Cyberpunk Best Mantis Blade Novels & Stories

Wren's POV I stumbled back with a gasp as my head turned black and my vision blurred. My head swivelled from one man to another, looking for an explanation. “I-I don't understand. That knife….” I trailed off, remembering that they weren't aware of the knife I had stolen. Caelum waved a dismissive hand, “Yes, you stole the knife to kill me, blah blah blah.” I threw him an incredulous look, “you knew about it?!”

"You didn't just love me, Jinyan. You used me to stay alive. Every time we touched, every time I felt that rush of connection... I wasn't just giving you my heart. I was giving you my life." He let out a jagged, wet breath. "I wanted to tell you... I tried to find another way. But the Father... he designed me to need you. I am Blade, Panni. And a blade has no light of its own. It only reflects what is poured into it." I felt the resonance in my blood begin to scream. It was a physical pressure behind my eyes, a heat in my palms that felt like molten lead. I was the Battery. My very existence was a power source, a reservoir of light that the Firm had spent fifteen years perfecting.

Blood darkens his fur. He doesn’t make a sound. The cut doesn’t slow him. I duck under a snapping jaw and roll, coming up on one knee with my second blade already up. I strike again. Deeper. Cleaner. This is familiar. The burn in my arms. The narrowing of my vision. The way the rest of the world drops out when my body remembers what it’s for.

The silver hair bloomed under the faint moonlight peeping through the leaves, reflecting pale light like threads of metal. I could not see his face clearly, but the sight of his broad back alone made my breathing hitch slightly. My heart started hammering inside my chest. "Don't fall in love," Moon warned. "I am not," I whispered quickly, though my pulse refused to calm down. My attention immediately shifted to his wound. A dagger had been driven deep into his back shoulder. The blade glinted faintly beneath the moonlight. Even from this distance, I could recognize the dull gray coating along the metal.

The metal of his armor didn't break; it vibrated apart at a molecular level. ​I dove into the fray, my obsidian blade humming with the "Spiral" logic. I didn't fight the Hounds like animals; I fought them like machines. I waited for the "Calculated Pause"—that split-second where the Hound’s processor reset for the next move—and drove my blade into the glowing violet node at the base of its neck. The Hound didn't bleed; it burst into a shower of sparks and black glass, its "soul" returning to the mountain’s central server. ​“They’re trying to separate the twins!” Vaneira screamed from above.

That was how much trust they had on their Tenth Elder, who was given the title of Sword Flash and was renowned as the strongest sword cultivator of Leaf City. Not only them, even the outsiders felt that heaven had finally heard and granted their wishes upon the arrival of Ye Mo, more so since with him was the Ming Yue Sect Saintess and the alchemist Old Woman Xia. “Brother Ye Mo!” Wu Anjian shouted in relief. Fatigue could be seen in his eyes, yet the dignity of a patriarch did not let him openly show his exhaustion on his face. “These beasts are Giant Poison-Sickle Mantis with corrosive properties. Tell your disciples to use fire-attributed attacks or take in detoxification pills before att

A stream of green metal shards spiraled from the ceiling constructing a large mantis like monolith coated with silver and teal colored steel. ‘Your freakin kidding me,” Adrian said. The colossal robotic mantis roared to the sky, extending its pincers to the sides of the cavern. “I really hate Reapers, " Lisa said.

The saber radiance fell down. The surface of the barrier immediately began to ripple like water, and the light rapidly dimmed. After a while, with a bang, the light shield exploded. Caspian let out a muffled groan as a fishy sweetness gushed out of his mouth. But Caspian's eyes became brighter and brighter at this moment. Looking up at the falling saber radiance, Caspian sneered and raised his hand to grab it. "The mantis' arm is like a chariot!" The leader of the cultivators grinned hideously. "Then I'll cut off your arm first and cut you into a stick."

Theraphosa raised her sickled arms to attack Matthew who was closer to her. Matthew just raised his arms to block her sickle and crashed into a wall. It was not visible to others, but Matthew managed to layer his arms with dragon scales so Theraphosa’s sickle did not cut him. Rain was next to confront the spider-woman. She and Rain were caught in a fierce fight. Sounds of metal clashing and sliding against each other were heard multiple times for the next few seconds. “[Imbue: Black Blade], [Imbue: Sharpness], [Imbue: High Poison].” Rain casted multiple spells onto his sword once he got some breathing room. His sword turned into a jet black colour and omnious dark green mist surrounded it.