Artorias Sword Novels & Stories

This was a full-strength attack without any defense, and its attack was absolutely fierce. Dorian's expression became serious, which was rare to see. He gently raised Durendal in his hand, and the next moment, his figure appeared in front of the blade light. He wielded his sword quickly. The two figures changed positions like lightning, and the blade light and sword Qi slowly dissipated in the field. With a splash, Arthur half knelt on the ground, blood dripping from his mouth. "I lost." Arthur said softly. The look in his eyes seemed to be bitter and relieved.

Just when I thought I was winning, Xavier pushed me back harder till I landed on the ground heating my head. Nyx winced in pain blood sizzling down. *You think you are strong huh?” His voice was loud in my head. I growled as his claws scratched my fur. Nyx snared in pain trying to fight back but his grip was tight. “You are no Enigma… Once an Omega always an Omega, don’t you ever forget that.” His canines sunk into my throat, Nyx howling in pain as everything started fading. "Sage..." I whispered as though I could feel him but couldn’t tell.

The air crackled with energy as her obscure words, which only the Gods could hear, filled the hall, weaving a web of power that only she could command. Suddenly, a whirlwind of shimmering swords materialised around the traitors, their blades gleaming with a silvery light. Each sword represented a facet of the crimes committed by the accused, a manifestation of the justice that would be meted out. The swords spun faster and faster, creating a mesmerising dance of light and Aurōraítēs, a metal of shimmering colours like the Mundane Realm's Northern Lights, entrancing the onlookers. The traitors stood frozen in place, their eyes wide with fear as they realised the full extent of the Queen's wra

He walked towards me, grabs me by the arm and hugged me tightly. “Destiny, please come back” I heard him crying. “Hikaru…” I returned his hug and rest my head on his shoulder. As he wipes his tears from his face, he apologizes. He sat down again, his head was looking at the ground. “You’ve inherited Destiny’s sword, might as well have her throne.” “NO” I shortly replied, he looked at me. “And never ever!” an angry voice was heard. Hikaru stood up in surprise, I was still holding the sword. On the staircase stands, Aiomi.

We were joined soon by Anthonier and Hilra who also appeared surprised at the sight. But while Xialara tried to check for a pulse in her neck and base of her thumb. Something else caught my eye. The ruby colored gem at the hilt of the sword was now a clear diamond. No sign of red. I picked it up by its blade and examined it under the moonlight to check for any cracks or possible leakages. There were none. The red color had just vanished. My blood was gone.

Andrius did not know what happened to Gabriel and the others, but he was sure this was the sword. Swish... Rustle... Chitter... To Andrius’ astonishment, as soon as the sword fell into his hands, tens of thousands of sea monsters seemed to go mad, and they all rushed toward him. Startled, he raised the sword to slash out. ‘Esoteric Art: Etheric Sword!” A brilliant sword light appeared, tearing through space as if splitting the heavens and earth. The sea monsters rushing toward him were all sliced cleanly in half, shocking everyone who saw it.

The next came with so much weight that their swords clanged against one other as they stared. Arthur said, growing increasingly irritated, "By the time I am done with you, you will betray the hiding spot of your colleagues." He took his second sword and swung it in her direction. The sword tore Freya's cloak apart, exposing her back as she attempted to avoid it. With her teeth chattering, she hurled her tanto knife at him, piercing his left arm. She quickly withdrew it and aimed for his right arm, but Arthur tore the cloak she was putting on from the back, exposing the tattoo she had drawn there.

Tritan's own anticipation grew, eager to witness the fusion of power and finesse that characterized the Arcttegatian swordsmanship. As the Merguardians assembled, their eyes filled with curiosity, Finrir unveiled his sword with a confident and practiced hand. The intricately engraved blade showcased an arctic wolfish with its mouth open and exaggerated teeth, its image shimmering and projecting onto the sea floor as the light danced upon it. The ethereal projection of the large wolfish swam in a circle around Finrir as he wielded the sword, adding an enchanting touch to his every stroke. The mesmerizing projection disappeared as Finrir's speed intensified, the water rippling and pulsating wi

COME FORTH HOLY SWORD COVENANT! *A white-blue striped colored swords comes out at Elaine's hands* Haha, haha! So that's why you called the sword saint, then let me show you mine as will, COME FORTH SWORD AT THE THRONE OF THE GOD OF ZERONITY I CALL UPON YOU THE GOD OF ZERONITY TO COME TO ME AND LET ME USE YOU HEAVENLY GOD SWORD EXDILDURAL! *Then a white-golden cloud appeared out of nowhere there the sword exdildural come out at the clouds and going towards taso's direction then taso grabs the sword and taso said*

"It's my first actual weapon. I've been using it for more than a year. It feels bad to part away from it so suddenly." "Relax kid. With the other half of the Dragoknight's function, you can just summon the sword back. But better." Arshild said. Although Arshild said that Matthew will basically get a better version of the sword, Matthew was only a tiny bit convinced. Matthew griefed for a moment that his trusty sword was gone. There was nothing he could do about it. "My lord, we will soon arrive at your tomb." Theraphosa announced. Her voice sounded sad.