Shadowblade:Rise of the Outcast

Shadowblade:Rise of the Outcast    11:Rebellion in Sect

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Heavy, far and deep voice, touching his consciousness. In an instant, Kael no longer sat on a stone, but stood in the black field, the gray sky spinning like a whirlpool of dreams. In front of him stood a tall silver-haired man, wearing a tattered war robe. The man's eyes were like a embers in fog. On his back, a giant sword depends - a sting that is very similar to shadowblade. "Who are you?" Kael stepped slowly, his body felt light but full of pressure. The man smiled faintly. "I am a shadow of the past ... but more than that, I am your blood. I am your father, Vaeren Draven, Commander of the darkness of the dragon slaughtering clan."Kael was stunned. "You - my father? But they said you died decades ago ... was eliminated by the gods ...""God?" Vaeren snorted. "They are not gods. They are just eternal cultivators who call themselves the ruler of the seventh heaven. They destroy our clan for fear."Kael gritted his teeth. "Because our strength is too big?""No. Because we know t

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Every second feels like an hour. Three dolls are after her. Their movements are random, but hard and destroying. Kael could not keep avoiding, so he learned to hold back. Adjust the position of the body. Rotate when hit so that the collision is spread. Sweat flooded his face. Blood flows from the lips and temples. But his eyes remained burning - lap and firmly. On the edge of the arena, Aria Moonveil watched from afar, standing on a small tower with several sect elders. His gaze was fixed only on Kael. "The child has not touched the stage of core formation, but his endurance is extraordinary," whispered one of the elders. Aria did not answer. But he saw the way Kael fell, then rose again. The way he holds the blow cleverly, sacrificing the body that is not vital. It's not just surviving. That ... adaptation. Time continues to beat. Some participants have fallen, rolling out of the arena while crying or fainting. There are only seven people left. And Kael is still standing. His

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Aria did not immediately answer. He turned to the more thick fog. His eyes seemed to dream far, to the past he had not revealed. "I can't promise to always be with you. But as long as you choose the right path, I will stand by your side."__Tap ... tap ... tap. Morning fog has not really raised when the sound of footsteps echoed gently in between the wet trees. Aria has been on standby since the first voice was heard. His hands held the sword handle, and his body was half hidden behind a dry branch. Kael sat still near the campfire that was almost extinguished, his eyes closed but his breathing regularly. The wound on his arm is still imprinted, but he did not show the slightest pain. One figure appeared from behind the fog. Black robes with silvery cloud motifs in the chest. The movements are smooth, like not touching the ground. "Calm down, I came with a message, not a threat," said the figure. His voice is low, contains deceptive calm. Aria did not lower her sword. "Who are

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They have not been far from the outskirts of the village when a loud scream breaks the silence of the morning. "Help! help!"Without thinking, Kael ran towards the sound. Aria followed him, not saying anything. In the middle of the field overgrown with weeds as high as chest, a boy fell, his body was covered in small wounds. In front of him, a dark skin creature stands bent. His body is like a wolf, but twice as big as a bright red eyes and sharp fangs dripping saliva. Kael stopped. His eyes immediately turned sharp. His left hand grabbed Shadowblade, but had not had time to pull him, Aria's voice sounded soft but firmly behind him. "Calm down. You don't know your limits yet."Kael gritted his teeth. "If I don't act, the child dies."Aria just silent. He knew Kael could not be prevented. With a short scream, Kael darted. He swung his sword, but the creature was quite nimble. The large claws grabbed, scratching Kael's chest until the blood was pouring down. But Kael did not retrea

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Kael's body bounced backwards. "Attacking from two directions ..." murmured Kael. And that's not all. The third and fourth shadows begin to form a circle, locking the movement of Kael from all sides. Sweat dripped on his temple. But not just for fear. His body still reacts to the power of Shadow Essence - too wild to be fully controlled. "Breathing," Shadowblade whispered again. "Feel your body. Listen to your strength, not their command."Kael took a deep breath. The leaves sway softly. Silent. Then he opened his eyes. This time, he could see - their movements before it happened, their faint energy aura ... like the blurred shadow before lightning struck. Three killers moved simultaneously. Kael stepped on the ground and flowed energy to his feet. In a split second, his body shot up on the branch of the tree. One of the murderers aimed with a throwing knife - slowing down. Kael drifted down from above and cut quickly at the closest opponent. The first slash did not kill, bu

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His hands clenched. The faint black energy infiltrated his finger, forming a fine line like plant roots. "Calm down," whispered the voice of Shadowblade which was now tucked on his back. "You're not the time to express everything. Let them take you as a ghost ... or a nightmare."Kael stepped into the village. It didn't take long until the sound of his steps attracted attention. A young guard at the outer gate turned his head, then his body stiffened. "Si - who ... you?" he asked trembling. Kael did not answer. He just stepped closer, slowly, with a definite step. Every step is to make a sound that is like raising the ground. The guard took a step back, then two, before finally dropping his spear and ran to the village. Screams broke out:"Ghost! Ghost from a black cliff!"Kael gave a slanted smile. "They can't even recognize the children they throw away," he murmured softly. The village was chaotic. Residents run around. Some closed the door of the house, the others peeked fro

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Black blood gushed. The devil is still alive, but shaky. "Kael. Shadow is not to kill fast. But to destroy slowly."The shadow stuck out of Kael's feet, infiltrated the wound of the devil. The creature stretched, roared, until finally his body melted ... turned to ash. Kael stood up, gasping. But this time, not because of weakness ... but because of the foreign workers he had just controlled. Wild power, sharp, but united. He looked at the sword in his hand. "This ... your strength?""No. This is our strength."Silence returned to the cave. But now, Kael is no longer a weak boy who is thrown into death. He is the master of a shadow sword. And shadowblade ... is the key to the new destiny. But before he could calm down, the sound of chain and strange sighs could be heard from behind the hallway. Kael held his sword tightly. Kael's steps stopped in front of a cracked stone wall. The scent of damp soil and dry blood are still attached to the air. His sword - shadowblade - still f

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He looked at the sword closer. There is no inscription, no symbol. But his eyes were fixed on a small crack in the stone where the sword was stuck. The crack was throbbing - like a heartbeat. His hands raised slowly. He doesn't know why. There is no reason to touch it. But his fingers moved alone. When the skin touches the sword handle, the whole world seems to stop. Wuuuussshhh! A shadow explosion exploded from the altar. The wind screamed. Kael was thrown a few steps back, his chest hit the stone. He fell, his body trembled. From the altar, black smoke rises slowly. From behind the smoke ... a shadow was formed. Like humans, but not completely. His body was slim, tall, wrapped in a sparkling torn robe like a night liquid. His eyes ... two red light light. Kael tried to get up. But his body could not be moved. The shadow looked at him. "You ... touch me ..."His voice is like a deep metal hum. Kael swallowed hard. "Who are you?""I am a shadow of blood and destruction. I am