The Reign Of The Seven Spellblades นิยาย & เรื่องราว

It all fueled her determination to bring an end to Zephyr's reign of darkness. Summoning every ounce of strength within her, Sable unleashed a flurry of blows upon Zephyr, her sword cutting through his defenses with unyielding precision. He staggered backward, his dark armor cracking under the relentless assault. She pressed forward, sensing his weakening resolve. With one final strike, Sable's sword pierced through Zephyr's chest, a burst of light erupting from the wound.

This was known as the holy war. The seven children played a great part in bringing despair to not only mankind but the heavens. From heaven's greatest angel they fell to the position of the seven princes of hell. However, with their power combined they still could not kill a god. After their defeat, Freya was eternally sealed to a holy cube. Even after all this, he still could not bring himself to kill her.

He didn't give two fucks about them. "Will you accept a person as your mate if you think that he or she has a hand in your parents murder?" Zephyr asked and almost immediately, they echoed a no, making Bellona relax a little. "But the moment she got herself back, she apologized profusely and has repented." Zephyr said. "There is a high chance that the spell can manifest some other time and she'll try to attack you again." One elder who hadn't said anything for a long time stood up and spoke.

The black blade of her sword was now stained with fresh blood of her victims, dropping in the ground. Just then, she and the kids eyes meet. The kid in black cloak suddenly leap from the up hill, down towards her and been followed by the other one behind her back. As she leaps the cover in her head fall, showing the long raven hair of the child and her unemotional face. "Crimson Blade." the kid said as soon as she landed in front of Zitrey. Zitrey just stared quietly on her old self. This child's tiny hand was now full of lives she killed.

Each ring carried the crest of one founding family. He rotated the globe slowly. A soft metallic click echoed through the room. The globe split into two halves. Hidden inside… Lay an ancient dagger. Its blade shimmered with blue steel. The hilt was wrapped in faded crimson leather. Across the crossguard… Seven names had been engraved. Six had been scratched away. Only one remained. DE LUCA ⸻ Alessio stepped closer. “What is it?” “The Oath Blade.” The Ferryman answered. “For eight hundred years…”

A loud blast rang out. In an instant, a scarlet glow filled the air. The burning flames in the Flamedrake Soul Spear burst forth, and almost instantly, the entire sky seemed to burn. The screen of swords that was falling from the skies immediately disintegrated into nothing and drifted away in the air. "I said that you don't know what the Ultimate Law is at all," Sebastian said. "As for the Demongate's spells, you can't understand them either!"

“As you are aware, the oracles failed to cast the spell properly. I´ve been observing the soul the past couple of days. I have reason to believe that the spell is becoming unstable.” “And you didn´t think to explain this to us before now because?” Liam looks at her in disbelief. “I was seeking to identify a means of rectifying the situation. I am very much capable of doing do without asking for anyone´s help.” “And now, Seven possess the soul.” I don´t know how to deal with that fact. “In hindsight, I should have intensified the magical safeguards, although what´s done is done.” “So, what happens if Seven seeks to reverse the spell?” Lucas asks with a shaking tone.

It is then followed by the next three. “Id est Geminos unus idemque venite et viam meam attendite, Gemini.” “Audi vocem meam et veni, Cancer.” “Rex et superbia cum corona ad manum veni, Leo.” Illuminating with the hue of gold, dust, rose, and red. Reina is standing unto the circle as she pretends to be the same one after giving the shard soul of the original towards the intended vessel and leaving her as an empty one. While Kyle is pretending that he does not know a thing and two, the spell continues as the fake guardian and call of Reina is just a blessed borrowed one from HIM instead, and all just to make his plan spin to what he intended it all to fall into.

Seven was my mate and him being around me was comforting. He pulled back as a knock on the door was heard. “Come in.” His tone of voice was cold, a huge contrast to when he had spoken to me. The door was pushed upon and Blaze slowly walked in. “King, my lady.” He submitted before us. Nobody could refuse Seven’s aura. Even Blaze acknowledged it. A few seconds passed with no one responding, Seven glanced at me, noticing how I stared out the window, ignoring the man. “You may raise your head.”

Voices suddenly echoed from every direction. Heavy, deep, and simultaneous. “To sit on this throne, you must become more than human, but not become a God.” Rayden looked around. From the fire mist that circled the throne, seven figures slowly emerged. They were tall, clad in war robes, but faceless—only fire behind their helms. The Seven War Arcs, the final guardians of the Third Heaven. Rayden stood firm. “You want to test me again?”