Chaotic Spear Novels & Stories

"Pathetic and stupid—even Ches was better than you! He at least managed to survive a few blows from me, while you two are just losers who run your mouths! See? Two kicks, and your friend is dead… As for you? Just one slap, and you're already floored!" Lapon's heart could implode from Caleb's look of disdain and mockery. As he kicked down on the floor, he leaped forward, a spear appearing in his hand which he thrusted straight at Caleb! Imbued with bursting Reiki, the shockwave left in its wake tore through everything! "It's the Roaring Tiger!" Grendel exclaimed in shock. "A Noble-grade weapon and an heirloom of House Danmel! Lapon actually brought it with him?!" On top of that, the spear see

I asked, leaning down close to her ear. "This spear is called the Spear of Death because our pack ancestors forged it using pure venomous poisons, One deep pierce straight to the chest will make you beg for death, but it takes ten agonizing days before it finally kills its victim in the worst pain imaginable, i bet you don't want that, do you?" "You... you don't scare me," Kate screamed through clenched teeth, her voice cracking as sweat poured down her forehead. I raised the spear higher, aiming the glowing, poisoned tip directly toward the center of her chest.

As soon as Claude laid his eyes on the spear, he recognized its model. It was a Gladiator Spear, also known as a type of javelin or short spear. Something from the Old World, before Systems and the Tangent's. When man was more often pitted against man than Monster. The spear was jet black and shorter than the stadard spears you see today but the blade was longer-- and thicker. The spear was practical, deadly, and Claude knew it.

Agatha I hear the faint shouts. There was a lot of commotion after the arrow pierced me. I felt my body giving out on me, but I couldn’t let this be the end. I was the last of my bloodline. I had to fight. “Invesio aversum refoveo,” I gasped and looked up and saw Liv holding my chest. She was doing a reversal spell on me. “Liv?” I frown, trying to communicate with her.

Warren was stunned before saying, “Sure. No one wants it anyway. “However, I think that the spear will break in a few moves if you wield it, Kayson. You’re not going to use it to fight against the Cadogans’ Steel Screen man, are you?” Kayson shook his head and said with excitement in his gaze, “Of course not. There’s something I need in the spear! “If I can’t break the Cadogans’ Steel Screen man just by using Heavenless, I believe that what’s contained in this spear will allow me to do that!” Even Warren found it incredulous upon hearing Kayson’s remark. Kayson picked up the aged spear and constantly felt the needle-like sharpness probing at his palm. There was septmetal energy contained in

Without hesitation, he redeemed the Azure Dragon Spear Technique. The Azure Dragon Spear Technique was akin to a mantra or cultivation method, requiring practice to elevate one's level and strength. As Wilbur recited the technique for the first time, an Azure Dragon Spear materialized in his hand. Observing it closely, he noticed the spear was engraved with an Azure Dragon, and its tip was exceptionally sharp.

It was a sharp, black spear that glowed with a black light and emitted a mysterious energy. “This is another Quasi Chaotic Treasure. It’s remarkably powerful and indestructible. I’ll add this to my wager. Whoever beats me can take the spear and shield. These two treasures will be enough to obtain any boons that will appear here.”

She tried again and again, but nothing. "Bhaera, fall back!" Cassius’s command boomed across the field. As she darted back to our position, Cassius gathered his power. A massive spear of pure mana materialized before him and shot forward, silent and lethal, barreling toward the creature's chest. It struck with a concussive force that we felt in the air around us, but no sound. We held our breath. Instead of piercing its hide, the spear simply shattered, dissolving into a thousand fading motes of light.

May Illuminar bless you both, Ale When Seth finished reading, Anthiel pulled the fabric off of the long gift to reveal a stunningly beautiful and deadly-looking spear. The shaft was carved with strange runes, symbols, and shapes that looked vaguely Celtic. The spearhead was about ten inches long and had a long raised rib down the center. At the opposite end was an eight-inch triangular steel spike. The spike had a wicked looking point, which slowly thickened at a long angle. Seth wasn't sure, but he thought that with enough force behind it, that spike would punch through chainmail. The second gift was a war hammer. It looked like a large framing hammer, only with a wicked looking strike face

But her beauty still shone and her curves were affecting him. “Put a knife in me Sacha, I cannot bear this.” Was it his intensions that were making him overheat or was it the wounds. His eyes drifted to her breasts and he loved how firm they looked nestled beneath the cloth of her blouse. He handed her a dagger from his belt. He had better behave himself. If she was not going to leave he needed her trust. She took it, only because it looked interesting. The blade made of two different metals the swirled together and his name etched in the centre. LEGARDE.