Oblivion Swords Novels & Stories

“She does not deserve your mercy!” “…mother…” “Oblivion?” Olivia scoffed and let out a haughty laugh. “You don’t have the power, little girl!” Adolph wasn’t sure what it was, but he felt the air shake. He turned and looked at Nimue. The glow in her eyes had turned dark like obsidian. His sword lifted from the ground and out of its sheathe. The blade glowed bright blue and grew brighter as it aimed at Olivia. In a flash, it shot through the air, tearing through Olivia’s arm like paper.

Must be a higher official's son. "Nice strategy but that won't work. You will easily be surrounded if you all clump together during a fight.", Clayton is talking about their stance. They must have thought staying together would make them a stronger force... Which is stupid for him. His eyes went pitch black while standing to let them know who he is. "H-hunter ...", One of the kids,probably their leader, finally recognized him. At least they still know what his eyes project. Hunters. That's what they call them. Creatures created to balance humanity and vampires. They are basically halves of each sides. They can eat like humans in a normal basis. They could also drink blood if they feel like i

Behind him floated five swords, Excalibur Family, Durendal, Gaia, Tyrfing and Harpe. "You only know that the 10 swords are incomparably sharp, but you don't know that the 10 swords have the bloodline of the Inuit. Only the Inuit can activate these 10 swords." Isaac laughed out loud. A black aura surged out from his entire body and covered Devin and his wife in an instant. The 2 of them then flew backwards. Seeing this scene, Herbert, Aldrich, the old guys from the Washington and Evans families attacked at the same time.

These twenty famous swordsmen apparently still haven't come forward to fight them. Both Chyou Chen and Khalid both stood still with lots of wounds and blood splattered all over their bodies. khalid suddenly moved quickly and stuck the spell paper onto Chyou Chen's body. "Live and avenge all this revenge on them." Chyou Chen's existence began to disappear with a white flash around his body. "How dare you make him leave." The killing aura of these twenty famous swordsmen cornered Khalid who was now alone. He smirked in satisfaction, "Come over here and fight me bastard." The twenty matchless Swordsmen attacked him together with their full strength.

Ngayon na nasa akin na ang buong kapangyarihan ni Darius, kailangan ko nang gumalaw. As Olivia's song neared its final note, a sudden, chilling sensation surged through my body. My breath hitched as I looked down at my hands—dark blue shadows poured from my palms, swirling and twisting, gathering into a solid shape. The shadows condensed into a sword—massive, pulsing with energy, its surface shifting like a living void. Without hesitation, without thought, I gripped the hilt, and with one swift motion, I raised the sword high and brought it down with all my strength.

She picked another one and handed it to Minos, the latter opened after recognizing that the year matched up with the time the sword disappeared. Minos thumbed through the book diligently, devouring its content as fast as he could. Each and every time he would find something interesting he would show it to Lira or lay it down on the floor, then he would grab another one. The exercise was slowly but surely grabbing Minos's full attention, a circumstance that the drow is all too familiar with. The world around Minos disappears when something piques his interest, and all that remains is him and the object of his obsession.

Cain stretched his arms out at his sides, a dual sword in each hand. The pommels were silver, swirling and curving like crescent moons as they inched down the obsidian blades. His dark hair cascaded down his shoulders. When paired with the armor and swords, Cain looked as deadly as a warrior for the House Viotto should.

Slowly, she lifted the picture, her gaze moving from the image of the man to her latest design: matching claymore swords. The twin swords almost reminded her of her familiar stranger. Strong. Sure. Beautiful in their simplicity. The pair was regal and deadly, the tools of a warrior. The double-edged blades would be longer and heavier than traditional swords, designed for someone very large to wield. The basket hilts were the only embellishment they boasted, appearing as intricately twisted branches forming the shape of a crown. Livia tore her attention from the sketch before the compulsion to begin crafting them took over, the picture still clasped in her hand as she pivoted and left her wor

David opened the wooden box, revealing a long red sword inside. The moment Alba saw the sword, she was deeply attracted. Elmer’s eyes widened at this point too. ‘What a sharp peerless sword.’ Judging from his experience in appraising countless weapons for so many years. David’s Evil-Splitting Sword certainly had a high level. Soulbound Weapons were divided into four levels, low-level, mid-level, high-level and first-rate respectively. David’s was at least a high-level Soulbound Weapon. If such a peerless sword was brought to the auction, it would definitely cause countless powerful forces to fight crazily for it, and in the end, it would be worth an unimaginable sky-high price.

I croaked. "Likewise yours," he replied instantly. He wasn’t wrong. In fact, the potion was far more forbidden than the sword. But I knew how I got mine. How did he get his? History had it that those swords were destroyed long ago, and the last remaining piece was taken by Saleen to Cibrous when she came to Earth. Wait… could it be that he visited the Cibrous Realm? I shook my head, refusing to voice the question just yet. "The last time I checked history, these swords were destroyed hundreds of years ago, and the last piece was taken by Saleen to her realm. How come…"