Sword Of Rupture Novels & Stories

Julian's smile twisted tight. "Well," he said. "Look who finally grew some balls." Viktor didn't waste a breath on him. He just stood like a wall, solid and unmoving. The first shot hit like thunder trapped between two walls. Viktor jerked, but didn't fall. Blood spread across his left side and soaked through the vest. He swung the baton, ugly and bone-crushing. The guard's wrist snapped, and the rifle dropped to the floor. "Run, Leo," Viktor growled, his voice tight with pain.

Ignoring the looks of horror right under him as he looked downward, Caleb raised the Guardian high up in the air and swung it downward again! World Burial Sword, Third Style—Skybreaker! Boom! The huge, bulky greatsword shone dazzlingly as it unleashed a shockwave that could destroy the world! The Alliance, Danmarch, and Nistral youths all felt as if a mountain was dropped on their heads, the terrible shockwave from the sword reducing their bodies to puffs of bloody mists instantly!

"Go, if the bad you see in the land of eregdrix cannot be comprehended, destroy evil with evil!" As he opened his both eyes, he flung his sword down at the ground, striking it with all energy he had in him. The sword struck down at the floors, rearranging the cracked and broken grounds and it vanished. Behold, it stood at the known gate way to Eregdrix and took the form of a man in a white coat, dark hair and brown eyes. "A war bringer, a war taker and a war ender...the morningstar sword." As the sword inhaled the breeze of the air concentrating his breathing towards evil, all hounds that had been seen, suddenly stopped all ongoing activities and rushed towards the creature Raphael forged fr

It is rumoured that the dragon sword's aura eliminates the regeneration of beings . " T-This... What are you doing? Kill her already!" Scarlett shouted, impatiently. Her nervousness overjoyed me to kill more of her remaining knights. I unsheathed another sword which was called Soul reaper. The mysterious sword that Drystan gave me before going into the battlefield. " Thanks to him, I can wipe out even the souls of these pathetic blood suckers," I cursed, slashing off the last black hood knight's head. His soul evaporated leaving only the dust of ashes.

I need my sword. Reaching behind my back, I feel the cool, smooth texture of my marking shift beneath my fingers. There’s a brief moment where the ink pulses, almost as if it’s alive, before it solidifies into the hilt of my sword. I draw it out, feeling the familiar weight settle into my hand. The blade hums with energy, a glowing blue that pulses in time with my heartbeat. This sword is mine, a part of me, born of my blood and soul. Athena’s gift, forged from my very essence.

For the stick Seth was holding on to wasn’t actually a stick, but the Dark Sword! Half its hilt was missing, and its blade had been reduced to the size of a rapier. It was because it was so greatly fractured that the dark domain around Zandor was flickering so. For the Dark Sword had almost been destroyed in that attack. In contrast to the broken figures of Seth and the Dark Sword, Ray looked hale and hearty. His avatar was no more due to the fact that Ray had exhausted most of his strength, but he was largely unharmed. Although he panted heavily and took many deep breaths, he had the upper hand here. He calmed his breathing and gathered the remnants of his power. He needed to keep the press

Andrius swung the hammer, each strike intercepting the sword energies. “This is the final sword.” Elder Frye’s eyes carried a smile of approval. “Skybreaker!” The moment he shouted, an aura that was even stronger than the sum of the previous sword energies suddenly descended. Crack! Crack, crack... Just as it appeared, the ground beneath Andrius cracked incessantly. Andrius took a deep breath and began to gather energy for his most powerful strike once again. Soon...

He gets interrupted by Penelope before he can continue. "Raven has a red sword on the hind leg of her wolf with a crescent moon on her forhead. She is the warrior of the moon." I look at her dumbfounded. For one, No one was suppose to know about my wolf's appearance and two, I had no idea there was a red sword on my hind leg.

But first… I need to buy something to protect myself. ”Wai, open the store. I want to buy the sacrificial sword“ [Sacrificial sword. A sword that helps the user make a blast that is 10x his normal hit. This would only happen one time for every 25 seconds. It cost 150 harto. You currently have 220 harto. Do you still want to purchase it?] Letting out a sigh, it is not as if I can go on like this without any weapon. But wait… isn't a gun more useful than a sword? I always use a sacrificial sword which is why I was so used to it. But, a sword for long-distance combat, isn't it… a little useless?

first, but I'm not sure what made her change her mind,” Drom said, taking a corner of the bandage that was still stuck to his wound and pulling it out. With a sigh of relief, he winced.“Even so, those individuals invaded our land and destroyed our people. Even if she aided you, she would face punishment at our hands still,” Thomas explained.“I completely agree with you. Drom said, "She isn't an exception." There was a long pause before anyone else spoke up.“Did she say something about a way to get rid of the injury?” “Robert Townsdy inquired.“Yes,” Drom said, looking down at his chest. Only the covenant sword, she said, will restore my power and repair this wound. My shai magic did not vani