Nanami Kento Weapon Novels & Stories

With a small grunt Jake reached out for his large gun and pulled it up onto his shoulders! *Boom* Jake trembled slightly from the powerful device's weight, while marvelling at the work of dragons and wyverns. This cannon was the Soul Weapon he inherited after passing his trial. It was actually a pistol, and it was meant to be worn on the finger! It was made by taking into consideration the brute strength of a dragon and its large size, which was why it was so big. When Jake held it it resembled a large gun, but in the hands of a dragon it was only a small weapon with great attack power!

She saw Xiao Wan made a weapon, but the tools for blacksmith that needed to forge, was nowhere can be found or assembled. "Spelling!" She was not hundred percent knows, only miracle will be the output. "This sword is a secret, only grade low for sale!" He gives the weapon to the young mistress, mirror sword was ready to enter the internal demand. "Thank you, Master!" Cleo Nie kneels, she glad to have a permanent sword. Her mind didn't believe what he says before, just another joke he made. "You! What weapon do you want?" "Knife!" She saw the young mistress's face, very delighted than before showing her the mirror weapon. She doesn't speak much, just one word.

“When you called for your weapon earlier, it just blew me away! It’s like Alice’s staff that appears out of nowhere!” Janshai rolled his eyes. “That’s what Enchanted-class weapons are, idiot. They do not need to be equipped physically. They can always be summoned at any time.” His scythe slowly dissolved, dematerializing into black strings, before they returned inside his right hand. Arth slowly nodded. He might want to have an enchanted weapon, but he never wanted to replace his Blackwinter sword, though it was just a rare-class. They had been through a lot together ever since he learned how to wield a sword. ‘Don’t worry, buddy. I won’t replace you … ever,’ he thought, holding the hilt of

Chapter 117: Free me. The five Folantos on his ship spread out around his command center. The one on Ike's left held a specific kind of weapon that shot an energy rope. If he remembered right, the gun was called a tatin. Ike tried to do calm breathing as he shook his head. There was about to be more senseless death. He would not be taken alive, and there was no way he was putting JP through more torture. Maybe these beings would be wise and run away.

Flo stepped back at the appearance of the weapon. “There’s no mistake. That’s the Second Generation Politia. But why would a criminal like him have an Askar and Patrol special weapon?” “Hahaha…, are you surprised, huh? Wondering how I can get this weapon? Just so you know, I can get it from anywhere, I can even take it by force. And now…” The man swung the scythe and pointed it at Alisa and Floria. “I, Santana, will finish you off here, the water magical girl who dared to mess with us.”

Standing in the doorway—Antonio Franches, gun raised, his gaze cold and murderous. "Touch her again, and I’ll send you straight to hell." The Final Standoff Antonio’s custom Desert Eagle-Silencer was locked onto Renjiro’s head. The tension in the room was suffocating, every breath heavy, every second stretched thin. Cassandra could hear the pounding of her own heart, still trapped in Renjiro’s iron grip. Renjiro—known for his merciless brutality, for his fearless nature—smirked. Slowly, he unsheathed his prized katana, the blade gleaming under the dim lighting.

It took in a deep breath for another belch of flame. I extended my hand out. "Sword!" Nothing happened. The dragon's maw opened wide, ready to spit flame. "I am Nami! Sword!" The Aurora Sword flew from the trees. It landed in my hand just as the black flames extended from the dragon's mouth. The Aurora Sword lengthened and split the flame in two. The sword, my armor, and my wings all emanated white and rainbow light as I held fast against the black flame.

“You are responsible for them. They all have your runemark on them so you can know them and identify them when they die. Ragnar politely took his weapon. It was a projectile weapon called the atomic gun. It was similar to the theme weapon that Lanek sent the sea dragon, but smaller in size. One of the most powerful weapons Sergeant Hakon had was a chainsword. The belt around the gun contains a dispenser for another small but powerful weapon called a mini grenade. "Careful." said the armorer. “For fools, it is as dangerous as the enemy. Now follow the servant and report to the training ground.

Resting on his hip was a single, long Nodachi a curved greatsword. "You bring the filth of the crust into the heavens, Anomalies," the Shogun’s voice resonated, smooth and perfectly synthesized, echoing off the invisible atmospheric dome above them. "You shattered the Marianas with brute force. You cracked my floorboards with reckless momentum. But you cannot outrun precision."

After saying this nerom immediately disappeared out of thin air. Amari was stunned and he suddenly appeared at her front. Amari was able to react on time blocking his sword. Those blue eyes who were always cheerful were showing killing intent towards her. "Not Bad." He said as he slashed his swords continuously. Amari was barely holding it, if it wasn't for the Aquarius relic replica she wouldn't have been able to endure it. It was indeed powerful but if its holder weren't able to keep up, it'll be futile. "Weak!" Nerom slashed his sword directed to Amari's head, she was able to dodge it through time. Slashing a side of her cheek. She backs out.