Unrivaled Spear Knight Wiki Novels & Stories

Spark asked. "No, it's either that or he remains vulnerable for the rest of his life" "Can he be helped? Like Can he be accompanied?" Seun asked "Yes he can. But remember the first person to lay his hands on the Spear shall be the rightful owner" "But how come no one have ever achieved the feat of getting his hands on the Spear?" Seun asked. "Because it is a nearly impossible feat. Just imagine having the Spear making you stronger than the Devil himself. Demons are there to guard it" The Old seer replied.

The leader thrust his spear towards the unarmed Quickstep. "Can we just talk, friends?! This is a misunderstanding! Make love! Not hate!" Quickstep shouted to convince the humans before him. He did not lose hope. But his cries fell to deaf ears as the one which greeted him in response was the sharp point of the spear. Quickstep held his right arm around his chest and his shield materialized to block the incoming spear point. Spear vs Shield. It was a stalemate. The shockwaves of the clash between weapons uprooted the large kauri tree below them. It turned into an ice statue first before it broke into pieces.

He has Blonde hair and green eyes and then they began to run through the hall, the man in hooded top robe appears in the door corridors behind then, brings out a card from the deck of cards in his hands, the card name joker suddenly turned into a large skeletal that wore a clown uniform, the clown gave him a red spear. "Dark mana" spear of the joker." A dark red spear appears from the deck of cards into his hand, he strikes into the air with a sheer amount of force accompanied with crimson wind aiming at the trio. The spear flew straight towards the princess however the knight jumped in front of the princess protecting her. The spear flew straight towards the princess however the knight jump

“What’s this spear?” “The Sunstriker, also known as the Spear of Conquer, given by the Sun God to the country of Drava. It draws the power of the sun itself. The Emperor used it to conquer territories. That’s why … as you can see in the map, Drava has a vast land scale territory … all in one huge island.” “Uhuh,” Arth quickly nodded, more interested now with the topic, “So the wielder becomes powerful during the day … but weak during the night?”

The long, slightly curved sword allows her to deliver deadly precise blows, decapitating or disemboweling her adversaries in grisly fashion. "Let them come. I will run my spear through their hearts and pin them to the earth like the worthless carrion they are, if finding our map piece's hangs at stake," Beatrice, as the Spearman, says as she checks our supply pack and grips her spear tightly hidden in its compact metal case. When deployed, the spear extends into its full deadly length, and to a deadly polearm, able to skewer foes from beyond their reach. Its sharp tip promises a gruesome end for anyone standing between us and our goal.

In the Gate of Living Death, the brilliance of the Linebreaker Overlord had been pushed to its extreme, its radiance rivaling the sun. The spear was engraved with dragons and phoenixes, its top sharp and lethal. The spear intent was raging wildly, leaving the battlefield a mess. Despite the lion’s ferocity, it had little chance against Andrius’ supreme spear intent. Moreover, Andrius’ spear left gashes on its tough hide deep enough to show its bone, creating a striking sight.

Once the nail was embedded on the center of the spearhead, David bends the nail to lock the spear in place. Once the spearhead is locked in place, David observes his work. David names the spear the Draco Slayer, which simply meant dragon slayer. The Draco slayer was a 5’5 foot long spear made out of a type of wood that was harder and tougher than Earth’s Quebracho variant. It was coated with a resin that prevented rotting and internal breaking. It was tipped with a steel edge capable of piercing most materials. With David’s almost supernatural strength, the spear acted like a close-combat firearm.

Without a moment's hesitation, he abandoned his strike against Bertram and dodged immediately. With a thud, the spear struck the ground. It landed horizontally in front of Bertram, saving his life. Bertram was completely drained, as if he had just walked out of the gates of hell. Meanwhile, Martin fixed his gaze on the man approaching from the distance. The man was clad in white battle armor and rode a white unicorn. He was like a streak of flowing light. He closed the distance in just a few breaths, reaching the battlefield and pulling the spear from the ground.

He had personally brought back the shabby spear, yet he had not managed to notice anything unique about it along the way. Kayson held the aged spear and examined its rusty blade. He could see that the spear had already seen through some time. He believed that it was a spear wielded by a smasher in ancient times. In fact, it could have even been wielded by someone more powerful than a smasher. The wisp of septmetal energy was sealed in the spear. Had Kayson not possessed a soul that was a combination of darksoul and lightsoul while being proficient in magic circles, it would have been very difficult for him to notice the ingenious energy that was sealed.

The momentum carried him forward, however, and ducking below the spear, I cut his saddle strap with the tip of my blade. The rumble of the crowd was nothing compared to the thumping sound of the baron falling down. He hit the ground with full force...and never got up. Why not? I had to knock him out of his saddle, didn’t I? That’s exactly what I did. And how I achieved that was my concern. Why would I want to use a spear? Spears were heavy and unwieldy. Yes, they could kick me out of the tournament, but first, I didn’t really care about winning, and second, they could only do that if I injured an opponent’s horse.