Saber Force Warrior Novels & Stories

With that, the gap of his blade was filled with water, and the blade was as complete as before, emitting a frightening aura. Among all the weapons, the saber was the king while the sword was the emperor. The saber was always fierce and overbearing. "Chu Xun, the water is merciless and always changing, so prepare for death," You Tianyi said arrogantly. His saber was yet to cut down, but the Saber Qi was extremely chilling. Chu Xun remained indifferent. With his body surrounded by Immortal Qi, he looked as noble as a king. Swoosh! He jumped up to the sky again, and horrible purple flames suddenly rose from his fist. The terrifically high temperature even distorted the air. Chu Xun waved his fi

Hugo said, Athen was ready to give his everything for his vengeance. From next day the training started, Hugo didn't went easy on Athen for his first day, Hugo was a warrior he knew how to use his weapons, "You have stamina but you are not fast" said Hugo "You need to be the faster one to win battles", it wasn't the noon yet and Athen was already tired, Hugo decided to not continue for the first day, "You need a new sword of your own" said Hugo "Something which is perfect for you", Hugo decided to make a new sword for Athen and started working on it.

With the war mace and golden scimitar Caleb delivered, their combat abilities grew by miles. Martial's war mace was the Nine Nodes Tyrant Hammer, given to him by Qiri Crawford. Matched with the Nine Nodes From, he was so formidable that he alone could fan off a dozen novices to median Ruler ranks. Soless was even more impressive. With the Skymoon Blade that Jax Crawford had given her, she was alone but was easily handling a full group of pinnacle Ruler ranks, even killing a handful. If the Taran Swordform and the Taran Sword Technique wasn't good enough, she might have wiped them out entirely!

How could he possibly not understand the situation of the warriors? After a little astonishment, Saber said, "Boss, today's warriors are mainly divided into three levels: Overt Power, Covert Power and Supreme Power. Each level is divided into nine realms." "What level are you at?" Qin Haodong asked again. "All six of us, if fully recovered, are at the level of 7 realm of Overt Power." "What is Covert Power?" Qin Haodong asked. Nalan Jie answered, “Thanks to Dr. Qin and your pills, I had the privilege of breaking through the 9 realm of Overt Power and reaching the level of Covert Power."

All six halberds were shattered. In the next moment, Wilbur emerged from the storm, swiftly piercing the chest of an armored warrior with his sword. As the warrior's face filled with shock, a clone emerged from Wilbur's body, and both Wilburs charged toward the remaining warriors at the same time.

AUTHOR’S POV Alpha James' eyes widened in shock as he swiftly turned his wheelchair to face the warrior who had just made such a comment. "Dagger," Alpha James declared, dropping his scepter to the floor. His beta promptly handed him a dagger. Alpha James gripped the dagger and fixed a piercing gaze on the warrior. Other warriors, including Ezra, moved away from the warrior. The offending warrior's legs trembled with fear as Alpha James prepared to throw the dagger.

I wanted him to see the abyss he’d spent years trying to create. Tad remained my anchor, his hand a steady weight on my back. His voice was a low, melodic murmur that cut through the roar of the elements. “You can do this, Cara. Breathe. Control the storm; don’t let it become you.” While Tad held my spirit, Roman secured the perimeter. He moved like a living shadow, flanking Reign with a predator’s grace. Every warrior behind him stood like a statue of iron, their eyes fixed on my father, waiting for the single gesture that would authorize his end.

I walked the rows. I recognised most of the faces. Warriors I had trained alongside, eaten alongside, sparred against in the weeks of preparation. A young woman from the southern line who had been part of the left edge I had reset, her arm bound and her face pale but her eyes finding mine and holding with something that was not quite gratitude and not quite anything else I had a clean name for. One of Gareth's senior warriors, the one who had pulled my injured partner back during the centre push, lying very still with Sable's most experienced assistant working over him with quiet intensity.

Maeve POV “Put in some work!” I yelled at the warriors. They growled, coming at their partners with their swords. “Think of it as your enemy!” I yelled, watching the bloody men. They were wearing black shorts with swords. I split the warriors long ago; these are the warriors, my armies, and the ones I bounced out are the guards. Their training is not as exceptional as this; only powerful minds can pass this training, and we just recruit new people.

They were warriors, each standing as the embodiment of their kind, their fates inexorably tied to the outcome of this conflict. ‌ And then, as if summoned by the fates themselves, a figure emerged from the shadows. Sabrina, the Scarlet Witch, descended upon the battlefield, her presence electrifying. Her crimson cloak billowed around her, a beacon of power and purpose in the midst of the turmoil. ‌ "Enough!" Her voice, laden with authority, cut through the clamor like a blade. Her gaze swept across the warring factions, demanding attention and respect. "This war ends now." ‌ David's glare was a reflection of his internal struggle, torn between his ambition and the reality of the destruction