Blade And Soul Mmorpg Novels & Stories

Skill Level 1. [Shadow Blade] (Legendary Rank.) Attack power: - 460 All attributes: - +130 Attack speed: - 200 Attacks have 20% chance of dealing 2× damage, having 10%chance of reducing opponent’s damage. Equipment Level: - 53 Levels can be increased by feeding the sword 10 basic equipment’s. (Can be Evolved). Additional skill 1: Doppelgänger. Can create a doppelgänger, and it will have 50% of owner’s attributes. You can control the Doppelgänger. Time limit 1 minute.

The Hollow Blade waited for her there. It was no weapon forged by men, nor a simple vision birthed from fear. It was something etched into the marrow of her existence. A spectral blade with jagged, shifting edges, its body wreathed in whispers that cut deeper than steel. The voice it carried wasn’t one voice, it was many, layered, distorted, yet unified in cruelty. "You think you can wear the crown of Luna? You think your blood is strength, hybrid?" the Blade hissed, circling her in the void-space.

It looked dangerous… sacred… and strangely familiar. “The Blade of Tenebris,” I murmured, recalling the words I’d once tried so hard to forget. “It cuts not flesh, but spirit. A single strike leaves enemies hollow, their will severed. It was quenched in the Void during the First Apex War. Every wielder leaves behind a fragment of their soul.”

The soul blade caught her across the ribs instead. She screamed. The blade cuts through flesh and something deeper. Something essential. "Mother!" Damoew struggled to his feet. Arlene kicked Lyanna aside. The older woman hit the ground and didn't get up. Blood pooled beneath her. "Soul blades cut spirit as well as body," Arlene said conversationally. "She'll die slowly. Painfully. Unless someone with healing magic saves her in the next few minutes." "You—" Jasmina started. Arlene lunged again.

We thought we had killed them all. Rivers of blood soaked the ground and flowed between the trees in the forest south of Scarlet Moon. Torn and broken bodies littered our path as we retreated to the safety of the only pack Sebastian trusted with those most precious to him. We limped through the gates, bloody and battle weary after taking on at least five men a piece. Unbeknownst to us at the time, one man survived, Blue Blade, named for the unique and deadly weapon he wields. He is the one who sends rogues to the border, taunting me, letting me know he is still out there, waiting for me to blink so he can strike.

There wasn’t a soul left alive on that cursed mountain when that sun traveled across the sky that next morning. I traveled from town to town and village to village in those following days, and I watched as soulmates turned into enemies from their bigotry and their hatred. The betrayal of one bond had single-handedly destroyed the bonds for countless other people. The world was torn apart by fighting in and among all clans. I, Mae Shamrock, last of The Sisters of the Path Coven, bore witness to the destruction of the soulmate bond as the Soulmate Covenant was broken in 1850. I knew without a doubt that it would not be returning… UNTIL the world changed its ways…

It seems like Kala has no other way in making Solana give in and talk so he needs her there. "Well? Show me the way," she said to Blade arrogantly. On Blade's side, it is unfair that she gets special treatment from Kala, he understands that she is an asset if he is to wage a war inside the supernatural's border, however, the fact that she is one of them does not cut it.

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.

He was 100 years older than him and although they could live close to 1500 years, he was not sure of finding his soul mate. Another growl from his beta caught his attention. All the chiseled muscles of his body were drawn painfully against the skin. His long blonde hair fell in a wild and furious cascade down his back and face. Drops of blood came from the small self-inflicted wounds on his lip. The open mouth releasing every last ounce of breath and the harshly closed eyes made the alpha uneasy.

43 - When Big Shots have Too Much Time to Spare "The first-ranked assassin Ghost Blade is here!" Hearing that news, Ye Mo did not feel as surprised as he thought he would be. The moment he accepted that Little Yin would be staying with his family, he had long expected something like this to happen.