Vassal Weapons Novels & Stories

Dark figures in fitted leather, faces obscured, movements fluid and silent. Not rogues. Not even close. One of them paused, raising a small vial. A thin stream of pale vapor hissed into the air. Wolfsbane. Not raw. Refined. Weaponized. The smoke curled low, clinging to stone, seeping into cracks and under doors. It spread unnaturally fast, guided by hands that knew exactly what they were doing. Another signal. More vials. More smoke. The fortress didn’t stir. Not yet. By the time it did—

James glanced at him and asked, “Is something the matter?” After a brief moment of hesitation, Walganus said, “Could you lend me the Crepe Myrtle Divine Sword and the Imperial Jade Seal a few days before you leave? I promise I’ll return them to you.” Hearing this, James was hesitant. Walganus hurriedly said, “Do you not trust me?”

I didn’t know vampires could also be affected by werewolves in such a manner… “It was probably because the rogues were using blessed relics… That could be the only explanation for her fever.” I looked at Lady Livia once more. Somehow, it seemed like she did know what she was talking about. “What kind of blessed relics did they use?” “Arrows, probably, and based on the wounds, maybe holy fangs.” I looked back incredulously at Lady Livia, and she seemed to have understood what was on my mind. Blessed relics – weapons that were offered to the temple and had undergone the purification process, were indestructible and work against many other clans. They are resistant towards any kinds of magic, e

"Boss...please... I didn't know. Please...don't...kill me." "Kill you? I won't. Why would you think that?" Murmuring gently in response, fleshy lips flattened in thoughts. The tzar's casual steps brought him to a secure panel. He punched in a series of codes, it beeped and slowly opened to reveal trays of weapons, displayed for Dominic's personal use. Perfect. It had been a while but he had not forgotten. All types of specially made knives were displayed and arranged perfectly before him, from fixation Bowies, authentic katanas, bolos, Gerber, and...

( He says as he pours himself a glass of red wine) SHIVA : Yeah I guess ( She replies slowly) DRAKE / SHADOW KING : Excalibur, Goliath’s sword, Samson’s Jawbone, Ahab’s arrow, Judah’s scepter, Spirit sword, Shield of faith, trumpet of Jericho and finally one of the stones of Aaron’s ephod. I am quite impressed that the Vatican were able to get their hands on such artefacts during this period or maybe they have had it all along, anyways it doesn’t change anything. We have seen eight of their weapons and now we have to make sure they reveal the nature of the other holy weapons to us, until them we tread slowly ( He explains as the mirror he was watching a few minutes back goes blank. He takes

The Violet category was the highest category of weapons; anything higher would be considered a Grand Weapon. "What a great weapon!" A few seconds later, Darryl snapped back to his senses; he had only praises for the new weapons. The Famed Sword Manor had truly lived up to its name. They had managed to forge three Violet category weapons. Those weapons were extremely rare throughout the entire Nine Mainland. Most of them were owned by royalties and kept as treasures; it was even rarer to see them in the world of cultivators.

I could see my happiness on my face; I smiled like a kid on his first Christmas. After a quick check-up on the weapons and reading the list of what we received, I proceed to tryouts. We had twelve new weapons, four different new guns, a bow, two swords, two new whips, and some silver daggers. Count Vlad helped me try the daggers and whips. I tried the guns and bows; the swords weren’t tested because there were some mistakes when made. Almost all weapons have silver and wolfsbane. So if they’re not handled correctly, they can hurt you. I wear special gloves for each gun, so only certain people learn to take them.

"Huh... My microphone isn't working. Hold on." Taking advantage of Alice's moment of surprise, the beautiful lady snapped her head down, revealing an ancient secret weapon, a back crossbow. Behind the back of the beautiful assassin, a taut bowstring was galvanized, and two alloy swords with blood grooves engraved on them, like two icy vipers that devour people, shot at the stunned Vandalf and Alice.

Various Weapons was decorated on the walls but none was modern, all were old and seemed to be carefully preserved. She slowly traced the sharp tip of Javelin and it prickled the blood out of her finger. Bow and Arrows, daggers and swords all were looking so dangerous yet so beautiful. Xavion crossed his hand over his chest, leaning against the closed door and watched her with the adoration as she admired the weapons. It was his legacy and hairloom, provided by his ancestors. Somewhere he was feeling jealous that she is looking at it with more adoration than him. He was quite amused that she didn't panicked or tried to create a scene after knowing his real identity but he was sure that she wo