Mhw Nargacuga Longsword

Mysterious and curious swords scattered across the earth, waiting for their world-renowned Sword Masters. Who can comprehend the miraculous skill that has been passed down from millennia? The city of Chang'an hides those who carry the power of fire and sun, the central plains house giant decaying millennial families, the wild warriors of the Northern Territory silently sharpen their blades, the dance of deceit and cunning occurs among the southern kingdoms... Above the lofty tranquility, a pair of world-dominating gray eyes are slowly opening. Pei Ye raises his head, pulling the Longsword from his stomach: "Immortal Lord of the True Dragon Taiyi... let's see, who is whose prey."

Large chests are said to encompass all manner of hopes and dreams. Men covet them. Women envy them. But one fact holds true - everyone wants to get their hands on some big ones. The same holds true for one intrepid adventurer - a strapping young lad by the name of Himmel. Armed with his grandfather’s trusty longsword and the dream of being the strongest, he sets out on the journey of a lifetime! It is sure to be a long and dangerous road, fraught with danger! And it all starts with a simple test - reach Level 5 in the dungeon called the ‘newbie zone’ and earn the right to become a full-fledged adventurer! However, such things get hopelessly derailed when his adolescent mind beholds an exposed chest for the first time. A fateful meeting that would inevitably lead his life in a direction he never even dreamed of!

Amidst the sea of fallen comrades, their lifeblood staining the earth, a solitary figure rises above the carnage. He stands atop a gruesome curtain of death, his longsword an instrument of divine wrath. In its gleam, one could sense a challenge to the very gods themselves. We were fools to face him; my comrades paid the price in their own flesh and blood. A desperate realization claws at my mind – a realization that I must escape this blood-soaked field and bring dire warning to the holy excellencies. I looked at my remaining comrades they instantly realized what I was thinking. They must know of this relentless force, this harbinger of doom. I looked at my comrades and as I turn to flee, fate intervenes, and our eyes lock in a moment of eerie connection. He looked at me and my comrades with his crimson red eyes. He swung his sword towards me. Why is the world upside down? I thought. Then I realized that my head was cut by his crimson sword. Time slows to a crawl as I find myself caught in the deadly dance of his blade. I see the malevolence in his eyes, a reflection of the abyss that has claimed so many. He cut through my comrades without batting an eye. The red moon casts an ominous glow upon the battlefield, and his crimson silhouette, now moving away, becomes a spectacle against the crimson canvas. With an inexplicable calmness, I embrace the darkness. As he strides away, the embodiment of destruction and beauty, I can't help but smile like a fool. Amidst the ruins and the echoes of my demise, I whisper to myself, "Beautiful!" - a final tribute to the twisted elegance that accompanies the brutality of this merciless crimson devil.

Doomsday Online has descended, reducing the entire Earth to a ruined playground. It is occupied by countless terrifying monsters. Link awakens the one and only SSS-grade talent, Supreme Blessing, which can increase the quality of any equipment, skill, or item, at a rate of 10-10,000. Skeleton Longsword (Iron-grade), blessing successful, upgraded to Epic-grade weapon—Divine Sword Red Sky! Death Charge (Silver-grade), blessing successful, upgraded to the Legend-grade skill—Holy Charge! Void Summoner (Epic-grade), blessing successful, upgraded to the Taboo-grade profession—Great Void Taboo Master! In this lifetime, he shall rule over the world when awake, and be with beauties when asleep. Link wants to be king in this doomsday!

[An explosive and thrilling story, highly recommended by the Chief Editor himself. A must-read divine book, you'll regret not reading this.] In the eyes of others, he might have seemed like a worthless fool, but he was revered as the master of appraisal, the miraculous healer, the charming sorcerer, the lord of the Dragon Palace, the invincible war god... With a hand that wielded golden needles against death itself, and another that brandished a longsword, compelling nations to submit, he possessed unparalleled prowess. His divine gaze surveyed the heavens and the earth, while his demonic sight pierced through the veils of yin and yang. He was unmatched in all the world!

The protracted 'witch hunting' had faded into silence with the end of the Seven Years' War, and the mysteries of the East Coast had begun to conceal themselves, yet gunpowder was on a rapid rise. Mo Qishang, who should have been utterly confounded, stood at the crossroads of destiny in the name of Arthur. He stared in astonishment at the charging knights, the wizards atop the high towers, and the bizarre wilderness. He felt the sharpness of the longsword and the recoil of the firearm, both clear and unfamiliar. At last, he excitedly shook his robe and, with a smile on his face, said— "Do not believe what I say, for to believe is to exist!"

All of humanity had descended into a mysterious world filled with crypts. Everyone started with a cave and a shovel. They had to dig for other caves in search of resources if they wanted to survive. Xia Chengfeng, who had already mastered “Crypt World”, was elated. He selected the talent of a decomposer at the start of the game. He then made use of divination techniques to preempt any danger. “Divining the cave on top. A prophecy of misfortune. Undead creatures are howling in the cave!” “Divine the cave on the left. A prophecy of luck. Sweet berries had become ripe!” “Decomposed a defeated gnome skeleton and received Soul Crystal +1.” “Decomposed ancient knight longsword and received mythril +10, strength rune +1.” … In this test of survival in a cruel alternate dimension, a decomposer was rising to the top in strong fashion!

Erik never expected to trade his keyboard for a longsword. An avid reader and history buff, he found himself inexplicably transported into the world of Vikings after finishing the final chapter of the popular series. But this isn't a hero's welcome. He awakens in the body of Asbjorn, a scrawny thrall on the fringes of Kattegat. Armed with his modern knowledge and a strange ability to decipher ancient runes, Erik (now Asbjorn) must navigate the harsh realities of Viking life. As he grapples with his new identity, whispers of a forgotten prophecy surface, threatening the fragile peace Kattegat has enjoyed. Can a former couch potato become the warrior destiny demands?

Draven Longsword died to be brought back to life by a forbidden goddess to free her and to avenge his family and became the apostle of darkness and vengeance, will his family be avenged or would they have died in vain...

In a world shaped by dungeons for nearly two decades, humanity's evolution has been defined by the emergence of hunters. Among them stands Han Seo, a formidable figure whose presence casts a shadow over the dungeons they explore, collecting valuable ruins and facing the relentless onslaught of monstrous adversaries. The narrative unfolds with a pivotal moment in the life of Hiroshi, a member of a courageous team confronting a colossal ice bear within a dungeon. As the team grapples with the seemingly insurmountable challenge, the sudden intervention of a mysterious figure, descending from the sky with a black longsword, shifts the course of destiny. The webnovel, titled "That Time I Ended the World," beckons readers into a realm where dungeons have not only altered the physical landscape but have also awakened latent powers within humanity. Themes of action, love, drama, suspense, thriller, gore, and intense manipulation weave together in a captivating tapestry, promising a riveting exploration of a world on the brink of transformation.

"ON YOUR FEET BOY!" Assaulted with a loud voice, a voice of command as you are wrenched to your feet, you're tired. Your breath is coming in long gasps. Your body aching in a way you've never experienced before, but there is something else. Something deeper, something that you've never quite understood, but now you did. Excitement, as the voice continued to yell at you, you raised a hand. Using an already dirtied hand to dig at the mud that had fallen into your eye and toss it away as your eyes opened. You could see clearly, before you a battlefield something out of a fantasy book. Magics arced across the sky, hissing with heat and crackling with power as it slaughtered ten men standing before you. You feel a weight thrust into your hands and you notice you are now holding a sword it feels familiar, not to you mentally, but your body. Your hand tightened around the longsword as you look up across the battlefield. Thrust into a world not your own was your wish, right? You wished for battle, for magic when strength and power meant something. When people bent the knee, and when you could play your little fantasy game. Now you were there, with no time, no preparation, and in the middle of a battle raging between two armies. The scent of blood and the sight of steel, but despite all that. You can feel your heart pounding, for once in your life. Something is bringing you that excitement, that edge you so wished. This is your story, your story of Blood and Steel.

' It is said that, beyond our sky, there are countless of stars, and each star holds a world of it's own, with powerful abilities beyond one's imagination. And that as long as you reach your hand upward with determination, a celestial body might heed your call and come towards you.. ' ' What if you received memories of the future you? What would you do? Would you believe in them and try changing your life? Would you just think of them as a passing dream ?...' Somewhere in the void... A tall and muscular man with long platinum blond hair in a black robe stood in the void of space. He was looking before him, where a grand scene was taking place. Countless galaxies and nebulas were moving in specific trajectories as if they were following an order. " I did what I thought was right to do. I do not lament nor do I regret, for it is an emotion of the weak. If I had to choose again, I'd still do the same, that is my conviction. That's what makes #### who he is now. " He turned his head towards another figure that was standing not too far behind him and asked with an deadpan face. " What about you? ####, What would you have done if you received what I've received, would you have the courage and firmness to accept this gift ? " But he didn't let the questioned respond as he smiled and lifted his left hand, holding a golden longsword that was slightly vibrating and pointed it towards the questioned one before finally ending the conversation. " The weak will always be weak as long as they don't have the will and courage to challenge those who are stronger than them." After gently saying those words, the man slashed horizontally with his golden sword, * SHWINGGG!!!!* unleashing a bright golden light that went straight to his opponent at an amazing speed and at the same time- *Shuuu!!* His figure flickered forward, following closely behind his attack... In the vast void of space, Two figures could be seen moving closely together then separating from time to time. ---------------------------------------------- Hello! Author here! just to say that the book is still in development, or to say uhmm everything is still in development, please do bear patience with this author! I just posted the uploaded the cover and the synopsis because of my own impatience sigh... the cover doesn't belong to me, just found it in Pinterest. that's all for now!