Break Blade Manga Novels & Stories

Luna screams as Travis attempts to remove the knife lodged in her shoulder. He glares at Luna with a murderous intent, gripping the blood-smeared knife. Finally summoning her courage, Luna manages to stab Travis's shoulder using a knife she had hidden under the pillow. As Luna suspected, Travis hadn't realized she had hidden two knives earlier as a precaution. Taking advantage of Travis's momentary lapse due to exhaustion from their previous activities, Luna strikes back.

He must have noticed there was only a little left of the scar. I tilted my head up only to find his eyes sparkling in amazement, and I couldn't help a smile from curving on my lips. "This is the magic of mate bond. It's curing the scar every time you touch it." I told him. I read in the book that this kind of wound would quickly heal with a mate's touch. My wolf could do it too, but slower than how his touch did magic on me. He must have learned. Right? "Then my words are true. I must stick to you, so this will completely disappear soon." He brought my hand and pressed a long kiss on my wrist. "Now, little scar, show me the magic." He whispered, but it was an easy catch.

More oddly, not merely was the body of the sword broken. Even the remaining blade, which was attached to the handle, was smooth, but it was also torn and cracked. He could see through the clearly visible crack on its body. Between the cracks, there were only crimson rust-like stains connected, as if it would fall apart at the slightest touch or with a gust of wind. But the power that came out of the broken blade was astonishing. Ding Hao clearly saw that after the blade broke free from the rock, a series of flame-like inscriptions flashed on the broken blade. He soon realized that the red stains, which did not split apart and connected the magic sword, were inscriptions.

’ I added, making her blush. Just then, my phone rang and I pulled it out, frowning down at the number. Janaina… Giving the group a nod and Kiara a tap on the ass, I walked towards the front garden, not wanting anyone to hear the conversation. "Yeah? What’s up?" "I wanted to let you know that I have created the blade. The question is, have you chosen someone to wield it? Remember there is only one chance." She said quietly, I glanced back towards the open front door at Chris and Liam, seeing Liam’s sharp eyes watching me.

Destroying the Void was not weak, but Fane wanted to end things fast, so he chose to use Broken Soul Blade! As Fane started to form seals, a red broken blade appeared in front of him, floating in the air. The broken blade was shrouded in black mist, looking strange and mysterious. Everyone widened their eyes at the sight. Normally, warriors would only use one kind of technique. Even if they have learned a different one, it would be a speed time technique. They would only use one attacking technique.

as he crashed into a pillar and raised his head to look at the beast. Natsu saw the a large blast like that of the last one heading towards him as he held his blade and sent another slash mark. The slash mark helped protect him but it wasn't that effective since it didn't cause any damage to the beast as he panted heavily. Natsu noticed the blade was weak as some part of it fell off. The beast launched another one towards him but the same thing just happened as the sword finally broke. Kaikuh noticed that Natsu didn't want to kill the beast which made her worried as she shouted, "Don't be a fool, you have to kill that beast unless you'll die. It's kill or get killed in this kinda job!!!"

Forms blurred dance—draw, cut, sheath—bodies colliding controlled violence, each brush electric foreplay. Shoji rattled suddenly, splintering shadow-intrusion. Five figures burst ink-black—board rebels, faces twisted vendetta, tanto knives glinting malice under dojo lanterns. Leader snarled Japanese filth, blade arcing Kenji's throat. Time fractured slow-mo: his bokken snapped block, but flanking wolves lunged my blindside.

working. I tried to resist but he started showing an unnatural amount of strength. Holding one of my paws messed up by balance, after all, I still wasn't used to this body. When he had a full grip on it, he pushed me to my surprise. I toppled over and lay flat on my back. It was going to be a struggle to get back on all fours again. Blade eventually gets up on both of his feet. He takes off his torn shirt which still has the claw marks on it. His chest is lean and defined with plump biceps and hard abs. The scratches I gave him earlier rested above his abs and they seemed to be healing themselves. As I struggled to get up, Blade came towards me and it seemed that with every step, his scars s

He activated the spiritual energy within him, gathering it on his Thunder Blade. The Thunder Blade gleamed with a cold light, and a crimson hue appeared on the blade. "Crazy Blade Strike!" A sharp and fierce blood-red blade light cut through the air, flashing through the moonlit woods. Just as the blade light was about to touch Sebastian's body, a semi-transparent shield appeared in front of him. Clang! When the blade light struck the shield, the shield dissipated, and the blade light was also neutralized. Sebastian was unharmed, showing no signs of damage.

Even Rendok, who had commanded the attack, stood frozen, his conviction destroyed, his mind grappling with the reality of their defeat. Blaze lowered his hands, his expression cold and unyielding. He was a force of nature, capable of decimating even the mightiest of foes without breaking a sweat. As Blaze stood amidst the carnage, suddenly Rendok pulled out a silver knife, lunging at Blaze from behind. Blaze, sensing the attack at the last moment, spun around, but not quickly enough. The knife stabbed through his palm, the blade emerging on the other side. Blood spurted from the wound. Gasps echoed through the crowd, faces paling at the sight of Blaze's blood.