Zoro's Blades Novels & Stories

Instead, he muttered to himself again and again, "Where's my cheat ability? Why did it disappear? Why can't I see the future anymore?! What's going on?!" His expression was twisted with madness, like a rabid dog gone out of control. [That skill was a limited-time quirk for the newbie male lead, and it was bound to be retracted after a week.] [Even if he stocked the wrong supplies, he should've at least gotten food too. But this guy stocked only ice?] [Another brain-dead male lead, abandoned by the system.] At that moment, the signal cut off. I shrugged again, before continuing to eat my grilled meat.

He was always so pleased by her speed and ruthlessness in dispatching his elder children, that he doted on her during class. She was unrivaled in hand-to-hand, quicker and more sure-footed than her siblings. She was deadly with small blades as well, and kept one tucked in her boot at all times, just in case any of Killian's cronies took the young Lord at his word and tried to have her quietly dispatched. Not that she ever represented a true threat to either Killian or Reena, she was just as much her mother's daughter as her father's, and it was likely she would be a prey shifter rather than a predator.

Alfi stands up and draws Pelidi from his bracelet. “Let’s put an end to this once and for all! Level 7: GG. 70000000 swords!” Alfi exclaimed dashing in Sunekuo’s direction. Darz and Harz keep shooting him. Alfi swiftly slashes him 70000000 times and ends it with a heavy thrust. “Varz!” Alfi exclaimed. Varz takes a leap raising both of his swords. His swords are cloaked in thick and blazing purple Iru along with heavy thunder and wind as well.

So, Zeno's troops with unfriendly faces immediately returned to grab their weapons and prepared to start the battle. No one called out words of encouragement. This afternoon, the war started because Morgan immediately activated his weapon mechanism. Morgan's sword has no physical form, it's just blue energy that resembles the physicality of a sword. However, its sharpness resembled that of a freshly sharpened sword. The powerful burst of power that Morgan released was able to kill several of Visilio's troops.

Clank! When the blades clashed, sparks flew and sprayed across the air. The two swords shattered upon collision and the blades flung toward the wall, embedded deeply into it. Thump! Thump! Zoro was sent flying. Even when he landed on his feet, he continued to falter backward uncontrollably, crushing each tile with his step before he regained his balance. He looked at his bleeding hand and his expression ashened. “What?!” he shouted. He sounded absolutely aggrieved. He made the strongest slash in his life while being in his prime, yet he was still no match for Kaze.

My attention moved to Zac, who was standing directly beside me. “His wings might not look harmful now, but he can make blades appear in the place of a feather. The blades can cut through practically anything, as easily as cutting paper. Even if a blade cuts a God, it might not directly kill them, but it would become a mortal wound, which could become fatal.” Xureus responded, not bothering to keep his voice low as Zac had. “And here I thought you forgot about me.” Leroy smirked at Xureus and stepped forward. “By the way, how is the family? Oh, wait. I forgot, they were killed.”

Stop teasing and give him a weapon already ( with a chuckle) ZINO : Yeah, I’m gonna give him…. First sealing thunder : seal of the almighty : reverse holding – Blade of the divine unbound ( a white portal opens with a blade coming out it’s appearance was quite shiny with bright light being emitted from it) DAVID : Hey buddy, missed me ( taking the blade in hand)…. Be misbehaving ( referring to Zino) ZINO : Still talking ,short stuff?? ( with the group bursting into laughter) David grunts before rushing to join in the fight

One gold. Every person on the battlefield stared in disbelief. Even Seraphine's eyes widened. "Impossible..." Aster whispered. "The Twin Blades." Elyan slowly smiled. "So the prophecy was incomplete." The red-eyed creature staggered backward. Fear finally appeared in its burning crimson eyes. "No... It cannot be." Seraphine looked at Kael and Rhydian with quiet pride. "It is time." Kael gripped the silver blade. Rhydian raised the golden one. The two swords began to resonate, filling the battlefield with blinding light.

His eyes locked onto mine for half a second stormy gray-golden eyes clashing with my electric blue ones And then he rose. Zerathos. Right on time. A shape formed within the mist. Towering. Obsidian-skinned, clothes in robes in shadows that slithered like serpents, face covered with a bone made mask. Eyes—not eyes—voids that shone with ancient malice. The crown of thorns on his head bled shadow like a leaking wound, and in his hand, he held a blade forged from pain itself—it screamed. Literally. The blade screamed.

I try to scream, but only a wheeze comes out. My hand flails, searching for a weapon. A pan. A shard of glass. My knuckles brush against my boot. The knife. It never leaves your skin. Drakon’s voice cuts through the panic. I jam my hand into my boot. My fingers find the cold steel handle. I pull it out. I find the stud. Click. The blade snaps open. I don't think. I don't aim. I just swing. I slash upward. The blade catches Zara’s arm.