Oblivion Umbra Sword Novels & Stories

On the pavilion floor lay a sword carved with a dragon, and standing on it was the man who had shouted. He stooped slightly, breath ragged; his eyes were bloodshot, bulging as if they might pop from their sockets. Through gritted teeth he thought, 'Xiu Jian is a damned wretch! I can’t even burn his sword!' Indeed, the trembling, furious man was Huang Fu, and the blade beneath his boot was the Sacred Dragon Sword. He had tried to set the sword aflame—yet not only did the flames refuse to take, the fuel he poured seemed to be absorbed and vanished, drying as if swallowed by the metal itself.

“The sword is a powerful weapon against any being. So, safeguard it with your life.” “Tell them about the book, love.” Everlee smiled at her mate. They really looked perfect together. I wondered if they ever fought over something. From what they just showed us, they never kept secrets from one another. “The Book of Darkness, Liber Umbra, or The Shadow Book can be used for both good and evil, but there’s always a price.” “Like life or soul kind of price?” “Yes, Ryden. It depends on the black magic you want to use. It can bring someone back to life. It can cause severe destruction of any living being. Nothing is good about it, but brings destruction and death.”

The words cracked like thunder. Murmurs rippled — not mocking like before but disbelief. Some even looked…respectful. Vladislav continued, his gaze still on me. "She held her own. She drew blood. She fought with discipline. She earns her place." He extended the Harbingers, both blades gleaming wickedly in his hands. For a moment, I thought he was taunting me again. But then he offered them forward. "They're yours now." I blinked. Slowly, I reached out, taking the hilts.

If it hadn't been witnessed firsthand, no one would believe it. At that moment, the sky began to gather dark clouds, and the daylight dimmed. Sebastian quickly cleaned up the battlefield and found the soul mound of the Wild Boar King within a pile of rocks. This might be the first BOSS killed in 'Wild Valley World,' and, combined with Sebastian's extraordinary luck, it dropped a ton of equipment. [Spirit-Grade - Crimson Cloud Sword]: Strength +15, Critical Hit +7, comes with a 1% armor penetration effect, and every third attack on the same target triggers an additional 50 points of damage.

He showed his skill and cruelty as a vampire with various deadly attacks. The battle continues, with the trees of the forest bearing witness. Alex and Victoria worked closely together, trying to control an increasingly angry and vicious Liam. They had to find a way to take down this more powerful enemy. Suddenly, Alex saw an opportunity. With one swift move, he grabbed Liam and threw him to the ground. Victoria soon followed with her deadly vampire power attack. Liam screamed in pain as the attack hit him. But just as it seemed they had almost succeeded in defeating Liam, something unexpected happened. Liam suddenly emitted a bright light that blinded Alex and Victoria. As they tried to shie

He raised the sword with his right hand to the sky. Avraam's relic sword weighed five kilograms and was also nearly two metres long, differing slightly from the sword currently in use. However, Brockley could even wield two swords at once in his right and left hands. After Avraam and Herbert's legacy swords were gilded together, it meant that the sword weighed ten kilograms. Brockley wielded the sword all the way from Glor Cave to Gloriston.

I assumed a cloaked assassin managed to corner her inside the empty sanctuary while the priests were busy playing medics outside. "Draw your sword," I ordered Conrad and lifted my own bandaged hands. I pushed past the blinding pain and forced my sharp claws to extend through the soaked linen. The sharp points ripped the white fabric to shreds and readied me to tear the throat out of anyone threatening my mate. Conrad unsheathed his blade with a soft metallic scrape and moved to flank my right side. I did not bother knocking or asking for divine permission to enter the holy space. I raised my heavy leather boot and kicked the massive iron handle with a brutal surge of strength.

Liam bellowed, his voice a roaring thunderclap that cut through the deafening structural collapse. He lunged forward, planting his massive frame directly in front of Anna. His broadsword came around in a sweeping arc, its fuller glowing a fierce blinding ice-blue as he drove the tip deep into the stone floor. A towering wall of solid dense mountain ice erupted upward forming a jagged crystalline defensive barrier that absorbed the initial blast wave of liquid shadow. The dark fluid hissed violently against the frost, boiling into a toxic sulfurous mist that bit at the backs of their throats.

I asked, as I sluggishly turned around. "It's Irving, Luna," she replied. "Come in," I said. The door swung open, and Irving, one of my trusted Omega, walked in briskly, shutting the door behind her. "Are you back from where I sent you?" I asked, sitting upright on my bed. "Yes Luna, I made sure she finished the food and also drank the juice before I left there," Irving replied. "Did you also deliver what I gave you to the doctor?" I asked. I had sent some diamonds to the doctor as part of my appreciation for being part of my mischievous act.

"It seems that I'll have to use all I have this time." The sword light flashed, and besides holding onto the Dual Blades of Fire and Ice, Omar was biting onto his third sword, the Blade of Wind. As soon as the Blade of Wind appeared, Omar's entire momentum also changed. The air in their surroundings sounded as if sharp blades had slashed it, and it was frightening.