Logam Terkuat Untuk Pedang Novels & Stories

Despite his apologies, he had no idea the error he committed. "You do not mean what you say at all." Alexander smiled and took one step forward. He drew Logan's sword and traced his fingers across the blade. Then, he flicked the sword gently. The sword shattered into pieces. Sharp shards of the sword flew everywhere, creating sparks as they flew across the air. Logan's eyes widened as he turned pale. His heart almost stopped beating. His sword was a masterpiece of Wyverna's military technology. Even a sniper would not leave a scratch on it.

The arena was filled with Sword Energies, and the afterimages of the two fighters flickered throughout the sky. James and Thornber exchanged a few thousand moves, and their potent Sword Energies challenged each other. Unfortunately, even after their relentless efforts, it was clear neither of them could significantly outpower the other. “Forty-nine is quite strong.” “Yeah. Thornber’s sword is not just any ordinary weapon. It was crafted from Zoltrumm Wood, and the sword contains powerful energy. Even a powerhouse at the Great Celestial Rank’s peak would not dare to be reckless while facing that sword.”

Do you need ten thousand lavish points for it? ‘Why don’t you just rob me of it?’ However, David would still spend the lavish points after screaming at it. Right now, David’s combat le el had reached partial Eternal Realm, which was the strongest in the Milky Way. It would be challenging if he wanted to break through again in a short period. Because of this, he would not miss any chance to increase his strength. The Evil-Splitting Sword and Evil-Splitting Sword Technique were a package, so he would be more powerful if he used them together.

Is it just here to destroy the place? "Audrey! It didn't work." Wischard said as he came back. He looked like someone who had a dirt bath. "I even added light magic to strengthen my arm strength but it didn't put a scratch. The sword broke first." He reported and I sighed sadly. "Are there better swords?" I asked hopelessly. "The strongest we have are the swords created with the materials from the Terrin territory." Commander Cedric replied. Those are not that strong. I wish there were tanks here and maybe some fighter planes or any modern warfare. I wish I had the knowledge to create them too. I wish someone would tell me how to defeat this dragon. Anyone? Please?

Eryndor's Shadowing dagger seemed to dance in the moonlight, its dark blade slicing through the air with a haunting screee-ksss. Each strike landed with a thud-thwack-thoom, sending tremors through the troop's warriors. The troop's hearts raced as the violent zing-ting-zap of clashing daggers filled the field. The savages of warriors, fueled by fury and loyalty, clashed in a frenzy of arms and teeth. The ground grew slick with blood, the earthy smell mingling with the metallic tang of steel. Jack Wolf stood firm, his Moon-whisper spear shining with a soft, ethereal light. He parried Eryndor's strikes with a precision born of desperation, his movements a blur of speed and strength.

“So are you going to buy this sword?” “N-no… show me another one… without the silver.” - But this one is the best, Radolyub himself spoke for strength. Heard about this, right? This is a very strong sorcerer, not so long ago he was passing through us and all the weapons in which there is silver spoke. He understands that we live not far from the Border, we need protection, he didn’t even take a fee. Yes, and the alloy here is wonderful, Zoran himself forged. And steel swords are completely useless against the undead.

Freya said and I laughed. We roared in laughter and sighed. After finishing breakfast, Freya exited my room. I gawked at my sword for a while and I recalled fond memories. I remembered when my father first gave me this sword and I couldn't lift it up at that time. I was quite upset about it but he encouraged me. This sword was made by one of the best blacksmiths in our pack. The metal was one of the strongest ever used, it was unbreakable. It could also kill any immortal alive, be it vampire, nephilim or any supernatural being.

I accepted the dagger with a nod of approval, tucking it away securely. "In addition," Maxwell continued, presenting me with a silver sword, "I've had this crafted for you. Silver, lethal to vampires and wolves, but harmless to you, Your Highness. It may prove invaluable within the enemy's stronghold." I inspected the blade, a smirk tugging at the corners of my lips. "A thoughtful gesture," I acknowledged, feeling the weight of power in my grasp. "It will serve its purpose well." With a swift motion, I tested the sword's balance, nodding in satisfaction. "Let us proceed," I declared, my tone firm and commanding. "The battle has just begun".

What was even more terrifying was that Tang Ying's strike was actually 10 percent stronger than the first one. That was to say, if a Dragon's Wrath Saber had only one power at the beginning, then the first strike of the Thirteen Blades of Blood would have 10 power. The second move of the Thirteen Blades of Blood increased by 10 percent under the premise of 10 levels of power. Although it was only from ten to eleven, it should be known that there was only one power at the beginning. The second strike was 11 times more powerful than the first one.

His available tools were: [Small Tempered crystal ax] Attack +1 Defense +1 [Small Tempered crystal Pickaxe] Attack +1 Defense +1 [Small Tempered crystal knife] Attack +2 [Small Tempered Crystal scissors] Attack +1 [Tempered Crystal ax] Attack +5 Defense +2 Agility +1