Call Of The Spear Novels & Stories

That guy was simply too arrogant! The next moment, Caspian stepped forward and waved his arm. A black spear, like a dragon emerging from the sea with a mighty force, crashed onto Weldon. Then, just like the black clouds forming before the rainstorm, everyone around him felt as if their spirits were oppressed, and their blood stopped flowing. "The Firmament's Ghoul-Locker Spear!" Caspian shot his spear out, and the force was terrifying. Crackle and rattle! The icy-blue spear light was smashed to pieces like glass, and they were blown into powder as they were caught in the black shadow of the spear and instantly disappeared.

But everything crumpled down when she found out the truth. This is Dark Hades call. He only comes out when there’s death. He only comes out when there’s evil and blood. Because death and darkness are always the demon’s call.

Just as I turned to leave, a blood-curdling scream echoed behind me. One of my men lay on the ground, lifeless, stabbed to death in the heart by Adrian's silver spear. Adrian wiped sweat from the corner of his lip, taunting, "Going somewhere, Isadora?" With a swift motion, he pulled out a bow and arrows, each tipped with deadly silver.

Damn, he underestimated me! "You fight without your armor. So don't blame me if you get seriously injured later." He smiled as he took out a hell spear. A hell spear with a sharp tip with gold engraving on it, and a bell was wrapped around the hell spear. In hell mythology it is called the death knell. "Are you angry that I killed your sister?" I smirked while looking at him. "Are you angry that I disturbed your lover?" replied Midaz who didn't want to lose to me.

His crazed eyes are trained on me, and my body almost shudders at the lust he doesn’t try to hide. I tighten my hands around my spear. “Don’t come any closer,” I say, my voice coming out more confident than I feel. He merely laughs, shooting a hand outward, and he grabs my upper arm. “It’s easier if you don’t fight me,” he sneers. I grit my teeth and, using all my strength, I drive the sharp end of the spear straight into his foot, making sure it goes through the wooden floor for good measure. He screams in pain. “F**king b*tch! You are going to regret that!”

His muscles strained violently, veins bulging across his arms and neck as he locked the spear in place. "Lyra! Take the core!" Caelum shouted through gritted teeth, his breath turning to ice. Lyra didn't hesitate for a single millisecond. Her golden eyes flared with terrifying, sovereign brilliance. She focused every drop of her royal blood, every ounce of her love for Caelum, and every spark of her divine mana into one, highly concentrated spear of white-gold light. Lyra's battle cry rang out across the northern peaks as she thrust her hand forward and the solar spear went directly through the middle of the Frost Sovereign's chest. Right into the blue crystal core.

Its claws raked through the air, and the ground seemed to shake beneath its movements. Cayla gripped a spear tightly as she charged toward the creature’s flank. She ducked beneath a massive swipe of its arm, narrowly avoiding being crushed. With a strong thrust, she drove the spear into the side of its leg. The spearhead glanced off the stone-like hide, but it did not falter. Her eyes widened, but she did not hesitate. She pulled the spear back, poured more magic into it, and tried again. This time, the spear pierced deeper, sinking into the creature's flesh with a sickening crunch. The beast howled, its leg giving way slightly. That brief moment of weakness gave the warriors an opening.

The spear of doom went to Vicoliz's hand and recharged his lost energy. "You just proved yourself worthy" a voice spoke from the spear. "That spear is mine" Sorex yelled. "Oh no, it's not" Vicoliz yelled back and threw the spear with force at Sorex, piercing him through his abdomen, and cutting through him like butter. And the spear went back to his hand. Vicoliz stamped the spear on the ground and a black hole opened. "Goodbye sucker"........

A strong spear, which was as big as 10,000 meters, burst out from the depths of the ruins. The spear was like a dragon. The tip of the spear was filled with wisps of sharp light. It mercilessly stabbed toward the group of people. "Puff!" Immediately, one warrior after another was pierced through by spear. Not only that, but spear seemed to contain a very domineering devouring power that could refine and devour the bodies and flesh of those martial artists for its own use. "Rumble!" Booms rang out one after another. At this moment, a tall figure was slowly appearing.

Just as his cry rang through the air, he threw the spear at Wilbur. The spear spun as it flew, hurtling toward Wilbur like a ballistic missile. It was an immensely powerful blow that could destroy a mountain.