Asura Blade: Sword Of Dynasty Novels & Stories

He was unwilling to owe anyone a favor and unwilling to receive assistance from others. "Dorian Yates?" Jason glanced at Dorian, who kept Durendal sheathed behind his back. "I wonder if you are deserving of the emperor's blade?" Each of the ten legendary blades had its own myths and legends. Meanwhile, Durendal was famous due to its association with an emperor who slew monsters with this very blade. With a hum, Durendal was unsheathed, and an overwhelming surge of sword energy was released. Dorian did not dare to underestimate this man. He feared that he would have zero opportunities to attack in this battle if he did not attack first.

The sword looked to be very basic and common, yet on its blade, one could view the intricate carvings and weavings of a fine metal, much like a dragon’s form. With a huff, Zephyr sent his energy into the sword. Before long, the sword replied with its own short burst, accompanied by the raging roar of a dragon. The energy the sword carried was that of a dragon’s! The blade shimmered in the light of Zephyr’s energy, lighting up the night sky. Upon further inspection, it was noticed that the sword may carry a will of its own. The draconic silhouette looked to be real, its body looked to be moving upon the blade itself, its claws grasped onto the metal, its tail swiped along the wind, and the sc

I saw Zen adjusted his posture and became more focused. "Ang isa sa kanila ay isang inscribed steel sword. Ito ay tinadtad ng Church of the Eternal Scorching Sun. Ito ay may kasamang nagpapadalisay at mga epekto. Ito ang kalaban ng Ghosts, Wraiths, Zombies, at iba pang undead na nilalang. Maaari pa rin itong gamitin sa loob ng tatlong taon. Siyempre, ang talas nito ay sapat na para makapatay." Ang boses ng babae ay nag-iba sa volume, isang malinaw na pagtatangka upang itago ang kanyang mga kasarian.

The pain that had driven Zlo from his body. She pulled back her fist and the blade released from Dirk’s flesh. They both watched the dripping silver blade as it emerged from his belly. The blood shivered and fell away, leaving the blade pristine and gleaming. She remembered what Astrapi had told her: that the blade was made from steel mixed with Deluvian silver, that it would cut through anything. She flicked the spring and the blade retracted into the smooth casing once more. Dirks’ mouth was moving but no sound emerged. He reached out one hand to the doorway where they both stood and leaned heavily against it, he was panting and sweat matted his hair to his brow.

The presence of this man was Camelot itself! Asherah was not perturbed by the strong energy that assaulted her senses, neither was she daunted by the power of the two holy blades. Durandal the Demon Slaying Sword, and Caliburn the Monarch’s Right Hand; these two blades were indeed frightful existences, but so was she.

Alexander commanded, suppressing it with his innate sword aura, causing the weapon to quickly settle. In the face of overwhelming power, a mere sword could hardly stir trouble. With a slight flick of his arm, the sword sprang from its sheath, revealing the words inscribed at the base of the blade: 'Azure Dawn'. "A fine sword," he remarked. The blade was lightweight, its edge sharp yet restrained, and its flexibility was impressive, resisting even when Alexander applied his internal energy. As the prized weapon was claimed, envious eyes turned toward him, though none dared to seize it. Some items were simply beyond their reach.

I jumped up and I looked like a child who was given a candy because of ecstasy. I was in the middle of my fun when I realized I was the only one celebrating like a fool here. I hesitate to smile at them. They just stared at me seriously and then went back to examining the celestial weapon they had obtained. Raid analyzes a blue sword with double blades. A lion's head is engraved on its handle. “Raid, that’s the Blade of Pride. It brings victory to its user,” Archmaster revealed to the man.

But his blue eyes held a wicked light, and his lips fought a curl of smug satisfaction. “Princess Diandreliera of Uyan Taesil,” Rivyn announced gravely. “Although the Fae Court is not prepared at this time to mobilise against the Queen Clareath’s takeover of Uyan Taesil, we recognise and honour your efforts on behalf of the brethren there. As such, I, Rivyn Nae Ederne, offer you my sword,” he produced the sword from the air with a flourish that drew exclamation even from the jaded courtiers. “This is Intuin Desparen, the Heart Blade.”

He had used his Internal Strength to draw his sword from afar! "Chen'er, take this sword!" Xiao Chen reached forth and caught the hilt of the sword. It was called Teal Blade, a blade with extraordinary sharpness that it could easily cut strands of hair and even slice through steel. A gift from the Emperor of the Dynasty of the Nine Provinces when he had visited three hundred years ago, the sword had since then became the heirloom of the Xiao Family. In his hand, the blade quivered with excitement as if it has a consciousness of its own.

She just shakes her head at him and he lets her move to me. “This blade is a very special blade. It will do the job.” She hands me the Katana. I step back, my hands on the handle and the sheath. The sheath is black and purple with a dragon that wraps around the full length of it. Its mouth open facing the handle of the sword. I remove the sword and hand the sheath to her. I hold the sword up, looking at the steel. The blade is clean and sharp, it glistens under the light. I walk to Gianni. I stand at his side. I raise the sword in my hands, turning my body, adjusting my feet.