Lightning Blade Hand Sign Novels & Stories

To make matters worse, he had managed to drive him to the brink of despair. Flint's spiritual energy was nearly depleted, and his defenses were growing weaker. Despite the existence of a light barrier, his body was severely injured, and blood was seeping from his wounds. "Elon Dragon Slash!" At that moment, Ashton seized his chance. With a sweep of his hand, a colossal black blade materialized in midair before it aggressively swung down toward Flint. Imbued with the powers of fire and lightning, the blade tore through every single one of Flint's defenses and pierced straight through his chest without any hesitation.

It is a feeling: sunlight after rain, a shared root full of sugar, a child’s hand. Grow together, they say. I open my eyes. My throat is tight. “We sign,” I say. Lyana holds out the clipboard like it is a sacred object. Hayes actually laughs, then signs the lichen with a fingertip where Sky shows him. His signature glows green for a second, then settles. I sign next. Draven after me, then Wrath, Caiden, Sky, Creek, Rowan, Eli with Jonah’s hand over his, Silas with a hand that shakes only a little.

Before anyone could even react, Hayley's long blade shot out. The massive bolt of lightning crashed straight into it. Boom! She drew the Desert Eagle at her waist and fired at him. It all happened in the blink of an eye. As the bullets reached him, the man slipped past them with ease. Seeing that, Hayley caught the lightning-drawn blade midair and charged. Clang! The man across from her drew his own blade. Steel met steel, their strikes flashing through the night in a blur.

While doing so the metal makes their bones tense. Finally, the edges of the weapons find a spot on the pair of palms where there is no scar, not yet. Both Lance and Gardax’s eyes meet and they nod to one another. Slice. The rending and tearing of their flash surfaces from the hands. Salavanta shows a whence of pain in her facial features and eyes but there is nothing that comes from Vados. At the same time, Lance and Gardax shove the knives into the bar. Both of the handles face each other. Both hands gush with the blood but they are quick to make the blood oath exchange known as an accord. The wounded hands slam into one another and their blood mixes together within the collusion but also s

They all knew her importance, and if they had forgotten, what better way to remind them than this? He smirked, the kind of evil smirk that spoke of your horrible death before it came to you. He held for a while, feeding off the fear that shook their hearts, the fear of seeing your demise coming to you and having absolutely no power to do anything about it. They could not escape, they painfully knew that. Ryder turned his hands so that his palm faced downward before he sliced both hands in the air swiftly, crossing them over the other. The smoky mist sipped from his finger tips faster than the eye could see, forming several blade-like objects and sending them flying in the direction of the th

THUNK! "You missed me~" She teased. "Shut up…!" CLANK— CLANK— THUNK— THUNK— THUNK—… …The symbols are almost completed. "Hah— Hah— Hah— Hah—" It's getting harder to breathe. The damage on the lungs is spreading… "Nice try~" Suddenly, Night Fury tapped my shoulder from behind. "Kuh…!" I immediately swing my blade at her. CLANK! Nice— that was the last outer symbol…! Now… the circles…!

Or was it because of my determination? Inhale, exhale… The Blue Moon touched my skin with its cold light. It was time to summon the Goddess. I slowly lifted my hands, raising my open palms to the sky. At the command in my mind, all the candles lit up at once. With another silent command, the knife flew from the ground and landed in my hand. I grabbed it and made a deep cut across my palm. With thick drops of my blood, I drew ancient symbols—the summoning.

At that moment, Chase unleashed his true power—the Lightning Blade Technique. Under his control, the blade arts flourished, radiating an overwhelming brilliance. With every swing, his strength surged, and his speed skyrocketed! In a flash of silver light, Chase's blade sliced through the golden lion's neck. Blood gushed forth. Then, in one swift motion, he twisted his body and delivered a devastating whip kick!

"Your time to shine." Chicago created an energy blade in his right hand, made of his yellow colored spiritual prowess. He opened his eyes while stepping forward to face the demons, Chicago said. "Strike me."

He holds out the dagger for me, and I eye it sceptically for a minute. He hangs his hand, waiting for me to see that my thoughts do not matter and regardless, I will still sign it as he has ordered. I take the dagger and cut my palm. Before it can heal up, I dip my thumb in the lump of blood that has formed over it. The torn skin heals immediately, just as I stamp my thumb on the spot Jai-Blynn shows me. It creates a gleaming silver mark in its wake. Zeke picks the seal and signs it off after me. The beta leaves us again, carrying the dagger with him.