Chaotic Spear Novels & Stories

I couldn't tell where my shaking stopped and theirs began. He landed, tucking his wings in tight to his body, his tail swinging around and settling in front of his forelegs. He had talons on his tail too. Three to be exact, three deadly spikes. His roar shook the ground, and we cringed. The pulsing waves of magic made it difficult to stand. I'd never felt magic, but something inborn, deep inside of me, knew it for what it was. I looked sideways at Chersa. Her head tipped downward, tears streaming from her eyes.

He hadn't been planning to fight yet, but the spear had been one step ahead of him and was ready for action. Sacred weapons were different from ordinary ones. It could sense the change in the situation through the energy of its master. "Be careful, ma'am!" Sebastian shouted. He shook the Flamedrake Soul Spear, and a scarlet glow pierced the air and shot forth.

"You should die a thousand deaths for poisoning the minds of goblins and convincing them to act against me. For daring to conspire against me. For touching Scar! What could you possibly say to convince me that you're worth sparing?" "I-I have information," Chants said desperately. "Information about the rebellion. About their plans." Damon knew how angry the goblins who'd fallen in with the rebellion were at how he ruled over his kingdom, His wolf stirred restlessly within him, wanting nothing more than to tear apart this traitorous creature and make Chant pay for what she and her schemes had done to Scar and himself. But somehow he held it in check just long enough to hear what else she had

Arrows, spears, and sharp wooden knives, all required a blade to shape them. She was fresh out. Albian’s wails were almost masked by the sinister laugh of the one called, Vhalos. His voice made her skin crawl and hurried her along. With no better option, she decided to hunt him instead. Evrah crept through the dense vegetation making her way back toward them. It wasn’t long before she spotted a line of soldiers blocking her view. They were death among life.

Only that he did. Heart thundering, he stalked into his war chamber. Castor found him there, standing over the ancient mirror embedded in the floor—a relic passed down by the Alpha Kings, able to show visions when blood was offered. Darian didn’t hesitate. He sliced his palm open with his claw, letting his blood sizzle against the silver runes. “Show me,” he growled. “Show me the one who is mine.” The mirror rippled like disturbed water. Shadows danced across the surface, then cleared.

Without hesitation, I thrust toward one of its limbs, channeling every ounce of strength into the strike. A golden glow erupted along the surface of the spear as it pierced deep into the creature’s flesh. Black blood spilled from the wound. The creature roared furiously before retaliating with another savage swipe of its claws. Using the spear in my hand, I countered immediately. Executing a special spear technique, I spun the spear rapidly. The single spear divided into twelve shimmering copies. Then… Twenty-four. Thirty-six. The countless spears revolved around the creature, forming a unique array that imprisoned it within.

Chase replies. "Do it fast Chase.We can't hold him longer." Chase closes his eyes and mumble some chants whereas I try to use my physical strength to hold his chair on place.My skin burns in the process by the flames erupting from his hairs. "Spear...a spear made up of old oak wood and qoated with the blood of a pure soul."Chase shoutes looking at me.He got the answer from the warlock but how do we get a spear of oak wood and blood of a pure soul when death is dancing upon our heads.

Although she was hindering his ability to sense mana and astra, Leviticus could still perceive what she was trying to do. “[Creation Magic: Titan Spear] [Super Piercing] [Acceleration] [Tornado] Hah!” A giant spear was created out of thin and imbued with multiple buffs. Leviticus threw the spear down at the Kraken. The spear spun from the wind spell and travelled with great speed. The Kraken unleashed its attack as a geyser blasting from its mouth. The geyser was pierced by the spear as it kept going until it impaled the Kraken. The Kraken screamed in pain.

Lejeune and his group were surprised precisely because of those reasons. While everyone was in shock, Severin unleashed his Chaotic Swordshadow, which swiftly cut through the void and struck the God-Killing Spear. The explosion that everyone expected to see did not occur. Rather, the God-Killing Spear was sliced in half by the Chaotic Swordshadow just like a hot knife to butter. Karl's pupils contracted when he saw the destruction of his spiritual treasure. A trace of panic finally appeared on his calm face as he exclaimed, "That can't be possible!" His astonishment was clear for all to see, for his superior-quality spiritual treasure had been destroyed with minimum effort.

I chuckle at the question that was all the similar to Ellies when she first arrived here. "Not usually," I respond. With no further comments from Soren, I watch closely as he pulls a large spear from his bag. The spear is made entirely of dark grey metal, except for the grip that's wrapped in dark blue stained leather with two silver beaded strips hanging from it. On the right side of the spear, below the point, what looks like an ax head stretches out of the metal in the shape of a wing. On the left side is a much smaller blade, curving down.