Aoh Sword Novels & Stories

The sword emitted a faint hum the moment it appeared, constantly quivering. It was Oliver’s treasured sword—Voidbreaker, named with the intent to shatter even space itself. After infusing vigorous true vitality into the body of the sword, the sword gleamed brightly, so radiant that one could not look straight at it. It even outshone the sun in the sky. The next moment, the sword energy rose in the air with immense momentum, cutting through the sky. Boom! Oliver’s sword struck the array. However, his expression grew even more unpleasant. Although his sword was full of dominance, it only created a few ripples when it hit the protective barrier of the array.

"Swoosh!" With a sound of the wind, Xiaoyue unsheathed the Autumn Water Sword. Covered with white radiance, the Autumn Water Sword cut at Su Lianyue with an overbearing manner like a bright white rainbow crossed the sun in the sky. In the wind, there was the rain of jumping stones. The grass and trees were shaking violently on the ground between them. Moving her fingers, Su Lianyue cast a spell. All of a sudden, the rays of light on the Reed of Frosted Blue-Violet Jade became much more brilliant. "Buzzing!" She managed to withstand the attack of the Autumn Water Sword, a Divine Weapon of the Archean Eon.

In just a short moment, it had pierced through the Alcide being standing on the outermost area and quickly took out a few others. The sword traveled with great speed and hummed as it mercilessly slaughtered the Alcide beings. Blood splattered and showered down as the sword harvested life after life. After going in a circle, the sword darted toward Goyo’s throat. Goyo frantically turned to the side to avoid the attack, halting his efforts to maintain the formation. The sword grazed his skin, instantly drawing blood. Startled, Goyo reached out to touch the wound on his neck. “This is…the fused Wuia Demon-Slayer Sword. Is James already here?”

I said, going to our room to fetch my sword. “Selene told them to attack because you two are not here and you’ve been gone for 5 days,” he said, following us. I entered the closet trying to change, but before I could do anything, my outfit changed to armor, and there was a sword in my hand. I gasped. “My sword,” I said, looking at it. This is a special sword that can kill any god. This is the sword that killed Ario and I; how did he find it?

Shandra ignores him and flashes the werewolf a big smile. "I'm very grateful, really." Shandra looks at the sword with admiration, impressed with its beauty and powerful aura. She feels the vibration of the weapon in her hands and realizes that there is something special about it, something that goes beyond the material. "This sword is truly magnificent," says Shandra, still enthralled. "What should I call it?" The werewolf woman smiles gently. "This is the Sword of Aurora. It is a legendary weapon, passed down from generation to generation in our family. Now, it has chosen you as its bearer."

Oner pursed his lips grimly as he glared at the sword flash—it was something not even he had seen before, and it was bearing down on him with the weight of a thousand avalanches, freezing him in place! He closed his eyes, knowing that he could no longer hold back against Caleb's might. He spread his palm, and a red sword hovered over it. It was the Taran Searing Sun! It's his strongest sword, and matched with the Taran Swordform and the Searing Sun Aura, he buffed himself further. Even as the sword hummed, Oner swung it forward, unleashing an airblade of scarlet flames, ripping through the air to meet Caleb's sword flash!

But finally, her voice slipped into the shadows. “It was the breaking of the world,” she said. “Long ago, when fire and shadow tore kingdoms apart. Your bloodline was at the heart of it. A Thorne set the fire free. It burned cities, forests, even mountains to ash. My people called it the Sundering because nothing was ever the same after.” Kaelen’s breath caught. “And you think I’ll…do it again?” Her hand found his, firm and steady. “I think you can stop it. That is why I swore my Oath.”

He spat the blood as his only response to the Grand Hunter. Lorath twisted a smirk on his lips. “You’re too proud for your own good.” He raised his broadsword into the air and said, “I’ll be the one to put an end to your bloodline once and for all.” —[Sword of Wolf Hirashi]— Raeherys had to cover his eyes as the broadsword flashed brightly along with the triangular mark on Lorath’s chest. The light shone in gold as the weapon absorbed the energy from his chest.

"Ugh ..." Owen lost his way of escaping from the demon's device. He did not know that the devil was waiting in this place and was preparing to eliminate him when hope had filled his head. "I can't believe you can find it! it looks like you are not ordinary soldiers!" "Who ... who are you? are you the Demon Lord Diavolos?" "Maybe!" "Wha ... what?" A black sword emerged from the bowels of the earth and immediately entered Aiden's grip. A shining sword, he swung several times to frighten his prey, who was trembling in fear with a very pale face.

I thought the priests weren't targets, so why? But my own situation became too urgent to worry about other people. I was the one in real danger. I was the unlucky villainess for God's sake. Alistair wielded his enormous sword, taking a powerful swing at the troops of Soma who approached him. The sword started to rumble at that moment. An aura the same color as Alistair's silver hair started to cover the sword. Sword master. I knew that he was supposed to be the youngest sword master in the empire's history. But witnessing it myself was still amazing.