Diablo Chop Saw Blade Novels & Stories

Even the strongest abstruse steel could be easily cut by that blade. Chase channeled the true energy from his core toward the golden blade and swung down hard with it. All it took was one swing for the air to be sliced. "Wow… That's really sharp!" Even Chase could not help breathing in sharply. "Not bad." Chase was impressed. Even though he had not completely grasped the skills of the nether realm, the blade's power was enough to prove how out of this world it was. Now that he possessed the Dragon Teeth Blade, his speed enhanced drastically enough to make up for the weak defense of his physique.

I walk over to the lockers and open in revealing different types of blades. Drop-Point Blade, ,Gut Hook, Sheepsfoot Blade, Clip-point blade the list goes on. My lips curl into a satisfaction smirk as my fingers brushed over the sharp metal. My eyes stopped when the kukri blades caught my eye. The blade was customized black as it had a 90 degree curve, suitable to dig someone's guts out. I took some of the blades and walked over to the beginning level wall, where you practice your aim. I throw the blade and it pierces through the wooden wall as it hit the center. I closed my eyes and let out a breath as I replaced the wooden wall with him standing in the center. I threw the blade and it lande

Bone cracked. "Fuck!" he screamed. "Talk." "I don’t know anything, I swear—" I drove the crowbar into his kneecap. He howled. "Matteo, gag him." Matteo obeyed without a word. A thick cloth was shoved into Jules' mouth. He trembled, eyes wild with fear. I dropped the crowbar and pulled a knife from my belt. The blade gleamed. "You see this? Damascus steel. Custom made. It'll take your skin clean off."

Vincenzo pulled out a white hand towel and cleaned up the blood on the knife before dropping it and picking up another one. My eyes widened a little as I saw the blade in his hands. Spyderco Matriarch. Vincenzo rarely used this blade on anyone because in his words 'he wouldn't waste his favorite blade on mere situations.' The blade was only ever seen when the boss was enraged. And I knew the moment was now. I could see that he was barely controlling his rage.

The six-foot steel blade gleamed under the mist, its hand-filed teeth razor-sharp from Kat's oilstone. David and I took our positions on either side of the trunk. Marcus picked up the double-bitted axe, swinging it with a precise, powerful rhythm to lay a clean, forty-five-degree notch deep into the eastern side of the cedar, pointing the fall toward the timber track. The sweet, sharp scent of fresh cedar sap burst into the damp mountain air with every blow, bright wood chips spraying across the green fern floor. Once the notch was cut three-quarters through, David and I set the long saw blade into the back cut on the western side.

Their low crafting levels made the products too crude to function, and instead, he made them go with the other crafters to grind. Another welcomed addition was a new magical device that the tribe invented, using his concept of making small enchantments and combining them in a complete artifact. The result was the crystal power saw. "Even if it's expensive, i can't say that I'm not satisfied..." The blade was a circular sheet of diamond with little "dents" that worked as the teeth of the saw. It got permanently enchanted with [Enhanced durability] and [Sharpen], so it would be easier to work with wood. A copper rod connected the blade with the "mechanism" inside the wooden frame. It consisted

Shame this was evening happening to me. Unfortunatly, Damon moved to stand beside Ethan. “These are Twisted Blade push daggers. A tri-edge blade that spirals. Also known as a cyclone blade. They insure maximum damage with little effort. When used correctly, it will increase our killing effectiveness by 10%. Your opposite will bleed out before their wolf will be able to heal them.”

Crunch. Rows of deep bite marks appeared instantly on the saber. The creature scrambled up the blade, gnawing its way toward Hayley's hand. Hayley tightened her grip and violently twisted her wrist, spinning herself and the child zombie around in midair several times. Shing! With a sharp flick, the saber vibrated like crashing waves. The ringing blade echoed through the silent hospital hall like a dragon's roar. The shockwave blasted the child zombie away. Before it could recover, the saber fell from above and stabbed straight through its forehead.

Then I grabbed my sheath for my waist and inserted my seven inch parkerized blade. “Holy Moon Goddess! You look like you are going to war.” Rory squealed. I laughed at her energy. I look over at Aiden who is looking at me with some emotion I cannot name. The last thing I grab is my Kukri Machete. It’s eight inches long and completely black. There is only a thin silver lining along the edge. It’s great for combat, but I am going to slice through some of the targets. “Okay, I’m ready.”

A glint of metal caught the light as Spencer produced a sharp blade. “You’re going to regret ever crossing my family,” Spencer vowed, his voice devoid of emotion. With a swift motion, Spencer’s men pinned Chase’s legs to the floor. Chase screamed as Spencer raised the blade, his eyes fixed on the gleaming metal. The blade descended, slicing through fabric and flesh with ease. Chase’s screams turned to agonized wails as his legs were cut off from the knees, blood gushing from the wounds. Spencer stood back, his eyes never leaving Chase’s contorted face.