Sharpest Blade On Earth Novels & Stories

Not that its challenging. I enjoy the quiet of my room as I start in on my knives. The Tungsten steel alloy of the blades gleams in my eyes as I cherish the reflects. The sharpest part of the blade gleams a bright yellow where I infused it with my scales. I sharpen it against another just like it and the sound is music to my ears. Sparks fly between the blades as they clash.

Shame this was evening happening to me. Unfortunatly, Damon moved to stand beside Ethan. “These are Twisted Blade push daggers. A tri-edge blade that spirals. Also known as a cyclone blade. They insure maximum damage with little effort. When used correctly, it will increase our killing effectiveness by 10%. Your opposite will bleed out before their wolf will be able to heal them.”

I held out my hand, waiting to see what it was. I felt the hilt on my palm. Its hilt was intricate, symbols were woven into the handle. Its blade glistened. It was a beautiful knife. "The Blade of Shadows," she replied in awe. "It hasn't chosen anyone in ages." "Really?" I asked, turning it around in my hand. "It's an ancient weapon. Like the artifact, it was forged by the first wolves. It holds great power, but it's also dangerous. You must be careful."

“That doesn’t matter. All you need to do is tell me where to find it.” “It’s not that easy. The Arctic Blade can’t be acquired, it has to be earned,” Merida told us. “It’s said to be one of the most searched for treasures of the world. Not only vampires but all sorts of species go after it, but so far, no one had been able to find it. Some have even died trapped in the ice Caves of Kamatayan, where it lies on a river that flows through the caves. It’s said to be a sacred sword that had been created by the Gods as a gift to the mages. However, when it fell into the wrong hands, killing hundreds of innocent lives, the Gods locked it up in the middle of a river that has been flowing for centuri

Then I grabbed my sheath for my waist and inserted my seven inch parkerized blade. “Holy Moon Goddess! You look like you are going to war.” Rory squealed. I laughed at her energy. I look over at Aiden who is looking at me with some emotion I cannot name. The last thing I grab is my Kukri Machete. It’s eight inches long and completely black. There is only a thin silver lining along the edge. It’s great for combat, but I am going to slice through some of the targets. “Okay, I’m ready.”

He had one sword in each hand. "Do you see these swords? Let me introduce them to you. The black sword on my right is called the Absolute Darkness Blade. The white sword on my left is the Absolute Light Blade! The technique I'm using is an upper earth rank technique called the Dual Absolutes. I've already reached proficiency, and am only a step away from perfection…" The moment he said that Fane raised an eyebrow in surprise. Warriors who could practice an upper earth rank technique were definitely strong and talented. Upper earth rank techniques were the pinnacle for most warriors below sixty.

It was in a completely passive situation of being beaten. At this time, Zhou Tian went behind the Earth Demon. He was much shorter than the Earth Demon, so he seized the opportunity and jumped up suddenly. He held the dagger and stabbed it into the back of the Earth Demon's head. With a puff, the dagger was made of a special material, which could even penetrate iron sheets without hurting the tip of the knife, let alone the head of the Earth Demon. At this time, the dagger pierced the head of the Earth Demon, and the whole blade was inserted into it.

Blight, Ryker’s Gamma, steps forward with a grin on his face. He’s dressed in all black like me, with blackout tattoos covering his neck and arms. Short cropped blonde hair, grey eyes, tall but muscular; I’ve heard tales about this Gamma that rival my own. He has a penchant for killing humans in the most gruesome ways, and his favorite weapon is a JagdKommando knife; the deadliest of blades as it has three edges that spiral together like a corkscrew into a sharp tip. No doctor can sew up a wound left by this knife.

I watched him carefully as he pressed a series of buttons until the wall slid open. Instantly, a green light shone directly into my face, nearly blinding me. Slowly opening my eyes, I saw a giant, long, green, shiny blade. It looked so polished that I could see my reflection staring back at me from its surface. "My ancestors and I have spent generations creating this blade. It's called the Blade of Poison," he whispered in astonishment, staring at the object before him as though it were a priceless trophy. Slowly, he pulled the blade from its sheath and brought it toward my face.