Halo: Reach Sword Base Novels & Stories

“Looks like I’ll have to look for a new way to train!” Zephyr sighed. He put out his right arm, “Come!” With that, a white light flashed across the sky, then landed in Zephyr’s hand. His sword filled with Focus, and vibrated in his hand. He gripped it tightly before he sent an arcing slash towards the waterfall. “Seven Slash – Fifth Slash!”

One was desperate for freedom and the other terrified of the unknown. A single howl pierced the night and Lucas’ eyes immediately jumped to the source, narrowing slightly when he saw the familiar golden form of Hecate standing in front of the she wolves. He hadn’t even noticed Chloe shift, despite the fact he could hardly keep his eyes off of her, and his first instinct was to reach out and make sure that she was okay. He refrained though. It had Ares bristling and his own skin crawling but something was telling him to trust Chloe to see them through.

Henry said stroking her hair with a faint smile. "Just remember what I told you. You can do anything, just go back to 2051, the river of Bermount. There's a hill there. It's in your head, just relax and search through at the same time connecting with the sword. It's all in your hands," Henry said and paused. "It opens here, everything you can see when you transit back to 2051," Henry continued, taking few steps backwards and pointing at the Illuminating halo. "Don't disappoint me," Henry grunted softly and pressed the red button and immediately turned to face the machine.

The hydra symbol on the shield ignites with pink electric coursing through its eyes and the iron blade has that same current rushing through its metal. “Stop it!” Leon tries to scream but his uncle is already swinging. The powerful long sword meets with the small, short sword of the dwarf. Once she hears the sound clash, a fire rushes within her eyes and she rolls to the ground to get behind him. While she does, she draws out that hidden dagger and slices at the ankle of the guardsmen. Valyn is quick to turn around now facing the dual-wielding specialist. The other guards begin to take away the others. Though they are shocked by what they saw. Romare, goes invisible. There is an exposed spot

He said, he then raised his index finger and a drop of golden god-blood dropped from his finger and landed on the ground “Three days from now a metal vein will appear at this spot, weapons forged from it will be capable of killing them.” He added with a smile, he then pointed the finger at Amelia and another drop of god-blood flew from it and landed on her forehead before assimilating into her body and then her soul. Amelia felt a rush of power she has never felt before coursing through her body.

By now, Chase was walking through the air, closing the distance. A sharp sword beam screamed through the air. Haldy's shoulder was obliterated, leaving behind scorched fragments and blackened dust.

Breakthrough to the mid Foundation Building stage, all basic attributes +10 points, Qi and blood +1000, mana +1000! (Taking the Premium Gathering Qi Pill, free attribute points +30!) Finally broke through. Sebastian then checked the martial arts and equipment rewarded by the sect mission. (Fine-quality martial art - Frost Moon Slash): Condense mana and swing a crescent sword energy within a range of 15 meters in front. Those hit by the sword energy can deal 300 points of basic damage plus their own attack damage. The sword energy is frosty and has a 20% chance to inflict a freezing effect, slowing down the enemy.

The next stage is the Blue aura, which has a range of 41-100 inner circles. At the very least, almost half of the most talented swordsmen around the world had a blue inner aura, which meant that they reached between 41 and 100 inner circles. Three of the 12 Shamo warriors who had crossed paths with the Guichuan ship also had a blue aura. The female swordsman Rao Guohoa was also in a blue aura, but with a fairly dense color. Meanwhile, the swordsman in the white cloth that Zhou Fu met when he was about to go to the Luzon Sea had a gray aura.

The cold wind slashed at my face, my lungs burned, my grip on the reins iron-tight. No one spoke. Just the sound of hooves pounding against the frozen dirt, the weight of war hanging over us like a blade. The darkness swallowed us whole, trees ripping past, shadows stretching long in the moonlight. By the time we reached the ridge, my blood was a live wire. I yanked back on the reins, my stallion jerking to a stop, breath heavy, hooves digging into the earth. The others followed, one by one, lining up along the edge of the mountain.

AUTHOR'S POV. Grainy black-and-white security footage looped endlessly across six massive monitors. Alpha Sean braced his heavy hands against the metal security console, his claws gouging deep, permanent grooves into the steel. Finding the exact leak in his impenetrable fortress remained his only goal tonight. Stifling July heat bled through the concrete walls of the basement server room, mixing with the sharp scent of ozone and burnt coffee. On the screen, a masked figure in black tactical gear slipped through the east wing corridor like a ghost.