Dragon's Blade Novels & Stories

She closed her eyes and let out a sigh, she was done. The fight had ended. Timmy Stormblood (two hundred thousand perus) had defeated Deputy Officer Eithne Short-eye (two hundred thousand perus). ... Billy Drakens reached for his swords, Gravemaker and Ritual Warblade. Opposite him was the Deputy Officer Lothar Sun. Bill Drakens was an occasional dual blade weilder, his two swords were both cursed blades. Cursed weapons were told to harbour demons within them, or at least that was what the rumors told.

I chuckle. “What kind of metal should we replace the blade with?" I ask. "Good question. We can't just use any old materials since this sword is going to be magic. If you're wanting to infuse magic in a weapon it's important that the metal used is strong enough to contain said magic," he explains. "So if low-quality materials are used the blade will be ruined once magic is added?" I ask trying to follow along. "Precisely, in this case, we want to use the highest quality materials we can. This is a sword that will face dragons after all. Did you know the best metal to use against dragons is one they produce themselves," he says excitedly.

“You overestimate yourself!” “Do you really think this level of attack can kill us?” “You’re the one who should die!” The three Dragon Kings unleashed their powerful techniques and easily blocked Andrius’ attack. Furthermore, as Andrius was sent flying back, they tacitly unleashed another technique. A strange weapon suddenly appeared in the air, slicing down toward Andrius with a force that could split heaven and earth. It was the ultimate move of the Void Thunder Dragon clan, the Dragon Emperor’s Blade!

After all, Dragon King Bast was still around and Elder Hanuman had yet to show himself. “He truly is a spectacular young man,” Dragon King Bast smiled and said. The Dragon Blade in his hands trembled greatly and occasionally released a feeble roar. It was because of the instability of the Dragon Blade that Dragon King Bast had remained silent. The Dragon Blade was a powerful weapon and it was the only weapon that could contain the power of his Draconian Soul; however, even for such a precious treasure, it wasn’t so easy to stabilize the power of a Dragon. It was taking all his power to keep it stable.

The intense pressure was suffocating them. Subsequently, they saw Lucas hoisting the Dragon Slaying Saber into the air; the saber was giving off a demonic, cold glint. Additionally, the five-clawed dragon carved on the saber’s blade made those who saw it feel as though they were on the 18th level of hell. Before the Undead Skeletal Heavy Swordsmen could recover, Lucas swung the Dragon Slaying Saber downward. An icy beam shot out, following by a slash that appeared to be a dragon!

She opened her mouth all of a sudden, and a sharp blade shot out of her throat in Wilbur's direction. Wilbur turned to the side, grabbing the blade. Upon closer look, it was a flying blade made out of a special aura that was somewhat similar to the power of destruction, yet not entirely the same. Just then, Wilbur's dragon aura sensed another flying blade incoming. He dodged the blade's attack, but the woman seemed to have countless blades that she continued to spit in Wilbur's direction. Wilbur used the dragon aura as a boost, ducking and dodging the blades and successfully avoiding the woman's attacks.

He activated the spiritual energy within him, gathering it on his Thunder Blade. The Thunder Blade gleamed with a cold light, and a crimson hue appeared on the blade. "Crazy Blade Strike!" A sharp and fierce blood-red blade light cut through the air, flashing through the moonlit woods. Just as the blade light was about to touch Sebastian's body, a semi-transparent shield appeared in front of him. Clang! When the blade light struck the shield, the shield dissipated, and the blade light was also neutralized. Sebastian was unharmed, showing no signs of damage.

I muttered. "It's okay to let others take care of you, Superman" she said. The door opened and Luke walked in. His eyes widened when he saw me. "You're awake" he said with a smile on his face. I tried to smile but my face muscles wouldn't cooperate with me. "I'm so glad you survived it" he said. "What exactly was that thing?" I asked. "It's called a dragon blade. It's the only thing that can kill royal faeries" I stared at him, blankly.

He'd lost his wife and his only heir, and hence, promised to wipe out the existence of wolves. Aria stared at the weapon named as Dragon's tail spear. A spear with a pointed blade, resembling a dragon's pointed, scaled tail, made with obsidian rock- also known as hardened lava. Both sides of the blade had pointed teeth. She could imagine the tearing pain emerging from the stab and pull of the blade.