Spear Hero Novels & Stories

In a mix of ceremony and instinctual response, the crowd gives them space. SpearTongue steadies herself; spear held like a coiled viper, her fanged dagger hidden. Her brother raises a shield to cover his chest, his heavy, obsidian-edged wooden club poised low to meet her first strike. It takes both a few seconds to notice the lone, hunched figure suddenly standing between them.

He was in time to kill another enemy who was preparing to attack Leo. “I also saved your life, silly brother.” “Phew!” Leo moved swiftly and rushed toward their enemies. Nobody was as speedy as him. Meanwhile, Libra from the Twelve Golden Zodiacs took out a silver spear from the armory. As the master of weapons, he was skilled in using more of the weapons in the world, especially the spear. “My good partner, let’s kill with me!” In an instant, he used the spear skillfully while he moved across the battlefield. He chopped, stabbed, poked, slashed, and smashed the people. Every method and pose were powerful, and he looked like a master.

Warren was stunned before saying, “Sure. No one wants it anyway. “However, I think that the spear will break in a few moves if you wield it, Kayson. You’re not going to use it to fight against the Cadogans’ Steel Screen man, are you?” Kayson shook his head and said with excitement in his gaze, “Of course not. There’s something I need in the spear! “If I can’t break the Cadogans’ Steel Screen man just by using Heavenless, I believe that what’s contained in this spear will allow me to do that!” Even Warren found it incredulous upon hearing Kayson’s remark. Kayson picked up the aged spear and constantly felt the needle-like sharpness probing at his palm. There was septmetal energy contained in

It is a weapon that strikes fear into the hearts of their enemies, poised to be wielded when the situation demands it. On Tritan's right, Trent, armed with a spear attached to his pack, glides through the water with determination. The spear's sleek design and sharp tip make it an ideal weapon for both offense and defense. Tucked into his wrap, he carries a dagger supplied by Tritan, a compact and reliable weapon that provides him with an additional layer of protection. As the majestic hippocampi trail behind, their regal presence adds an aura of magnificence to the formation. Their impressive bodies move with grace and strength, their scales glistening in the water as they swim in perfect sy

Swirling my spear with belligerence, I took the pleasure of knocking the club away from her hand with a single strike. Without hesitation I lunged forward; I snatched it up, my motion fluid. She tried to recover, but it was too late. With all the strength and fury I could muster, I drove my spear forward into her chest. Her momentum broke; for a brief second she came to a standstill. The image of Mehan flashed through my mind once more, and I thrust the spear deeper into her chest. “This is for Mehan.” I muttered, pulling out my spear, and she slumped to the ground, dead.

It broke through the water shields, evaporating them into nothingness and doing the same to the entire mana ocean before appearing in front of Verra. The Dicroglossi opened its mouth and a forest of vines flew out and all wrapped around the body of the spear stopping it. There was no chance to celebrate as another spear with tenfold the power was already on its way. With no snow bunnies or mana ocean to suppress it, Verra had to face its full power. Megan Called forth her Sea Queen who went and used her body to slow down the advance of the Spear.

But at the moment, I’d much rather be involved with bringing down a werewolf-run drug running operation instead of a vampire-inflicted human homicide bordering pack lands. “Detective Fergeson, it’s nice to meet you. I’m sorry it has to be under these conditions.” I say, turning to shake his hand. “I’m Alpha Scarlett, the Alpha of the Crimson Snow Pack and these,” I point to Bree and Dax, “these are my Gamma and Lead Warrior, Bree and Dax.” Motioning to the others, I tell him, “this is Blake, Serafina, Theo and Conan, four more of my warriors. And this is Tasha and Channing, two of my trackers. Channing is the one who found the deceased.” I hear someone clearing their throat near me. “Oh, for

he taunted with a devilish grin, sword resting on his shoulder. "That was just the appetizer. The main course is about to begin!" With an audience to impress, Elwood could not show weakness. He talked big as he strode over to a chest and pulled out a golden spear with a tip that shimmered like a ghost. It was the Tyrant Spear. "Falling to this spear will be your final rest," he declared, twirling the weapon with a flourish, charging at Alexander like a war god unleashed. His presence alone was enough to make the faint-hearted quail.

Quickly with a swift movement he caught the spear in his hand and before she could make for him again, he had positioned himself aiming the spear for Sebastian and he let It fly. Mara in her body shared with the goddess saw Sebastian’s impeding doom and before it could get anymore complicated, she acted out of impulse and went and stood in the way. Sebastian was too late to push her out of the way and so also was Caelum who now got back his consciousness. The spear found Mara and went through her stomach as she let off a howl of pain. It was argentum spear made of the purest silver.

Still, even as the thought wanders inside my mind, I notice a wooden door on the far end of the room opening. Ryan is already shouting a warning, his voice rising above the roar of the crowd, but it's no use. Before they can turn around, a broad-shouldered hybrid exits in fury, a long blade in his hand. The Elite man spins around, and time slows down. I watch in horror as the hybrid grabs him effortlessly by the shoulder and plunges the weapon deep into his chest.