Novel & Cerita Elden Ring Rivers Of Blood Katana

He turned his gaze and saw Alucard swinging his sword against him. "You pest! Just die already! " Leomord angrily blocked Alucard with his left arm. He created his own sword out of thin air to counter Alucard. Galatrina and Alucard worked together to weaken Leomord. While Leomord blocked Alucard's attack, numerous sword strike is released pushing Leomord into a corner. Galatrina emerges at the back of Leomord swinging her sword to injure Leomord's back.

Amelia POV The pain of the dragon monster's bite was crippling my leg. Ying was flying over and closing in on us, as Verena stood mere inches from me. Now was my chance. As I was about to stab her, additional commotion broke out behind me, and soon, her dragon monsters multiplied. There were at least two dozen of them, appearing out of thin air almost, stalking me from behind. Ying was flying low, and next thing I knew, Lord Wong jumped in the disarray of this situation, pulling the dragon like a monster off my leg, injuring it with his sword. Verena hissed at this intrusion, and for a second her focus was on him, her aura lifted off me a little and I used it to plunge the Elven blade into h

' I sat upright when I heard Raja's voice in mind. 'Where are you? I thought you already can come out physically?' 'I can't just stay out all the time, can I? Look at your necklace, my lady.' I touched my neck and looked down when I felt something thin all over it. It is a small dragon pendant with a little diamond at the center that has a glowing yellow orange stone that looks like a burning liquid... a lava. 'I don't remember having this necklace. Where did I got this?'

Marcel pulls out a silver blade, pinches it between his thumb and pointer finger, then whips it across my abdomen. Payna’s scream rips through my ears. Marcel’s shouting can just barely be heard over him bellowing, “Brea! Now!” My back slaps hard against the dirt, and wind pushes through my chest until my lungs are completely empty. “Kate!” Riven is leaning over me, his hand settles on the gooey blood oozing from my wound. Damn it. Silver. My eyes flutter shut. - Riven Kate’s blood gushes between my fingers.

I twisted the dagger into its skull, satisfied by the cracking sound that I heard. The beast was screaming now, and it was doing everything to turn around and grab me, but I wasn't going to allow any of that. I continued to drive the knife deeper and deeper until the only thing left to be seen was the hit of the blade which was bedecked with its blood.

“What will you choose?” I walk along the wall, knowing exactly what I’m after, and proceed to take a katana down from the wall. Traditionally, katanas are forged using Tamahagane, but this particular sword is forged using bloodstone, a specific gemstone that upon contact, can weaken any sanguidae. It’s also the only substance that can kill them. To successfully kill a sanguidae one must cut out their heart using bloodstone, as it stops the heart from regenerating.

he shouts, his voice sharp and commanding. I drop to the ground, my heart racing as I watch the chaos unfold before me. River and the warrior grapple with the attacker, their movements fluid and powerful, but my eyes widen in horror as I see the knife slice through the air again. It catches River’s arm, a deep cut blooming in crimson against his skin. “No!” I scream, panic surging through me. I want to rush to him, but Kellan’s presence keeps me rooted to the spot. They manage to subdue the attacker, pinning him to the ground, but I can see the strain on River’s face. Aiden’s face is set in determination, blood dripping from a cut on his forehead, and my heart breaks at the sight.

Dust billowed into the warehouse. Lysandra froze. Elias dropped the camera. Through the swirling dust, a silhouette emerged. She walked with the rhythmic, terrifying click-clack of stilettos on concrete. She wore a black trench coat over her suit. In her right hand, she didn't hold a gun. She held a katana—a gleaming, razor-sharp blade of folded steel that she kept mounted in her office "for aesthetic reasons." Behind her, racking a pump-action shotgun, was Oryn.

I stood upright and gripped the knife tighter in my hand as I heard the key in the lock of the door. The door swung open and I stuck the knife deep into his neck as he started forward shock all over his face as he saw the empty chair and the ropes on the floor. I had my arm around the back of his neck and I pulled the knife out slowly as I looked at him. I stabbed him in the neck again as his blood splattered across my face and I pulled the knife sideways severing his artery and his blood spurted out onto my chest and arms. I let him fall to the floor and took the gun from the holster on his hip. I checked the magazine, it was still full and the gun was one-up.