Spear Hero Novels & Stories

A huge metal spear shot out, carrying the might of lightning and producing illusions in the sky! Boom! The speed of that spear surpassed the realm of the half-step to the other shore! In the blink of an eye, the spear pierced through a king of disciples who lagged behind! Before the king of disciples from Country Y could even react, he saw that his chest had been pierced by a cold light. The next moment, his body exploded and turned into ashes! Even so, the spear's power did not diminish and went straight for the other king of disciples from the sixth zone!

Pugna Spear was forged from exceptionally rare materials. Just as Ralph raised the spear, Adrian felt a connection between himself and the weapon. Combined with Ralph's strength, Adrian knew that a spiritual connection had begun to form between them. Even though Ralph had yet to reach level nine, the fact that he could achieve this feat was enough to demonstrate his extraordinary strength. "Spare me your sympathies. You’re gonna die here today," Adrian said as he brandished his sword. Pointing his spear at Adrian, Ralph sneered and said, "Anyone can talk big, but let’s see if you can walk the talk.”

Hence, with a battlecry, Renard released all his pure vigor, focusing them into his hand as he projected a three-meter long spear. "Take this, brat!" Renard stomped his foot, shattering the tiles beneath as he vaulted ten meters above and streaked toward Frank with his spear. The bystanders had to cover their ears from the endless droning as the spear tore through the air, but Frank was still standing his ground. "A spear of pure vigor? Now that's something." He watched as Renard shot downward at him, spear in hand and took a deep breath before growling under his breath, "Five-Peat Archaeus!"

Justices was not convinced, but he didn't dare to say it out loud. He didn't know how powerful this spear skill would be next. After all, it was only the third move at the moment. "There's no need to be unconvinced. This spear technique is the Overlord Spear." "I know. With your qualifications, you naturally won't be able to understand exactly how powerful it is." "But I can tell you one thing. Its original body belongs to a True God from a very long time ago." "So, do you still want to continue playing!" As soon as he finished speaking, a senior executive of the rebel army jumped out.

In her hands was a long silver spear. And she threw it, aiming right at Elora’s heart. But it never reached her. Ryker leapt across the room, catching the spear midair with one hand. His bare feet slammed against the marble, skidding as he twisted with a guttural growl, and then, with all the strength of the fury in his soul, he spun and hurled the weapon straight into Varek’s chest. The spear pierced through armor, flesh, and bone. Varek eyes shot open as he let out a loud gasp. Blood exploded from his mouth, his knees buckled, and he hit the ground with a loud thud.

He hadn't been planning to fight yet, but the spear had been one step ahead of him and was ready for action. Sacred weapons were different from ordinary ones. It could sense the change in the situation through the energy of its master. "Be careful, ma'am!" Sebastian shouted. He shook the Flamedrake Soul Spear, and a scarlet glow pierced the air and shot forth.

Veronica asked, the lady did not even flinch at the sight of the dead bodies, true that she was known as the most heartless woman and deadliest Spy in the agency. “Approximately, two weeks or 17 days, not more,” Aryan said as he looked at the broken shades of glass. “Traces of any weapon?” She asked recording all the information. “Looks like a gun is missing but I can’t figure out what they have been stabbed with, brutal murder I must say,” Aryan commented as Sid looked around. With his lances. True that there were not many fingers and the ones he found belong to the dead ones. “Sid, examine this one,” Aryan said pointing at the glass that had some blood on it and a very faint fingerprint.

Yet, as they deliberated their next move, screams erupted from the rear of their group. Hyacinth whirled around, only to witness a blur of motion behind them. A dark, swift spear cleaved through the golden bodies of emperors with relentless force, leaving gaping wounds in its wake. It was a terrifying sight to behold. “This…” Before Hyacinth could finish speaking, a spear flashed before her eyes and froze her in place. “Haha! This is so much fun! I haven’t been able to kill so many deities in ages,” a voice echoed, filled with malice and cruelty emanating from the figure standing before the barrier. He was clad in a black robe and brandished a blood-drenched sword.

Jaden shouted. The next moment, the Sovereign Silver Spear streaked across the sky and tore through the defensive power of a semi-divine realm expert before he could react. The weapon punched straight through the man's heart. Blood poured from the wound as his life force collapsed instantly. Part of that blood was drawn into the spear while the rest slid down its shaft and dripped to the ground. The entire sequence lasted less than a second. A semi-divine realm expert had been killed in a single strike.

Aldric crashed to the ground and didn’t get up. That was my chance! My hands moved before I thought. I snatched the dagger, ‘The Spear of Death’ from the floor. And as Valor turned toward me, I drove the blade into his back with every ounce of strength I had left. His scream tore through the clearing like thunder splitting the sky. He staggered forward, spine arching violently as the runes on the dagger burned into his flesh, spreading like wildfire under his skin. He scrambled desperately, his hands swinging widely like she was trying to pull it out.