Return Of The Greatest Lancer Novels & Stories

"Damn it, I'm in trouble. I don't think these clowns are going to pay for it either." The shopkeeper points at Lucia and Clarisse, "how about those two? Aren't they with you?" Zane gasps… Lucia walks forward and drops exactly the amount told by the shopkeeper. She then says, "there you go, mister. Apologies, my master here is quite broke," Lucia kindly and gently said. The shopkeeper came to his senses and was surprised, "Lu-Lucia Monesy?! And...and Cla-Clarisse Krix?! The battlemage of Etheria and the knight of Esperia! A pleasure to meet you! I'm Grucius," the shopkeeper bowed.

Everyone turned. Boots echoed through the tunnel beyond the doorway. Not one pair. Many. Kael stepped forward. "Rowan." "I'm ready." "Elias." The old warrior drew his sword. "I've waited twenty years for this." Kael looked at me. "Take Miriam and the letters." "What about you?" A faint smile crossed his face. "I'm going to make sure they don't follow you." Then the first enemy soldier appeared in the tunnel. He took one look at Kael...

“Choose.” My gaze drifted between the swords, but my heart already knew the one I wanted. The gold-and-azure blade. “I’ll take this one,” I said, stepping forward to grab it. Its light flared brighter as I touched it. Veylor’s eyes narrowed. He appeared like he didn't expect me to choose that. Even Lucan seemed surprised. “That’s Darkill,” the High Chancellor indicated. “A legendary sword once wielded by the first ruler of the sea. It was forged to bring light to the ocean’s deepest darkness. Its energy is vast and far too much for your current self to draw.”

As soon as he said this, Yard, the Master of the Furious Tiger Organization, and thousands of Gene Fighters were all shocked to the extreme. "What's strange about that?" Lucas' face showed a puzzled expression as he said, "He's just an ant." Volker, the Master of the Furious Tiger Organization, stared at Lucas. "You... Is what you said the truth?" "Who knows?" Volker's expression chilled as he said, "Whether it's true or not, both of you will die today." "Go!" With Volker's order, thousands of Gene Fighters all rushed toward Lucas and Janice. Lucas coldly smiled as he retrieved the Immemorial Dragon Sword from the System Space. A five-clawed blood dragon coiled above Lucas' head.

Kael cast a side grin as he watched the two warriors fight. The lancer played with his long spear one-handedly, preparing his stance. The wind circled him as the lance spun fast, like a rolling wheel. The other warrior charged, drove the point of his broadsword, but the spear caught it, bouncing the sword away. The swordsman kept his attacks, but with the combined skill and strength of the lancer, he was untouchable. "A master lancer," Kael corrected Tristan.

ability, healing them at a rate of 200 HP per second. [Undying Commander- Epic Rank] [Aura Type] As I studied the details of this skill, it became clear that Lance's strengths were now firmly rooted in his ability to lead and inspire his troops, rather than in individual accomplishments. "His skills are more centred toward commanding an army, and not meant for individual heroics," I mused, a sense of recognition dawning upon me. Indeed, the young man I had once known seemed to have undergone a profound transformation. The haughty, self-assured demeanour I had witnessed had given way to a more focused, disciplined approach – one that prioritized the collective power of his forces over persona

I spit bitterly. “Well, since the Crown Prince is his adopted father, it will be absolutely no problem for me to find him the best instructor possible,” Gamma Everly assures me. “Actually, I think I already know the perfect man for the job: a new recruit, but exceptionally skilled. He was one of the strongest warriors in his home pack, and even trained the young pack members before moving here. He’s been a standout warrior since his initiation. His name is Lance Silvers.” “He sounds perfect!” I beam, but hesitate a moment later. “I–I’m sure you know Jason has had some… trouble with the soldiers and violence before. I’d hate for anything to go awry. Would it be possible for me to meet Warrior

It took me by surprise as I hadn't expected such a reaction from them. Hunter then took center stage and began his announcement. "My fellow warriors," he started, "we have been through a difficult time. We have faced challenges that have tested our strength and resilience. But despite all that, we have emerged victorious. And today, I want to recognize our Luna for her unwavering support and leadership during these difficult times."

Rory holds his nerve, he has the makings of a strong alpha. “She is my mate…” “Yet unmarked. I apologise my King, but Aida belongs to my pack.” Lance’s eyes go beyond red, they start to take on an unworldly black. “That will soon change…Aida get in the car!” He commands of me. “I need to remain with the Mulder convoy…” “GET…IN…THE…CAR!” He roars at me like a demon from hell itself. I can feel his strong aura being released on to me. Yet I can fight it, like I could Ricardo’s

Finally, he asked Lance to rejoin the candidates. "You're really good!" Darla said after Lance joined her. "How did you do it? I can't believe you beat Arian," she asked enthusiastically. "Just fighting," Lance replied with a shrug, looking nonchalant. "I'm serious! How did you beat Arian? That's just incredible. I mean... he's Arian, the strongest Warrior in the Golden Moon Pack," Darla chided. Lance turned to the woman. Pulling one corner of his lips, he replied, "I told you that I just fight, following my instincts."