Bichen Sword Novels & Stories

Its formidable presence serves as a reminder of his role as a prince and protector. To Tritan's left, Finrir gracefully hovers, his pack adorned with a sheathed long Viking sword. If his lethality is needed, the sword becomes an extension of his skills, a weapon to be unsheathed with precision and deadly intent. Crafted with intricate engravings and a polished edge, the sword reflects the strength and resilience that Finrir embodies. It is a weapon that strikes fear into the hearts of their enemies, poised to be wielded when the situation demands it.

Ezekiel's longbow had clear color and along with the clear color, fire and water droplets were scattered. Maximo had a pure black long sword, however, when you look closer, his name was embedded in it and with every swing he makes, fire came out of the sword. The tip of the sword was also pointy. Sirene had two thin swords on her hands and it has beautiful designs embedded in them. Every swing she makes, a yellow glow came out of her swords, and the wind was strangely following her sword, Also, fire came out of her two thin swords that made the wind hotter. Hector had the same size as Maximo's sword. This time, it was pure white and a strange design that matched the sword was embedded in it.

Sachin looked at Severin with a solemn expression. He then said grimly, "Everyone underestimated you." With a subtle gesture, Sachin raised his hand. A dazzling light emanated from it and turned into a bronze halberd. The weapon stretched nine feet long, boasting a dragon-headed blade with sharp edges on both ends. Its bronze sheen exuded a formidable aura, marking it as a premier spiritual artifact.

They were the names that Xiao Chen and Qianyu Nishang engraved on the sword: Nishang, Yichen. Slowly, the Autumn Water Sword started to tremble. When the wind blew over the sword, the sword body rang lightly as if it were whimpering, and it refused to move even a little bit more forward to stab Xiao Chen.

At this moment, the yard surrounding the villa had turned into a hellish battlefield! Mr. Chardon held a wooden sword that was less than thirty centimeters long in his hand, but the invisible blade it carried had a length of nearly two meters! This was the temporary magic instrument that the British Lord had entrusted to Mr. Chardon. Although the wooden sword looked short, small, and unremarkable, in reality, it functioned like a lightsaber from Star Wars, with an extraordinary attack range.

Sekora asked. “You will be able to recognize them by the symbols on the hilt, first there is the Tsunami sword recognizable by the wave, next is the Earth breaker sword represented by broken earth, next is the Shadow sword represented by a ghost, next is the Sun saber represented by a sun, next is the Phoenix Wing sword recognized by wings, next is the Speed sword represented by a rabbit and finally there is the Power sword represented by a bull.” D2 replied going back to the lighter tone of voice.

Unsurprisingly, this was the Klondike portion within the sloppy swordsman taking effect. As if to specifically verify Chase's conclusion, four tentacles extended from the sloppy swordsman's back, each gripping a long sword at its tip. The swords were black and white. The black swords radiated sinister energy that could easily be overlooked while the white swords brimmed with an evil aura, creating an eerie sensation.

"They feel quite light..." I grip the white sword in my right hand and the black sword in my left. They fit well and feel comfortable in my hands. When I swing them, they don't feel heavy at all, despite their large size. The swords are shiny and appear to be quite valuable. They have two blade edges on each side and taper to a point on the sides, rather than being centered like regular swords. They have a good visual appeal, and I'm grateful for them. However, I can't help but wonder why there is no sheath for them, and I have no idea what material they're made of. If it were a fictional metal, it might be something like mithril, adamantium, or orichalcum.

“Wiggy, what are you doing? It could be dangerous in Lillian's hands." "Give her confidence, Philly." The look in Wiggy's eyes was so sharp when he said it, it made the young man speechless. Wiggy handed Lillian the twin swords, who accepted it awkwardly. The girl examined her new sword with a little smile filled full of praise. The sword was not as long and big as Philip or Wiggy's. The two swords were no more than 50cm each, with their hilt covered in classic red and green carvings, their tips gleaming sharp, and it made Lillian giggle. This was the first time she was holding a real sharp weapon. By far the sharpest thing he has ever handled was a sewing needle or a kitchen knife.