Novel & Cerita Double Sided Scythe

It really is a terrifying—tall and skinny reaper without a face. Its scythe almost got Hessuel. Looking up in the direction of the blizzard, "Tackle with the wind!" I said. The second he maintains a stance on the ground, I blow in the air to change its direction, where Hessuel is facing. So when he jumps, the wind is to his advantage and he catches the reaper to the ground with his claws, biting its scruff. "Hold it!" I ran to snatch its scythe while it's trapped, however, the scythe passed through my hand and I consequently stumbled!

Vayu said. "Is there any plan in mind?" Wilhelmina asked. Lars looked at his Scion friends one by one, then grinned. "None whatsoever." Everyone smiled, and in perfect unison, all of their Scion Weapons materialized. Lars' Celestial Calibur emitted a white light like that of first dawn. Mell's Balor glowed amber and seeped to the ground he stood on. Rachelia's Hellbriar Scythe gleamed a menacing crimson in its blade. Wilhelmina's Cocytus Claws were cold and misty, bringing her own personal winter. Lastly, Vayu's Arcus Ignis enveloped him in all the colors in the world.

“I'll send the message.” He sat on the couch opposite me and placed a napkin under his left arm after disinfecting the knife and rolling up his sleeve. I rolled up my sleeve and kept a napkin under my arm as I stared at him. Tiffany squeezed my hand as he started cutting his arm. I tightened my jaw to stop myself from screaming as I watched a cut appear on my arm. First, it was a straight line and then another straight line. Until I could spell the words, Lady Macbeth.

Kyra's POV Mark's sharp eyes met my casual and smiling ones as he stood in a confident stance, holding his twin swords in each hand. Both swords were the opposite of each other; one was slender and only as wide as two fingers. It was also long, and its tip was as pointed as a nail's. The other one was thicker and wider, almost as wide as two adults' palms placed together. It was shorter, and the tip was blunt. Both weapons might seem different, but they complement each other quite well. The blunt one only makes use of raw strength and defense, while the other focuses more on speed and agility, making it good for offense and support.

Both of them yelled at her. “I’m sorry, I can’t do anything if she has become like this.” Cakra sighed. Cakra spins his scythe and swings it sidewards emitting the grand fire to the duo’s direction Varz unsheathes his sword and swings it to the front splitting the fire into two and dashes to her direction.

One blink it only took, then dark-orange blood started raining over Janshai as the slaughtered beasts scattered on the ground. “What the hell just happened?” Arth shook his head as he stared at the form of the long scythe Janshai was holding. The weapon was mostly black, with glowing red lines and writings marked on the curved blade, making it look more evil and demonic. Janshai just ignored Arth as he wiped the blood on the blade of his scythe. “How did you do that?!” Arth kept on asking. “When you called for your weapon earlier, it just blew me away! It’s like Alice’s staff that appears out of nowhere!”

“Thank you for coming into my life.” Kingsley smiled gently. “Rest now. You need it.” She was so exhausted that she fell asleep almost immediately. Once she was asleep, Kingsley finally allowed himself to breathe. But now that the adrenaline had faded, the pain in his hands became unbearable. The knife had cut deeply into his palms. He quietly treated the wounds himself. Then his mind drifted back to the stick. I hope he survives that, he thought uneasily. My baby and I can’t afford to become killers twice.

Even if they dropped an advanced Source Crystals, the chances of it yielding something valuable were quite low. "Is it because we're in the exploration phase? Ah, who cares?" Victor eagerly picked up the war scythe. [Fine Electric War Scythe (Two-Handed)] [Combat Power +50] [Attacks are imbued with electrical energy, doing extra damage] "Nice." Victor immediately discarded his custom-made saber and shield. Compared to the war scythe, the saber and shield might as well be trash. The war scythe was an impressive ten meters long, matching Victor's height. Grasping it in his hands, he felt like a war god holding an immensely powerful weapon. He looked intimidating.

Debbie chuckled and replied, "Because I'm a killer. Do you have to ask? It's for money, of course." Wilbur was silent. He knew he could not get any information out of her, so he stopped talking. Suddenly, a Death Scythe was formed in her hand. The Death Scythe was huge and menacing. It was ignited in spiritual flames with runes in it. A powerful spiritual pressure instantly spread when the weapon appeared. The Cooks were terrified. They breathed hard and kept backing away. Wilbur frowned and held the historical halberd tightly. Spiritual flames ignited on the historical halberd. However, his spiritual pressure was much weaker than Debbie's.

Shawn said, "unzip his pants." "One of the Black Scorpions quickly undid his button and unzipped his pants, revealing his balls. Shawn walked over to where the weapons were and picked up another knife. He put the blade into the fire for a while. Afterward, he went back to Black Dragon. He took the blade toward his balls as he said, "I won't offer you a second chance." Just before he struck, Black Dragon cried, "I will talk. No please, I will tell you where she is.'