Blade And Sorcery Price Novels & Stories

"Jack wolf, please!" With a surge of adrenaline, Jack Wolf summoned every last ounce of strength. The spear shone brighter, its power surging through him like a river of light. Eryndor's eyes widened in surprise as Jack Wolf's grip tightened, the spear's tip pressing deeper into his chest. The dark magic swirling around him began to falter. Eryndor stood on his ground. The air was electric with the clash of steel and the scent of sweat and blood. Eryndor's Shadowing dagger seemed to dance in the moonlight, its dark blade slicing through the air with a haunting screee-ksss.

the most prestigious shop in the territory. Her eyes locked onto a crystalline magic wand displayed in the center. Its core contained a rare phoenix feather, with moonstone and diamond inlays along the handle. "1.9 million?" Alexander muttered, his face paling at the price tag. The Thorn Pack had been devastated by the territory wars before we took leadership. Even now, after years of recovery under our guidance, we were still rebuilding our resources. Sarah quickly stepped in, playing her part perfectly. "Lily, sweetheart, that's too expensive. Alpha Alex is already so generous to us..."

Some of the more provocative skills and their prices include: Attribute Points: $100,000 each Hand of Arousal: Makes a woman feel horny upon touch by the host. $10 million The scent of Lust: Arouses women with the host's scent. $20 million Endurance God: Allows the host to choose when to climax. $25 million Cum Monster: Enables the host to climax multiple times, ignoring endurance points. $30 million Additionally, there were numerous other abilities like telekinesis and hypnosis, priced at $100 million each.

"One million." A collective gasp sucked the air out of the room. One million credits for a short blade. It was a joke. It was the highest price ever recorded for a ceremonial weapon. Kimberly’s excitement died. Her jaw went slack. Her hands dropped into her lap. She did not have that kind of pocket money. She turned her head slowly. Her eyes locked onto mine. There was pure venom in her stare. Lorde leaned closer to me. His shoulder brushed mine. "Miss Penelope. Please." His voice was a tiny whisper. "People are looking."

the auctioneer began, voice low now, “is known as ‘The Veinpiercer’. It was used to kill the last Alpha—thrice stabbed into his heart under the Blood Moon War. The blade is believed to be cursed... or blessed, depending on who holds it.” Silence. “Starting at $2.5 million.” A hand rose. Another. Then Luthor’s. My heart skipped. “Five million,” he said flatly. Another man, masked in a white Venetian porcelain design, raised his hand slowly. “Six point five,” he called out. Luthor’s gaze narrowed. “Eight million.” The man didn’t blink. “Ten.” My breath caught. The crowd turned their heads. No one else dared. “Thirteen point five,” Luthor said through clenched teeth.

It doesn’t hurt to bring a weapon. “How much is a sword here?” Darrion wondered. “It’s around 1000 silvers for a common one in Aeronvein. Quite much. But that’s because Aeronvein is medicinal kingdom. We focus more on medicine than smithery, so it’s understandably expensive. I kinda remember Mika mentioning something about blacksmith, maybe I should ask her.”

Squinting my eyebrows, I said, “Always had a price? What is the price, how much? How do we quantify the….” She laughed deeply. “It has nothing to the with the physical….I mean in terms of money. The price here is more of a balance. For instance, when a magician casts a spell, let's say one to light a candle, the price such a sorcerer pays is gotten from his energy, the very magic that runs in his veins.” “Interesting.” “Yeah, it is. But it's not always that easy, sometimes the natural energy of a sorcerer isn't enough nor is it required for certain magical acts and in such cases, sacrifices or or use of magical objects will be used, has to be used.”

Then, he said, "I hope Elder Terry can use your Art of Mysterious Armor and Blinding Light as a bet." In that instant, Terry's light flashed with a harsh light. The Art of Mysterious Armor and Blinding Light was one of his famous consummate skills. It went beyond the scope of magic and could be called sorcery. It was a magical skill that increased the cultivator's attack and defense power. As the magical power had both offense and defense, its strength was no less than that of a high-grade spiritual tool when exerted to the fullest. Hence, it could also be seen that today's gambling fight was just a front, and Albert had his eyes on Terry's sorcery.

Adding a little surprise to my expression. He laughed at my act, obviously buying it. “It’s at the bottom of the pyramid. All it does is make the cuts deeper. There’s better stuff when you speak of enchantments” From where I stood, I could see the bald spot on the center of his head. A really aged, short man. “Now I am intrigued. Would I be able to afford such?” “Depends on how much you are willing to pay” I dropped the fairy dust blade “I’m interested in that collection”

So it was that thing that was floating in my vision…“ I just let them be, thinking that I shall give them some time to have their way in that system. Maybe I should go downstairs to see any valuable stuff that I might use. But… for now… maybe I should use a weapon. ”Wai, I want to buy the sacrificial sword“ [Sacrificial sword. A sword that helps the user make a blast that is 10x his normal hit. This would only happen one time for every 25 seconds. It cost 150 harto. You currently have 195 harto. Do you still want to purchase it?]