Sword Of Rupture の小説・ストーリー

His sword started to glow, and a powerful burst of light struck where the Swarm Queen stood like a lightning bolt. "Zephyr Slash!" The blade flashed brilliantly, carrying an unsettling presence around it. However, the attack was only half completed and was still in mid-air when the Swarm Queen extended her right hand ahead. The blade in her hand immediately struck upward. Clang! There was a loud clang, and the longsword possessing murderous intent broke into two…

Varz replied. Leak and Varz are coming to each other attacking each other. Swords and dagger are clashing incredibly at an incredible speed. Varz crosses Leak through, and Leak feels sluggish all of sudden. "What is this? Why am I out of Mana already?" Leak is agitated as he is out of Mana already. “Duraduo, a thunder sword that breaks one’s Mana circulation and a wind sword that cuts one’s Mana circulation.” Varz points out the Doraduo sword to Leak. ”You won’t get away!” He exclaimed.

I started vibrating my dagger at 55 percent speed, I then hit one of his swords and backed away to a safe distance. He stood in shock as he stares at the sword I hit, the metal let out a high-frequency ringing sound. I used this opportunity to see how he managed to keep up with me, I then noticed a tail holding onto the third sword. A leopard tail, I should have known! He is V4.1 replacement of V4. After a while of the sword ringing, it finally dies down. " * Sigh* That was close! I thought it was going to explode with so much friction between the atoms."

The dragon’s core hissed and smoked, coiling into the fractures. I swore under my breath, hammering like my life depended on it, gripping it like it was part of me. Every blow, every vibration, every shudder of metal was me screaming, crying, begging. “Don’t… break… not now…” I rasped, sweat in my eyes, dripping into my hair. Lips moving without sound, I muttered apologies, oaths, confessions, raw, filthy words to a broken sword that was still Lachlan, still alive, still mine. And I didn’t stop. Couldn’t stop.

She said don’t worry I will heal you. He asked what made you stand on the sword and felt comfortable. I couldn’t answer I just looked at him. He said my son don’t you ever underestimate the power of the bully sword. Whatever it wants to do no man or power can stop it. Do you know that a bully sword can repair itself in case it breaks? If it breaks the command, it to repair itself and it would obey your command. Daddy s it possible for someone to have access to the bully sword? No, the bully sword has been specially designed in the celestial word for only chanters. It is not easy for someone somewhere to get it.

Her brows were slightly frowned as she was understanding why he was being too considerate or was it not considerate? The Flaming Red Fire of Lava is a very powerful sword that can kill thousands of people with one swift move. It can even end hundreds of lives of monsters. It was so strong that everyone wanted it, but it came to an end when Vailan, when he was still a Crown Prince, got it out of accident and no one has seen its appearance after that.

Thus, Rufus stopped to recalculate his chances. Rufus shifted his focus to the metal fragment lodged in his leg. Biting down on his tongue, he yanked it free, hoping for a swift healing. He selected a target on the distant boulder and hurled his sword. The blade lodged horizontally, providing a perch. Rufus drew a deep breath, allowing himself space to run. He took a mighty leap, landing on the sword with his injured foot. "Fuck!" Rufus had to nurse the pain somehow. He wobbled, nearly falling off. "Almost there." He strengthened his resolve, withdrew the key from the air, and snapped it toward him.

As Adrian and Zector plunged into the rift, they were immediately met with a violent onslaught of waves that crashed down with overwhelming force, like a mountain descending upon them. They struggled to catch their breath amidst the suffocating pressure. "Such impact… I thrive on it!" Adrian exclaimed, his resolve hardened by the intense turbulence. He activated his Vital Energy once more, shaping a potent sword essence. The blade Adrian conjured seemed capable of cleaving through clouds and sunlight alike, cutting through anything in its path.

It took in a deep breath for another belch of flame. I extended my hand out. "Sword!" Nothing happened. The dragon's maw opened wide, ready to spit flame. "I am Nami! Sword!" The Aurora Sword flew from the trees. It landed in my hand just as the black flames extended from the dragon's mouth. The Aurora Sword lengthened and split the flame in two. The sword, my armor, and my wings all emanated white and rainbow light as I held fast against the black flame.

The war raged on, a battle of power and soul, each stroke striking like a crescendo amid the storm. My trembling palm clutched Xavier's sword, a relic of power that pulsed with an energy I didn't understand. The blade became an extension of my will as the Demon leaped at me with murderous intent. The sword clashed with its opponent's blade in a dance of survival, each strike mirroring the ferocious struggle for power.