Sword Of The Falcon の小説・ストーリー

The blade gleamed with a brilliant silver light, its edge shimmering with a promise of sharpness. The blood sword! I exclaimed internally, astonished by the fact that I had successfully conjured the legendary weapon known to be wielded by a valiant warrior from Cairos—a neighboring nation to Springgan. Apollo had shared stories about it, expressing his dream to create such a weapon one day. Empowered by the gauntlet, I held the blood sword with ease. The blade's edge gleamed, a testament to its lethal potential. Just as the icy shield surrounding me shattered, the dominus seized the opportunity to consume me. Its jaws opened wide as it lunged towards me. Reacting swiftly, I positioned the sw

With one hand, he grabbed Brandon by the hair and forced the man's face upward. “Do you see?” he whispered. “This is why I always win.” He leaned in a little closer. “Not because I'm stronger.” Falcon wore a triumphant grin. “But because I'm not as foolish as you are to play by the rules.” Falcon casually released Brandon's hair, allowing his head to slump forward again. Then he drew a pistol from inside his suit. The muzzle came to a stop directly against the center of Brandon's forehead. The entire warehouse suddenly fell silent. Even the distant exchange of gunfire seemed to disappear.

On the pavilion floor lay a sword carved with a dragon, and standing on it was the man who had shouted. He stooped slightly, breath ragged; his eyes were bloodshot, bulging as if they might pop from their sockets. Through gritted teeth he thought, 'Xiu Jian is a damned wretch! I can’t even burn his sword!' Indeed, the trembling, furious man was Huang Fu, and the blade beneath his boot was the Sacred Dragon Sword. He had tried to set the sword aflame—yet not only did the flames refuse to take, the fuel he poured seemed to be absorbed and vanished, drying as if swallowed by the metal itself.

The figure turned, and the torchlight caught his face. "Falcon..." I whispered, disbelief shaking my voice. He didn't answer. His focus was locked on the rogues, his jaw tight, eyes blazing. With a guttural snarl, he launched himself at the nearest wolf, his blade flashing in a deadly arc. The steel bit deep, severing flesh and bone. The rogue crumpled with a strangled yelp.

’ Not bothering to waste time waiting for an answer, I quicken my pace and make a beeline straight for them. As Mateo hits the ground, Fineon jumps to the side, landing easily on his paws, and then remains in pace while Fallon jumps off his back and pulls the anima sword from her back pocket. With a flourish, she slashes it through the air as it extends to its full glory and begins to glow with a dazzling white light. The sword was impressive; I would give it that, but was it truly enough to kill Mateo? Deciding that we would find out soon enough, I turn my focus to Fineon and Mateo as they began to attack, meeting each other blow for blow while Fallon awaited her opportunity to take her sho

Count Croyso smiled and nodded, asking Thomas to take it. Selena brought out a dazzling short sword, its sheath made of gold and encrusted with gems, the hilt adorned with a large, lustrous pearl. It was incredibly valuable. Holding the sword with both hands, Selena said, “Father, you are a warrior, and this sword suits you perfectly. I went to great lengths to find it, so you must like it, or I’ll take it back!”

Linking my arm through Jade’s I began pulling her along to follow the boys. “Come on, try to get there before the sun starts coming up.” We met up with the guys, which Kellan had already shifted into a large green Dragon, but while he was magnificent, it wasn’t nearly as impressive as Cyran’s Dragon. Once we were all settled on Kellan’s Dragon, luggage and all, Kellan spread his gigantic wings and flapped them a few times before taking off into the night sky.

Walganus glanced at James and clasped his fists, saying, “Farewell, James. I pray that you will eventually resolve the Third Calamity of humanity. Let’s hope that your strength would have increased drastically when we meet again. The next time we meet, I hope you’ll be capable of handling your own matters by yourself instead of relying on others.” Then, Walganus soared to the sky and left Planet Galileo, disappearing from everyone’s view. “Get lost if you value your life!” Sophie did not mince her words with Falco. Falco’s expression was cloudy. Sophie was too powerful, and even her aura alone was enough to suffocate him. Once she resorted to violence, he would die a horrible death. “Count y

The giant bird suddenly stopped flapping its wings and landed on a nearby boulder. It was a strange bird with the appearance of a falcon, standing at a height of sixty to seventy meters, which was astonishing. Its gaze swept around and stopped at one person. That person subconsciously looked down at the sword hanging from his waist, his expression somewhat unnatural. There was a conspicuous ancient pattern of a falcon on the scabbard of his sword. Frederick turned to look at that person and shouted, "Leave your sword behind!" "But..." Clang! Frederick left a cut mark on the ground next to the man, then growled sternly, "Do you want all of us to die with you?"

We were joined soon by Anthonier and Hilra who also appeared surprised at the sight. But while Xialara tried to check for a pulse in her neck and base of her thumb. Something else caught my eye. The ruby colored gem at the hilt of the sword was now a clear diamond. No sign of red. I picked it up by its blade and examined it under the moonlight to check for any cracks or possible leakages. There were none. The red color had just vanished. My blood was gone.