Ethereal Blades Novels & Stories

He could feel a great wave of energy within the sword — an energy that was on another level! “Focus of the Blade?!” Zephyr really was full of surprises. Ethan could not believe what he was witnessing at all. How could a useless b*stard like him have so many tricks up his sleeves? It was the Focus of the Blade, for god sake! Not many in the Academy could boast that they have achieved this stage. A great sense of regret rose within Ethan as he lamented over how he had not accepted Zephyr in the beginning.

The heat was unbearable, the Sol-Ether bubbling as it sensed a predator. ​This was the "Slow Burn" at its most lethal. Caleb looked down through the glass and met the golden, inverted eyes of the King. He had to sever the three main sun-glass tubes, the ones pierced directly into Alaric’s carotid artery and chest in the micro-second between the sphere’s rotations. ​Caleb took a breath that tasted like fire. He swung. The Eclipse Blades didn't just cut; they deleted the matter they touched. Blink. The first tube vanished into shadow. Blink. The second.

“The Knife of the Heavens.” The words sent a sharp, cold chill down Daniel’s spine. His head snapped up just as the elder reached beneath his robe and unsheathed a blade unlike anything he had ever seen. The celestial blade shimmered like molten gold, pulsing with divine energy. The moment it was drawn, Daniel felt it in his soul. This was no ordinary weapon. This was something crafted to kill things like him. “A death by this blade will sever his existence completely,” the elder stated. “No rebirths. No resurrections. No cycles. If we strike now, the entity will be erased forever.”

“He’s activating his Empyreal Ability!” “Twin Blades of Agaski.” Larice sat frozen with her eyes wide open as an orange triangle gleamed on Sevyh’s chest, glowing like the sunlight passing through a hole in a cracked ceiling. Then, all of a sudden, bright energies streamed out of his mouth; in the form of ethereal strings and smoke and fluid. The energies floated and danced in the air before the two sabers absorbed all of them, their blades shining brighter and brighter and brighter … until it sparked into flames.

Zitrey just glared at him and went inside. Matt, seeing how far the distance between them, but she easily closed it by split of seconds, then rubbing his neck and feeling the pain, he had thought, “She was still young, yet have extra-ordinary skills and killing intent. Doesn’t feel pain. Truly a masterpiece of the Dark Moon. A perfect killing machine, that’s why they don’t want to let her go. However, if she won’t go back, those geezer thought its just best to kill her before she will turn her back and come against them. Crimson Blade is the double blade that they raised, and might come to their head. The key to annihilate those bastards Dark Moon.”

But his blue eyes held a wicked light, and his lips fought a curl of smug satisfaction. “Princess Diandreliera of Uyan Taesil,” Rivyn announced gravely. “Although the Fae Court is not prepared at this time to mobilise against the Queen Clareath’s takeover of Uyan Taesil, we recognise and honour your efforts on behalf of the brethren there. As such, I, Rivyn Nae Ederne, offer you my sword,” he produced the sword from the air with a flourish that drew exclamation even from the jaded courtiers. “This is Intuin Desparen, the Heart Blade.”

Threads of energy extended from my hand, linking with concealed blades and weapons amassed earlier. The resounding clash of metal against unyielding surfaces reached my ears. The blades were ready. Springing from my crouched position, I leaped upward, left palm raised as a signal to unleash my counterattack. High above the ground, adversaries surged forth, armed with a deadly fusion of blades and energy spheres. With a resolute cry, I unleashed a torrent of energy, propelling a barrage of blades from the earth and boulders. The blades sliced through the air, transforming into a lethal hailstorm.

Ding Hao crossed the magic saber against the rusted sword above his head in the void. Boom! The void shook violently. There was a sound of a collision. The next moment, a giant black blade with a length of 100 meters suddenly appeared in the rippling void. No one knew what the black demonic blade was made of. It was dark like a black hole, even light would be distorted when passing by it. The surrounding space trembled slowly like running water, causing ripples. But right at this moment, the magic blade and the rusted sword blocked the blade. If it was any longer, the giant black blade could cut the whole North Peak into pieces.