The Emperor's Blade Novels & Stories

“You overestimate yourself!” “Do you really think this level of attack can kill us?” “You’re the one who should die!” The three Dragon Kings unleashed their powerful techniques and easily blocked Andrius’ attack. Furthermore, as Andrius was sent flying back, they tacitly unleashed another technique. A strange weapon suddenly appeared in the air, slicing down toward Andrius with a force that could split heaven and earth. It was the ultimate move of the Void Thunder Dragon clan, the Dragon Emperor’s Blade!

That was why, when Miss Lan sensed the aura of the three-eyed figure, she was so repulsed that she slashed at the man with her sword. “Who are you? Why have you come to my palace?” asked Emperor Zi, who also had no idea who this figure was. It had suddenly appeared and declared that the time had come, as if he owed this figure a debt. Yet it was clear he owed absolutely nothing to the person standing before him.

"Why? You actually gave up your title as Crown Prince for this tramp. Are you trying to drive me mad? If it weren't for her, would you have tried to elope? Is that how you repay your father and me, who've invested so much in you?" Under her relentless questioning, Dorian was left speechless with shame. Just then, the sound of footsteps approached from behind. "You ungrateful son! Since you're willing to give up your title for this woman, then I'll grant your wish." "Your Majesty, no! Dorian was just temporarily misled. Please give him another chance!" Empress Victoria immediately fell to her knees, begging for mercy. Emperor Roland glanced at his rebellious son, who showed no sign of remorse

I snapped my head up. A sight of a handsome face and a broad frame. Tall. Dark blond hair. And those eyes. Ice blue, colder than snow, looked at me with an unforgiving gaze. Jump back on my feet quickly. I pulled the knife from my side-slit dress and lunged at him. He dodged too easily. Blocking another attack with ease. It irritated me. “What’s happening, Sera?” Kael’s voice came through. “I’m surrounded by Ventura men, and Zavier Ventura is here,” I whispered.

Assassin blocked one of the swords. "Yes," Excitedly, I clapped my hands, smiling ear to ear. All heads turned to me. The Savior used it as an opportunity. Getting on his knees, he shoved his free hand under his hood from front and took out a long blade, quickly he swiped it in the air. Second and third stumbled. His sword swung one more time on their neck. Their bodies slammed to the ground. The thick fabric of their cloaks were soaking the blood. "Brilliant! Bravo!" I wanted to clap one more time. But I held myself. I peered at them anxiously. I wanted to know were they dead?

Although he avoided the dagger of the final pirate, he was slammed with a gut punch as a follow up move. "That hurt," he said involuntarily. His sword lowered to protect himself and cut the final man's arm. The punchy pirate fell back in pain. Unfortunately, the club flew at him from his blind spot, and the hit made him see stars. He leaned back against the railing, knowing that if he didn't clear his head, he would lose it momentarily. But the dizziness did not end quickly enough, and the Emperor could see the long sword coming at him. He closed his eyes and instead of feeling steel, he felt a splash of water. All across the deck, Imperial soldiers that had been sabotaging the other ships p

“Frost, is everything okay?” F-Frost? The only person who called me that was… Taking the courage to open my eyes, I slowly lifted my head and looked at the person in front of me. It was Lansford. I let out a breath of relief when I saw his annoying face and just slapped his hand away. He almost gave me a heart attack with how similar his voice was to Ciel. “I am okay. Leave me alone,” I said before grabbing the blanket and covering myself. Letting him see me scared and vulnerable like this was too embarrassing and he might just take advantage of me. I would never let a mere human like Lansford gain control over an immortal like me.

Coupled with the dissatisfaction of the Emperor due to Carina's scandal, it seemed that the Second Prince's faction did some mysterious movement. Until… "Y-you…" The Emperor stared wide in shock at Janeth when she successfully stabbed him on his chest. The dagger that was on her hand wasn't an ordinary one. It was a dagger that was made of the finest quality of metal. There was even a huge amount of sword energy imbued that was lethal to anyone.

She wanted more, but her body couldn't handle it anymore. The woman is Blade, a promising female warrior in the Greenstone and captain of a squad. She's an omega, but she managed to rise through the ranks with her exceptional talent. However, being one of the strongest still couldn't satisfy her. She's only a big fish in the well, and many are stronger than her outside.

The Phantom Blade was too light for something designed to end a life. It sat in Damian’s palm, a sliver of polished titanium that seemed to pull the nursery’s amber light into its edge. Damian didn’t look like a man whose estate was currently being dismantled by orbital strikes. He looked like a man who had finally solved a tedious riddle. He rotated the needle between his thumb and forefinger, his movements slow, deliberate, and terrifyingly steady. "The lion’s head engraving," he murmured.