Breaker Sword Novels & Stories

He said. Elisia suddenly remembered something. She looked at him intensely. He frowned. "What is it?" "Swordbreaker!" She exclaimed. "What?" He asked, confused. She stood up and then started pacing back and forth. "Swordbreaker was the weapon I used in Acheron. They said it's the most powerful weapon of the Underworld." She answered. Thane's face lit up. Suddenly, he finally felt his heart hoping. For the past years that he had the curse, he only felt anger, disappointment and hopelessness.

But he barely finished when a loud bang struck, and a bolt of dark light hit the mastiff's large head, splitting it into half with blood pouring out and flowing down its torso. Everyone froze. It took a while until everyone recovered from their stupor and looked. A heavily-bearded man, brandishing a sword breaker gleaming with a mysterious dark aura, marched towards them. "Were you the one who killed my pet?!" bellowed the warrior whose pet had just been slaughtered. Lei Bao's lips broke into a smirk, before he vanished into a white dash of light, racing forward with a trail of mirages fluttering behind him. He raised aloft his sword breaker, the Sacred Relic flashing its dark glow dangerous

A gray blade appeared in front of him. Broken Soul Blade had tremendous soul attribute power within. Storm god rank techniques were just far above ultimate god rank techniques, let alone lower ultimate god rank ones! The ghostly sword slashed right at Fane. Fane did not even blink an eye as he pushed forward, shooting out the Broken Soul Blade. Suddenly, the Broken Soul Blade clashed against Brian's technique. With a massive boom, the sinister howling intensified. It sounded like nails running through glass, and quite a few people covered their ears. Suddenly, Brian's technique shattered.

He was feeling the bottleneck loosening and was about to break. ‘Drake, when I break through, I will need you to protect me when the time comes.’ Blake said, letting Drake become his trump card when he breaks through to Holy Lord or Martial Grand Master. ‘Already prepared, I feel it is happening; all you need is a bit more pressure, and here it comes.’ Drake said, and the final blow from Mayou’s sword came with a powerful blow onto Blake’s manifested Qi sword. The shock wave from the two was powerful enough to throw the three men back from each other.

“Kael touched you once, and you carry the imprint of it like a brand. That's not a normal bond response.” “I didn’t choose it,” I repeated. “But it’s real. They all felt it.” His jaw clenched. “That’s what I’m afraid of.” He finally opened the box. Inside was a small obsidian dagger. Ornate, ancient, and glowing faintly along the blade. I took a step back. “This is a Soul-Cleaver,” he said calmly. “Forged during the old wars. Cuts the soul-bond thread between mates. Kills the connection without killing the person.”

the beast said as he broke the sword of a warlord. "Why don't you understand that these weapons are useless because my weakness is not yet born"he said as a warlord slashed him on his face,it healed up in a few seconds. He grabbed the hand of a warlord and threw him towards the remaining warlords causing them to crash to the ground. "Time to join your brother"the beast said as he took up a sword of one of the dead knights ,it glow as it was filled with lightning.

Stop talking. "I will, when I've finished what I have to tell you. Until then, you're going to have to hear me out." he responded, never once breaking eye contact. "I am done with you people manipulating my life to suit you. I am not your toy. I am your son." "That's why we want the best for you." Dami objected, "Gabrielle is not the best for you or this family."

Her sight is not that good already, thanks do their unpleasant laugh she can detect where they are. The cutthroat in the middle of the three yawns, “It's boring. Sigh, you are not in your best condition Crimson Blade. Was it because you are already wounded? But you have just a mere wound. I even brought my troupe to face a high ranker like you. Not to face a weakling version of you. Or was is it because of your beloved weapon are not here with you? Rumor has said that it was the legendary sword that our Shizun especially gave to you. The Black Spring forged by best of the best blacksmith. Or was it because your skills rusted already? You even allowed yourself to be wounded. Anyway, if you ar

Lazily as if all those worried faces were not directed to him, Nicklaus removed his sword too. But unlike Noah’s deadly sword, Nicklaus sword was just the normal sword. It looked weak compared to Noah’s and just one blow and it will break into pieces. The two sword were world apart and this busted ego and hope in Nephus soldiers.

Nearby, several broken blades lay by the side, and he was now gripping yet another blade in his skilled hands. ~SWISH!~ His muscles contracted as he neatly made arcs with his sword. As the air was sliced by his blade, the force exerted made it crack. His muscular body took a few more steps, dancing as he made swings with different styles while applying varying forms of footwork. And then… ~CRACK!~ … His blade shattered once again. “Haaaa… haaa…” Adonis exhaled heavily, his breaths coming out in audible puffs as he tossed aside the broken blade he had been wielding.