Shadow Paladin Cardfight Vanguard Novels & Stories

However, every once in a while, new monsters rise. ------ Rank 973 : Phantom Origin : Unknown Combat Style : Unregistered Description : A prominent black armored trident wielder. Widely recognized for the notorious kill-steal during the collaborated hunt organized by the green boards. Also made his appearance during the Yaksha attack. Title : Ominous Paladin ------ …. …. …. ------ Rank 1000 : Creed Gryffon Origin : Clanless Combat Style : Unregistered

Yu Liang bought three cards at this point to help himself, "Refresh", "Potion for all poisons" and "Cloak of Temporary Invisibility". The Refresh card was like a Reset in a game, any state the body is in is reverted to the normal state. In a few seconds, the big soldier between Yu Liang's legs fell asleep again and he could finally think rationally once again.

The Arcana Legion were scared about this duel. Suddenly their Tarot Cards glowed the same with Umbra’s tarot card located at Manehattan he looks at his tarot card glowing then looks at the dark blackened skies “Amicitia… my sweetheart” he said with a worried tone suddenly the Arcana Legion and Umbra heard my voice “Arcana Legion and Umbra I know you’re scared about this duel but duel is very similar to final shadow turbo duel when Jack, Yusei and Crow each having 4000 life points while Rex Goodwin has 12,000 life points but this is the opposite they have 32,000 life points while I have 4000 life points but its okay I have cards that they don’t have okay, and also I’ll have my tarot card on s

Skills: Pickpocket(active), Silent Steps(passive), Ambush(passive), Cutthroat(active), Shadow Clone(active) Level: 5 HP: 192/192 MP: 160/160 Str: 15 Int: 13 Def: 14 Mag Def: 14 Const: 16 Dex: 11 Agi: 11 Luck: 55/100 Phys Attack: 55 (45+10) Mag Attack: 39 (39) Phys Defense: 33 (28+5) Mag Defense: 31 (28+3) Movement Speed: 5.5 m/s Attack Speed: 1.65/s Skill Points: 25

The silence that followed the shattered volley was broken only by the rhythmic, heavy clanking of Alpha Silas’s advancing front line. The Shadow-Claw vanguard didn't stop. They were veterans of a hundred border skirmishes, their minds hardened against standard pack magic. They raised their long, slender halberds, their obsidian-black shields forming a wall of moving voids that narrowed the distance to less than fifteen paces.

“Since Regal Palace defeated Shadow Totem two years ago, you are right, we do not have the qualifications to be enemies with Regal Palace. “However there is only one person here, which is you. You do not represent the entire Regal Palace. “And the Stormbringer Mercenaries is one of the top mercenary groups internationally, so we cannot afford to ruin our reputation.” Squinting, Jermaine laughed and asked, “So, you guys are set on fighting me?” He then took a stack of cards and fanned them out. Under the lights in the hall, each card shone brightly. This set of golden cards was not only Jermaine’s favourite toy, but also his weapon. He could shoot all fifty-four cards in the set in a row, and

They were waiting for the Warlord to send them to the slaughter. ​Protect them, Astra snarled in my mind, her maternal, Lycan instincts flaring violently. They are ours. ​"No," I rasped through the modulator, my voice cutting through the thunder of the rain. ​Alaric blinked, surprised. "General?" ​"The Vanguard is too raw to hold as an anvil against three hundred starving Ferals," I commanded, drawing my twin obsidian swords. The violet runes etched into the glass hummed to life. "Shadow Legion Phalanx! You are the anvil!

The thick silver wires snapped back with a loud crack, curling away like dying spiders as the heavy iron lid swung open, releasing a blast of ancient, freezing dust. “Reach inside,” Silas ordered, his breathing turning shallow. “Pull out the leather wrapping. Handle it with your palms, Victoria. The parchment is fragile.” I slid my hands into the dark opening, lifting a thick, heavy roll of coarse gray wolf skin stained with shimmering black ink. “This isn't human paper.” “It is the hide of the first shadow vanguards. They carved the history into their own skin when the first wars ended. Unroll it on the stone pedestal. Look at the text at the top.”

Vanguard? My breath hitched. Air trapped in my lungs. I forced myself to take shallow sips of oxygen. The Unit Vanguard was the Lugal’s personal death squad. They didn't hunt scavengers. They hunted high-value targets. Traitors. Rogue Ensi. Why were they in the Dregs?

At the far end of the rotunda stood three massive doors forged from solid, enchanted silver—the isolation cells. Standing between us and the cells was a barricade of lethal intent. Six elite Shadow Guard warriors stood shoulder-to-shoulder, completely blocking the corridor. They were the most terrifying soldiers in the Vanguard. They wore armor forged from dark starlight, their faces entirely hidden behind smooth, featureless obsidian helmets. In their hands, they held massive, heavy halberds tipped with liquid silver. They did not bow when King Silas Vane stepped into the rotunda. They lowered their halberds in perfect, terrifying unison, forming a barricade of razor-sharp steel pointing di