Blade Skill Oblivion Novels & Stories

The Hobs would have used their numbers and strength to come up with better strategies than what these idiots were doing. How could they just watch as he faced their leader? ‘This works fine for me, though…’ Rey had no intention of wasting time killing them individually. ‘Since I’ve come this far, why not use an S-Tier Skill…?’ The particular Skill he had in mind belonged to a girl he recently had an encounter with. … Belle She was one of the three people in the Class who possessed an S-Tier Skill—besides Rey, of course. And, of all of them, she was the only one who had an attack Skill in the S-Tier.

After a moment’s pause, Daniel clicked Ready. He wasn’t the least bit worried. Adrian had unknowingly made the match harder for himself. Daniel had enabled powerful special abilities—Attack Blow and Defensive Shield. These skills took 15 seconds to load and could only be used once every 15 minutes. But as a high-tier player, Daniel’s skill execution was faster and stronger than any beginner’s would be. The Attack Blow allowed him to deliver a damaging strike without physically using his strength. The system would calculate the hit and apply real damage.

“She does not deserve your mercy!” “…mother…” “Oblivion?” Olivia scoffed and let out a haughty laugh. “You don’t have the power, little girl!” Adolph wasn’t sure what it was, but he felt the air shake. He turned and looked at Nimue. The glow in her eyes had turned dark like obsidian. His sword lifted from the ground and out of its sheathe. The blade glowed bright blue and grew brighter as it aimed at Olivia. In a flash, it shot through the air, tearing through Olivia’s arm like paper.

In his eyes, Barry's Sky Demon Questioning Blade was still a top-tier blade technique. What he did not know was that Barry used this technique with a purpose. The Sky Demon Questioning Blade had two aspects: first, as a sky demon technique, it carried demonic energy that could induce various desires in people's hearts; second, the heart-questioning aspect directly targeted people's inner conflicts.

The air of a Level 5 Novice Stage Battlesoul master was released into his surrounding as he began his attack. The Overlord Sword Emperor flashed as he activated the first soul skill, Gravity Force! It was a skill that allowed Noah to increase or decrease the weight of his sword. Its downsides were its large consumption of Essence and its inability to allow him wield a heavy blade without affecting his movements. To counter these, he had to train to get used to activating the skill for split seconds. The blade in Noah's hand shimmered as he sliced down with power. His target, the lean one of the two assailants, gave a dazed look not expecting to be the object. The man didn't understand. Don't

Brooke pumped and fired again without hesitation, walking the spread along the limb until it recoiled. “Reloading!” she called, already feeding the next shell. “Blade—now!” Gabe shouted. Demonslayer came down in a clean arc and sheared another jaw away. No one paused. No one introduced themselves. The blonde worked with controlled economy. Baton leverage, knife placement, timing. She redirected a living coil into a mooring post, crushed the mouth against iron, then shut it down in two movements. When a ferry passenger slipped toward open water, she caught him by the jacket and turned him aside without breaking rhythm.

Dark energy erupted across the battlefield. But this time, Lyra ran straight into it. She cut through the attack like it was nothing. The creature’s eyes widened in horror. “Impossible!” Lyra jumped high into the air, raising her glowing blade. Her system flashed again. [NEW SKILL AVAILABLE] [SKILL: ABSOLUTE STRIKE] Lyra smiled faintly. “Perfect timing.” She swung the blade downward. A massive arc of energy split the battlefield. The attack slammed into the monster with devastating force. The explosion shook the entire valley. For several seconds, dust covered everything. Then the smoke slowly cleared.

The third was slow and deliberate, but each step was a promise. I reached for the hilt of my blade. The leather grip was worn smooth beneath my fingers, familiar, grounding. I breathed deeply, steadying myself. “You are blind,” Calgorr’s voice rasped. “But fair combat is not sight alone. Skill is knowing your limits, and knowing what remains when they are stripped away.” The champions moved closer. I could hear the rattle of their joints, the creak of bone grinding against bone. My chest throbbed with fear, but my grip did not falter.

given his primordial dependence, and the numerous hours of self training pays off more then well. Taking down opponents as if he'd been given rag dolls to tear apart. His fighting techniques coming naturally and Oh so perfectly. He grips a warrior by his throat and launches him in mid air, kicking him on his ribs as he falls back down. And grabbing him by the arm, slams him on the ground. The dirt under him almost denting in as his body falls. The warrior cries for help as he feels the pain through his spine. Blake shows no mercy, as he bends down and punches him on the face, knocking the so called skillful warrior unconscious.

Especially since he was blind and wouldn't be able to rely on the sense that most predators used primarily. "Brother get up. It is time for you to learn how to hunt and stalk will start today." She said, nudging her brother awake. It took a few more nudges before Oli began to stir, his reddish-brown fur sticking up everywhere. He yawned before perking his ears towards his sister. "You look like a hedgehog." She snickered and he pinned his ears back in embarrassment before licking his fur. "Why am I learning how to stalk and hunt now? I thought I was still too young to hunt my own prey." He asked, curiosity laced within his voice. "You are still too young to hunt your own prey but it won't hu