Danmachi: Sword Oratoria Novels & Stories

The sword was blood-red with a realistic dragon carved on it. It was about three feet and two inches long. ‘Blood Drinking Sword’ was engraved into the other side of the blade. What was happening? Darryl could barely react when a buzzing, mysterious voice entered his head. “The Blood Drinking Sword has acknowledged its master. Current level: Category Red, Level One.” ‘Wow! Even weapons have their own levels as well. ‘Category Red, Level One’ must be strong!” thought Darryl excitedly.

He swing his sword aiming for his head. "Your head is mine!" Alucard then focus all his power to his attack. Hiyojin then attack Leomord within the air. The three warriors cornered Leomord. But, three shield emerges within Leomord's body. The three warriors didn't expect this tactic from him. Then, a numerous arrows were shot around Leomord. This arrows came from Leomord's body. The three warriors stepped back as they defend themselves against the arrows that launching in the area.

“No one is allowed to interrupt. And no other weapon is permitted aside from the chosen sword to use.” “Hercules will get the answers he wants if he wins.” Hercules’ second said. “And if Black Dragon wins, the Olympus Gang will not be seen on Korea ever again. Or they’ll will be found six feet under the ground.” Yosef added. JD and Hercules just stayed quiet and glaring at each other. Their second hand men handed their swords before they begin. Hercules will use a longsword while Black Dragon will use a katana. Both men are known to be expert on using sword during training and combat.

Then the sword Durandal was burning fire in every structure of the sword, it was like the color of the sun. What the heck is that attack? This is what you get for challenging a god now die! Then Taso slices through Luis's head, and it fell from the ground and then the nick of Luis was full of blood it was like a river, but it was flowing with blood. Taso wins the semi-finals now for the last fight Tasoshi saya vs May gray heart fultra. May! It's our turn, let's go all out. Ok! Taso let's start!

He raised his head in shock and asked, “You’re not using the Wuia Demon-Slayer Sword’s Lower Six Swords?" James replied calmly, “Correct. This is called the Jademora Sword.” Speaking thus, he wielded the Jademora Sword and charged straight at Goyo with an invincible demeanor. Goyo gritted his teeth, brandishing the Wuia Demon-Slayer Sword to clash head-on with James. Clank! Clank! Suddenly, a fierce and continuous clash of swords erupted, unleashing terrifying waves of energy that swiftly spread in all directions.

[Mana: 3100/3100] [Strength: 85] [Psychic power: 32] 【Defense: 71】 [Speed: 84] [Knowing: 7] [Heart protection: 10] [Fire resistance: 5] [Dodge: 11%] [Swordsmanship Qualification: +10%] [Alchemy Qualification: +50%] [Heart Technique: Heaven's Growth Heart Sutra (22% for beginners)] [Movement skills: Shadow Step (22% for beginners), Mist Rush (11% for beginners)] [Martial skills: Frost Moon Slash (11% for beginners), Phoenix Feather (0% for beginners)] [Equipment: Spirit·Sword Sect Attire, Spirit·Scarlet Cloud Sword, Spirit·Converging Spirit Jade Pendant, Spirit·Stone-sinking Ring, Spirit·Cloud-treading Boots, Spirit·Rhino Fragrance Belt, Spirit·Hundred Refinements Ring, Spirit· Wind Bracelet]

sneered the swordsman, driving his blade mercilessly into the man’s back, piercing through to his belly. “My husband!” screamed the woman in anguish, clutching her daughter tightly as tears streamed down her face. The little girl’s wailing soon joined her mother’s cries, filling the night with sorrow. “Finish them all! I must return to Leader Huang,” the swordsman declared coldly, yanking his blade free from the lifeless body at his feet. The man wearing a black headband, emblazoned with two downward-curving golden lines, burst forward with lightning speed toward the circle of swordsmen who were besieging a lone warrior of the Sacred Dragon Sect.

Everything was giving luxury. And that was when I saw him. Through the window. Sword in hand. Shirtless. Muscles glistening in the sun like oil poured over rage. Damon. Alpha. King of this fucking nightmare. His body moved like a weapon. Every strike of the sword brutal. Every twist of his torso pornographic. I bit my lip so hard it bled. Then he turned. And he saw me. Our eyes locked. Blue. Fucking blue. Like frostbite.

"Sera help Pomelia pack her things. Warrior, walk with me," The woman suggested as War looked back to Pomelia. She was now gathering the contents of the first aid kit she threw at him out of fear. Her tears had dried some but she was still shaking... A loud clear of the throat, had him looking to the source of it. The priestess was near the door, impatiently waiting for him. He took one more look at his mate before following behind the priestess. She was only doing this out of respect for his mate. He didn't want to hear anything the woman had to say. Her opinion didn't matter, Pomelia was his...

When he reached this part, Daichi let out an exaggerated sigh, his expression one of sorrow. Harvey frowned, but he could tell that it was indeed what Mandy would do. She could never simply watch innocent young women being victimized. Then, a thought crossed his mind. "Is the scion someone powerful?" Daichi smiled faintly. "The Origin Sword Style's scion is called Yamamoto Sora. Sounds impressive, but he's all style and no substance. However, the Origin Sword Style is quite powerful with the support of young True Warriors like Sverker as well as an old monster that is rumored to be very close to reaching Unity between Nature and Man. In other words, they're no weaker than any of the Seven Fa