Revenge Of The Iron-blooded Sword Hound Webnovel Novels & Stories

I hissed, feeling the searing heat bite into my hand as the cursed substance oozed closer to the hilt. Wenally’s smirk faltered when I didn’t drop the sword. I tightened my grip, ignoring the pain. Jason’s blood was fighting the enchantment, and I could feel it—a quiet, steady resistance pushing back against the corruption. I used her moment of hesitation to my advantage, swinging my blade with all my strength. The edge of my sword caught her armor, slicing through the leather and drawing blood.

Ashterah's cry echoed like a banshee's scream in the night. When the flames cleared and I could see again, I realized the sword had cut into half of her neck. The other half however was hardened with scales and no matter how hard Phoenix pushed, how hard she screamed and strained to drive the sword all the way through, the sword would not move any further. But Ashterah was losing blood. Even more strange was how the blood she lost was quickly absorbed into the sword. It was feeding on her blood and doing it greedily. Somewhere in my head a voice registered this sword was called Vengeance.

The scent of rust, sweat, and dried blood lingered like a curse in the air. Once they reached the underground chamber, the arena came into view—round, caged, and reeking of past violence. The guards shoved them inside without ceremony, the heavy gate clanging shut behind them. Dorian made no resistance. He walked quietly to one corner and sat down, resting his elbows on his knees, his gaze falling on Jaxon. His brother was standing, but barely—his body tense, breathing shallow, blood still dripping from the lashes across his back. “Don’t you dare look at me, you weakling,” Jaxon snapped, his voice rough and low. “Like you pity me.”

Gabriel Long died. At this point, I generally understood a few things: Members of that family are cold and sinister, Dani is equally shrewd, and while the family always wished for his death, he has been waiting for an opportunity to strike back and get his revenge. "He has been waiting for a chance to take revenge on the Long family. But after decades of looking, he still hadn't found his opportunity and was finally unable to stay idle any longer. So, he ended up stealing the Long family's core information to sell and used all of the money to buy scattered stocks of the family's enterprise.

Gerald replied to Kambiri. "And you say you are among the ones that will return again?" Kambiri asked. "Oh yes! and when I return again with my full might! just like I killed your father I will kill all of you! and have your blood in my bare..." Gerald was still saying but Kamdiri angrily transforms his hand and aggravated the issue by pushing out his claws and slashing Gerald's throat. "Go tell him that you have failed, I have killed you, and have your own drops of blood in my bare hands," Kamdiri said with a fit of anger as he turns his back on the others.

Chu Xun acted as if he was in deep thought, then said indifferently, "I would have forgotten if you never mentioned it." Chu Xun could feel the blood energy surging in Blood Lord's body. It was a horrifying power. "Countless people have died in your hands, that's why you got the title of 'Chu the Devil'. I believe you if you say you almost forgot," Blood Lord said. The smell of blood always surrounded him. "So you are here for revenge?" Chu Xun asked. "Blood Hand and I were not on good terms, but I have to follow my master's orders. Otherwise, I wouldn't want to be your enemy," Blood Lord said ominously.

So horrible for Abednego, very astonishing. The side of his body had hit the ground in that struggle. He ran as fast as he could, rolled down a hill, rain pelting him mercilessly. He only stopped rolling when his body hit the bottom of a ravine. His ears stung from the howl of the wind. He clambered up the hill, trying to get to the tree line. A more piercing howl rang through the night. Abednego looked back to see the woman running on all fours down the hill, shrieking with anger. He used all the strength that he could to run. Blood spilled from Abednego's shoulder, and the sword felt like a heavy weight attached to his hand. She was gaining on him, and Abednego knew that his fate would be

For them to cry blood? Ansif caressed her back silently. His action surprised him. But he let it leave. After few minutes, Simran pulled away and said “ You have not completed your revenge yet. Do the same thing my brother did with Aliyah , throw me on road like he did” Ansif watched her in shock. How could she say something like that. Though he thought of doing something like that a the beginning, he could never do that, it is against his morals.

Hana shouted, thrusting the sword in her hand into Valdos left shoulder “Urrghhh!!!” Valdo could only wince when the pain from Hana's stab was felt in his hand. The smell of fresh blood immediately fill the room. Makes Nayana nod her head happily “Good Hana, good! Let's go on! Remember the crime he has done to you! Evil must be rewarded with evil! Kill him and receive my curse!” Nayana laughed loudly when she saw the hatred growing in Hana's eyes. Hana raised her sword again and stabbed Valdo's right shoulder

Liquid started to fell from his skin, his blood has stained the floor and it splashes through out the place staining Louise's silvery armour, his sword was dripping over his blood and when he draw back his sword. He looked at his tainted swors and his eye glimpse from the glimmers of a red blood dripping all over it. He was shimmered by an old unattainable feeling, such that thing that has never rusted within him is feeling him with the excitement he will take upon taking back Ethereal.