The Emperor's Blade Novels & Stories

The Fiend Emperor's foul aura roiled around him. "Do you want to fight?" The Immortal Emperor Sword sneered. He wasn't afraid of Fiend Emperor at all. With Immortal Emperor Wind and Immortal Emperor, how could he be afraid of the Fiend Emperor? "Both of you, please calm down. It's merely a small matter. Fiend Emperor, if you truly pity your people, it won't be too late for you to fight against Immortal Emperor Sword after we obtain the star spirit." The Immortal Emperor said indifferently.

A panicked voice cried. Blades swung in an erratic arc, chopping down everything in its path. There was no pattern, and the blades did not need a long time to finish rewiring the mechanisms. General Cade barreled through, deflecting blade after blade. But his efforts were futile as the blades were unending, and now the spears and crossbows had joined the fray as they ran into the tiled floors. For now, they were lucky not to have triggered the pit of spinning blades. The emperor was having difficulty deflecting the arrows due to his injury. However, with General Cade, he was still protected. A blade nicked the General in the thigh, and another grazed his shoulder, making deflection harder.

a voice barked. Zane jolted upright, his wig nearly slipping sideways. His instincts made him reach for a gun he didn’t have. His hand twitched toward his hip before he remembered it was a sword, not a pistol. He didn’t even know how to use this one. Wrong century. Wrong life. Standing in the doorway was Kim Insoo, captain of the guards, his brows knotted, chest heaving like he’d just run across the palace. His sharp eyes swept across the room, landing squarely on Dr Tae.

"I won't let go." Rhydian smiled through the blood on his lips. "You never have to." The Twin Blades merged into one brilliant white sword. Its light pierced the heavens. The King of the Void looked at the weapon. For the first time... It took a single step backward. "You forged..." Its voice carried something unfamiliar. "...the Blade of Beginning." The Creator smiled. "No. They did." The white blade released a pulse of light that spread across the collapsing world. Dead trees bloomed. Broken stone became green with life. The frightened Gatekeepers felt hope returning to their hearts. Even the widening crack in the sky stopped growing.

"What is your duty? To serve the Emperor's will! What is the Emperor's will? That we fight and die!"—chants from Warhammer 40,000 (videogame) (Content Warning—this chapter contains scenes of graphic violence and gore, reader's discretion is advised.) ** Ides of January, 41 AD The raw cry of—"Traitors!"—ripped through the torch-lit tunnel like a banshee’s wail. “Die!” SWISH THRUST “Urk—”

The man's daughter, tiptoed as he bent over for her to reach Axe, her small fingers reaching out to touch Axe's bruised arm, whispered, "It's okay, mister. Papa will take care of you." ‘I came here to find a kid to raise into an indomitable bodyguard that will be loyal to you for life, and yet you chose such a weakling and useless thing?’ Chairman Blade thought, staring down at Axe and then at the worried way his daughter glanced at him, her tiny hand holding onto hid dirty ones as tears trickled down her peachy cheeks.

I looked at him, my vision blurring slightly. He stood and took a velvet box from a servant, opening it. Inside was not a diamond ring, it was a pure gold family ring. "Isabella," he said, his gaze steady and intense. "This ring represents half of the power of the De Luca family. "I place it in your hands." "From today on, you are not only the heir of the Costa family. "You are also the lady of the De Luca family." I looked at him. At the man powerful enough to shake the entire mafia world, then standing before me, offering half his empire without hesitation.

Blade came out with his usual all black clothing—a big black sweatshirt, a black baggy jean, black glasses, black face cap, black sneakers— and a revolver carefully tucked by his side. To my shock, the passenger door opened and a girl came out. She was obviously young, probably fourteen or fifteen with red hair and a round hazel eyes which peered at me through the glass of the coffee shop. I couldn’t help but wonder who she was and why Blade had decided to bring her along. They both shared words before walking towards the coffee shop. “Emily!” Blade called as he walked inside with his companion right behind him. “I’m right here,” I said waving my hands in the air to draw his attention.

He said with shivering lips as he forced himself to smile. "Here." He answered almost immediately. "Here? W-what are you talking abou──" He didn't have the time to finish his words when he felt the tip of Carzus' sword on his neck while the knight with him took care of all the knights serving the emperor. "You ungrateful brat!" Emperor Edleman yelled between his gritted teeth. If a glare could pierce a person, then Carzus has already pierced into pieces by his sharp glare.

He held the king's sword in his hands as a fierce sword aura spread in the atmosphere. "Seven forms of saint sword: Fourth form- desolation!" Tsarayu let out loudly as he slashed with his king's sword. An Arch of bright light could be seen, filled with terrifying power, which passed monster Emperor Taras as it continued ahead killing everyone who came in its path whether it be a monster or a tribe warrior before it disappeared in the horizon. "A..." Monster Emperor Taras stood there as his eyes were opened wide. He coughed out black blood before his body split into two parts from the center, falling to the ground. Many couldn't help but vomit as they saw this gruesome scene.