Best Mantis Blades Novels & Stories

As they were speaking, a vicious Doom Mantis swung down its massive forearm like a guillotine blade over 1,000 feet long. Killing intent, bloody aura, and demonic energy filled the air, making people tremble with fear. Upon seeing that, Chase instantly released his Greedy Wolf Blade. The blade was 1,000 feet long as well, radiating a shimmering green light with killing intent even more intense than the mantis. It was as if the God of Slaughter had descended.

The crowd could feel that the heat and cold had collided while looking at the swords on the stage. “Let me introduce to you the Blaze Wild Sword and the Deadly Glaze Sword. Blaze Wild Sword is a must be suggested for the people who had fire attributes and were accustomed to fire. The Deadly Glaze Sword is for the people who had Ice attributes. These swords are made by a Grade 5 Novice Armament Master.” Lark Oz said while showing them the swords that Luna had made.

"Like a knife sharp enough to cut through a spirit?" Sofia was already filling up her glass again. "Yeah, that would do it. I have no idea where you would get one though. A blade capable of damaging an ethereal creature is extraordinarily rare. They have to be made of a non-Earthly metal, and that stuff is extremely challenging to come by." "The witch had a knife that did that." Sofia's drink paused on the way to her lips. "I seriously hope you stuck it in the Vault." "Uh, no." Mike looked down at his feet. "I left it in the greenhouse. With the Mandragora."

Manta had never received such treatment before. He felt aggrieved and humiliated. “Go to hell!” Manta grabbed the butcher. A rush of energy wrapped around the butcher’s neck, lifting him into the air and strangling him to death. After dealing with this worthless butcher, Manta took the cleaver and quickly returned to the guild. He could not wait to examine the cleaver. Although he did not see how Philip turned the cleaver into a spiritual weapon, he could tell from the remaining aura that the cleaver was extraordinary. Even his weapon was in awe of this cleaver. Manta felt that his weapon was showing signs of submission.

, a hundred blades suddenly elongated into three foot lengths of blue light. “Light sabers!” Jasmine gasped, her eyes enormous. Jayems’ eyes flicked to her briefly. “Energy blades. Blue Death.” He returned his attention to the fray. Faced with a solid wall of lightning, the riders sheered off, shouting blood curdling war cries as they tossed glowing white balls into the mass of soldiers. Unless struck from the air with a sword, dazzling white light exploded where they hit, coating the soldiers with glowing powder. Only one grenade struck, and those soldiers immediately removed from the field.

You did it before when saved Callie, Marie, Emperor, Thorn Rose and of course me* Mangey grunted. “Right Mangey and I can do it again” I said, swinging my X-Blade. I looked at ‘The Captain’ and sees that the limiter was gone “no limiter, The Captain can use any sub weapon and special weapon with no limits, and this fight is just the beginning” I said. I look to see The Captain about to use the special weapon, the Killer Wail, I then threw my X-Blade in the air and open my Splat Brella instantly blocking the Killer Wail’s attack. I then catched my X-Blade *Inkcanius predicted that* Mangey grunted.

She filled them all with mortal dread as she entered her Cyclone Stance and expertly spun around in the middle of them. Her blades followed her as she went, and cut into the terrorists with exacting precision. The Ra’ventrii blade’s razor-thin edges sliced cleanly through their heavy armor and bit deep into the flesh and bone far below. Those around her were almost instantly sliced to ribbons as gouts of blood poured out of their wounds. A few of them made choking sounds as their lives exited their bodies, which began to slowly fall to the ground. It was as though they were gradually realizing just how dead they were.

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.”

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.”

"What do you require from the forge today?" "I need lightweight obsidian blades," I said, walking over to the metal racks and pointing directly to a sheet of dark, refined glass-metal resting near the back. "Forge two light daggers tailored specifically for a human fighter's smaller hand. Design them for maximum speed, sharp leverage, and close-quarters defense." "Obsidian is a dangerously brittle and difficult material to balance for a non-shifter, my Lord," the blacksmith noted, examining the dark sheet carefully. "However, if I temper it with silver alloy, I can make them absolute perfection for her."