Highschool Dxd Excalibur Novels & Stories

I take in everything at once. My brothers and their mates surround Drakon. He's actually hissing and lunging at each of them in turn. Roxy's face is covered in blood but she's up and ready to kill him. I catch her eye and almost throw the halberd her way. I meet Acasia's gaze and without another thought toss her the halberd. In one motion she catches it and swings.

To break through that defence… I need a powerful attack. Yeah… like what she did to me. Sacrificing my swords, I installed a flying Excalibur, the size like what the girl— Kuroyuki Shiroha tried to kill me with. With a sway of my hand, the Excalibur slashes horizontally, cutting all the holograms to half in one go. The rest of the 45 holograms were staying in the same formation, I killed them using the same tactic over and over again, hiding behind my shield.

Marcus gasped behind us while I kept a straight face. "So they are rogues." I turned to Marcus and gave him my phone. "Marcus call the High Elder before these mongrels escape. The rogues should be placed in a detention cell of silver and the only one who has the capability to do that is the High Elder." Marcus nodded his head and proceeded to make the call. "Alpha, the High Elder." Marcus handed me my phone while Winston took Kiaria to his side to speak with Sakura on Kiaria's phone. "High Elder Alfred Evans, it is I, Alpha Io Hemming. I have a delicate matter to discuss with you. It is imperative something be done," I said.

“Ryuka Harini is a powerhouse. Immense strength, endurance, and moderate damage output. His defence is also pretty tough. 78. Rain Sky is a magic swordsman. Fast, agile, and can support himself with magic similar to Whitegate. 66. Akame Sakura. Incredibly fast with the second highest damage output. Defence unnecessary since she was fast. 88. Fillian Murad. Martial artist with moderate damage as well. With techniques specifically meant to counter human movement, he would be tough by normal means. 75. Isaac Latte. Swordsman with decent damage. Should be fairly easy. 70. Afro was a sharkman who used a large spear. Sharkmen were strong in their habitat. If it were under different circumstances,

Darius stood his ground. “Shut up!” Darius roared scowling at Colby. Aiden pulled out a stake from his back pocket and Darius chuckled. “A steak, please. You just want to make me suffer.” Darius tapped his feet on the ground, chuckling lightly. “You should.” Beckham uttered as he made it out of the hedges. Darius used his tongue to brush his upper teeth revealing his fangs, and cracks of dark veins appeared under his eyes. Elijah sped to him, and Colby followed. He dodged their punches. Pulling Colby closer to himself, he sunk his fangs into Colby's neck and threw him over the hedge. He broke Elijah's arms after he caught his flying fist and kicked him in his chest. Elijah threw up dark red

Nya hoped someday she would have a curvy figure with large breasts, but for now, she used her tiny frame to her advantage and folded herself into the shadows, trying to calm her thundering heart before her hiding spot was given away. He would be by soon; she just knew it. Gavin Cross was a talented hunter, as was his father before him. Someday, Gavin would be a fierce warrior, too, just like his father, Xaver. Though King Zar refused to appoint Xaver to a post higher than King’s Commander for reasons Nya didn’t understand, everyone knew that Xaver was the best warrior in the army and had more kills than anyone else, even King’s General Rok Phin.

I saw Eula approaching me. "Again, sir. I'm sorry on behalf of my friend. She's a newly recruited member of the suicide cup event and doesn't have a single idea of who we are. I'll just remove her-" my eyes widened and glared at Eula. "Don't. As I've said, she's my prey, and I won't let her escape.." he fixed his coat first before smirking at me. "Welcome to Suicide High, Miss Florence Mil. I hope you'll enjoy your stay here because I'll surely do." He said and left the room.

“Even with your belly ripped open, you still cling to life.” Bending down, Huang Fu brought his face within a mere inch of Xiu Jian’s bowed head, close enough to hear the ragged, desperate gasps of his foe. Huang Fu’s eyes gleamed as he watched Xiu Jian grimace in unbearable pain. Scarlet trickled from Xiu Jian’s temple, sliding down toward his eye. With a swift motion, Huang Fu reached for the sacred blade at Xiu Jian’s left hip—the legendary sword sheathed in a scabbard adorned with golden dragon carvings.

The person who had been holding the steel pipe fell over, knocking a few of the goons down with him. “What the hell? Why is he so strong?” The goon's expression changed after realizing that they had underestimated Damian. They thought that he was just like any other business person who only knew how to sign contracts with zero physical strength. “Boss, what do we do? It looks like he is very strong.” “What are you afraid of? There are so many of us. How can one man defeat us? Get up, all of you, and attack.” Damian looked at his watch and frowned. He had no idea the condition Aria was in or why she was bleeding. He had to end this fight as soon as possible.

“Stay with me .” “I’m here.” “Behind you!” “Got him!” A blade whistles past my ear, close enough to cut hair . Adrian spins, catches the attacker’s wrist, snaps it like a twig . “You okay?” he asks, breathless . “Never better,” I lie, grinning through blood. He laughs, short, sharp, but real. Then Rhaziel’s voice, weak but clear, drifts up from the basement. “Enough… come… now…” Adrian grabs my hand. Shadows explode around us, cold and thick and dizzying. We fall and land hard on warped wooden pews . Moonlight pours through broken stained-glass windows, painting the floor red and gold .