Reign Of The Seven Spellblades Light Novel นิยาย & เรื่องราว

And he shot a beam of light in the sky and shouted as he and his army attacked, Just as it had been, when rajul elixtu led his team against dradror Jason elixtu, eternal, blood of aether, Terrena rectir elixtu mage bride of jason, bonded with the gods, wielder of the twin blades, Daren tejel, guardian of the king, shifter of the north, bearer of the touch of death, servand of tafrel, Sorrena farang, companion of the king, alpha of the loup-de-sang, servant of the goddess perilia, Zarae horak, companion of the king, wielder of the staff of fergia, daughter of the blades.. Together they fought the darkness that has resurfaced, for the safety of Aratia..... ******~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*****

I raise the Sun Blade. "I am the light. I am the queen. I am Seraphina. And I will never give up." The Shadows reveal themselves. Dozens of them, their red eyes blazing. They attack. The battle is fierce, brutal. But I have the Sun Blade. I have Kael. I have the wolves of Silvermoon. One by one, the Shadows fall. When it is over, the great hall is silent. "It is done," I say. But I know it is not.

When he opened them again he was back in the grand hall of Reinhold in the shadows, he watched contently as the last members of Divine Victory drew their weapons against Terribor Strife who waited patiently on his throne. His men slowly approached out of the shadows, donned in black and blood red outfits with a mask of a rabid dog. “My orders are to stay in the shadows and not to engage”. Shreftwood stepped forward “You will pay for your crimes Terribor Strife!” Terribor stood from his throne and clicked his fingers, more silhouettes began appearing round the edges of the room. “Will I Shreftwood Swiftrunner? Or will you?!” “I am Death”, Severance whispered again.

They were too perfect to exist. "Boundary spells will take time to create hence the reason I brought a dark object that will immediately drain him of his power and make him seem more humane." Suzy winked at me. "What is the dark object?" Hilda touched a large palm tree bark and the wind started swirling almost immediately. "You will see," she said and stopped mid-air to inspect our surroundings. She slowed her breathing as she tried to make a magical reading.

Linne asked, turning to look at the brigade member. “That’s the Death Spell, ‘Vindblad Aluterra’,” the girl named Lena answered. “Vindblad Aluterra?” “A Spell that only wind magical girls with sharp weapons can use. The magic is able to change air particles into wind blades,” Lena explained. “If she manages to stick her dagger into the ground, then all life on the surface of Planet Kamina could be torn apart by the wind blade. We’ll all be finished,” she continued. “WHAT?”

It all fueled her determination to bring an end to Zephyr's reign of darkness. Summoning every ounce of strength within her, Sable unleashed a flurry of blows upon Zephyr, her sword cutting through his defenses with unyielding precision. He staggered backward, his dark armor cracking under the relentless assault. She pressed forward, sensing his weakening resolve. With one final strike, Sable's sword pierced through Zephyr's chest, a burst of light erupting from the wound.

A loud blast rang out. In an instant, a scarlet glow filled the air. The burning flames in the Flamedrake Soul Spear burst forth, and almost instantly, the entire sky seemed to burn. The screen of swords that was falling from the skies immediately disintegrated into nothing and drifted away in the air. "I said that you don't know what the Ultimate Law is at all," Sebastian said. "As for the Demongate's spells, you can't understand them either!"

The blood in his body began to boil. “Seven years ago, I was defeated by your blade. Today, I’m here to return the favor,” said Sword Freak. Without any more words, the gleaming sword was unsheathed in a swift movement. Crack! A flash of lightning suddenly whipped across the sky. It looked like it was about to rain. Boom! Sure enough, after the lightning came a thunderous boom. Following the rolls of thunder, Zeppelin drew his blade as well. The sword was drawn. The blade was also drawn. The seven-year score between the Blade Maniac and the Sword Freak would soon be settled.

“Finally! Someone tamed that fake-death-playing brat! Six‘deaths’! Neighboring kingdoms refused alliances!” The wedding came. Bells rang across the empire. Silver rose petals fell from the palace dome. Rumors spread: “The Seventh Consort tamed his hunger!” The truth? He still takes a drop of my blood each night— not from thirst, but from covenant. The Blood Prince hasn’t lost his fangs… he just chose to sheathe them for me. And Lucian? After we left—he and Seraphina took the lash daily. Once the Lion of the North. Now just a ghost.