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[Your new title; The General of the Demon Army and the accumulated reward points from your previous quests had greatly influenced the reward selection, you have received the SSS-tier item, Solomon's Ring and S-tier material, Shamir Blade] I looked at the status of the items and was evidently surprised at the turn of events. [Shamir Blade - S-Tier] The World's Sharpest Blade smithed from the infamous Shamir Stone Passive Skill: Eternal Sharpness Active Skill: Mutilation, capable of performing consecutive critical cuts that won't falter upon succession, the amount of cuts produced in a minute will rely on the user's agility. [Notice: This blade is highly sharp, it is duly advised for the mater

The serrated blade came down in a vicious, diagonal cleave aimed straight at Zeyric’s neck. "Shield left!" Thalen shouted, his instincts bleeding directly into Zeyric’s motor reflexes through the soul-tether. Zeyric didn't even have to think. He threw his left arm up, channeling a dense, compressed burst of pure kinetic force. Because his aura was linked to Thalen’s tactical mind, the barrier didn't just manifest as an unwieldy shockwave—it formed a razor-thin, crystalline pane of angled mana that met the construct's blade at a perfect forty-five-degree deflection.

He threw a sheathed sword at the feet of Shane. “Get it and fight me.” He said and went to a clearing by the banks of the lake. Shane slowly rose from his feet removing Enara from his thighs. He walked to where the scabbard had been thrown and bent his back to pick it up. He followed Ethos in the clearing and stood twenty feet away from him. Ethos stood on his side holding his sword with his right hand while the blade rested on his left palm studying it as if it were gold, looking at its blade where his eyes reflected from the silver.

Sègla was standing right in front of Shola. He was wearing a dark red shirt and holding a bouquet of roses. Around his neck was a magnificent necklace reminiscent of a ship's anchor. He had neatly trimmed his hair and beard, and left some of the buttons on the top of his shirt open. He smelled pleasantly good, and even though he wasn't quite close to Shola yet, she could feel his sweet intoxicating scent from where she was. He was quite simply a ladies' man.

It's a lot different when you're in the shit. My blade started to glow blue. I was preparing for a [Raiden's Finger]. I lifted my sword into the air forming a large blue electric blade. I was going to cut down Syllia when a dwarf appeared in front of her. He had a knife in each hand, and around his feet, wind was swirling.

I don’t know when my eyes started to grow blurry, but I soldiered on. The blade glows because I made it – and willed it – to be so. You are the last of a noble line of warriors. We fight evil at every turn, and at every moment. That line. He had hammered that line into me, sometimes literally. Do not worry about the blade’s form or how to change it; that is a point you will eventually get to. Wear the pendant at all times, so the blade will be available when you need it. There was a paragraph he took care to make brief but heavy with instruction. He had no patience for melodrama, so he wrote like a man making a will.

He smiled at her, but it appeared to be a mocking smile from afar. Asking, 'Is that all you got?' Her grip becomes tighter. [BLADE LAW] On her other hand, a blade appeared. The blade on her right was burning red, but the new blade appeared to be burning with a bluish flame. She should just give it her all in a situation like this where she doesn't know what to do. {Blade Law (Epic Rank)- According to heaven's law, if the first sword misses, the second sword is a sure hit. Until the skill expires, the user gains Sword Aura.}

Rio, getting over his shock, laughs mockingly, unbelieving of Kent's words ignorant of the power the blade holds. Kent stood in silence as the Blight Eater showed him one of his ancestor's ancient sword stances. Used by the first founder to destroy the avatars of the demonic gods in exchange for a terrible price must be paid. His breath was cold as ice as the noise silenced around him, a dark fog crept in surrounding the entire capital city as dark lighting began to shoot out of the sky, time slowed down to mere microseconds as he uttered the words. "Shadowfire Art... Blight Moon Petal Fall Slash.." He softly whispered as he drew the blade.

Skill Level 1. [Shadow Blade] (Legendary Rank.) Attack power: - 460 All attributes: - +130 Attack speed: - 200 Attacks have 20% chance of dealing 2× damage, having 10%chance of reducing opponent’s damage. Equipment Level: - 53 Levels can be increased by feeding the sword 10 basic equipment’s. (Can be Evolved). Additional skill 1: Doppelgänger. Can create a doppelgänger, and it will have 50% of owner’s attributes. You can control the Doppelgänger. Time limit 1 minute.

Eileen saw that and called out again, "Infernal Blade!" The hundred swords multiplied into a thousand swords, hovering around Suelyn. There was a spirit energy connection between each sword, turning them into a prison of swords. The Infernal Blade attacked, and a thousand swords slashed and stabbed Suelyn at various angles. At last, they were able to stop Suelyn from moving closer to Eileen. Constantine took the opportunity to let out a cry, his holy light attacks increasing in speed and power as well. Suelyn was starting to be annoyed by the endless attacks. She let out a furious roar, and the blood lake began to bubble.