too. I instinctively ripped up the Vibro cutter. The Ungetüm rammed into the high frequency Blade and was slit in length. Cooking hot blood splashed against my sight. “The gears are free!” I cried and hastily wiped the blood from the glass. ‘But the Coupling lever has broken off! I need something solid to contact