Everlasting God Of Sword 소설 & 이야기

Long ago, where demons are attacking humanity and trying to surpass Gods and Goddesses, a magical sword was created by the Gods. His name was Excalibur, he was a sword with a spirit, a sword that can grew with its master, a sword with an ego. Excalibur was made by the combined powers of the Gods, he possesses a power that can even threaten the life of the immortals.

Then suddenly I remembered what my father said when he gave me the sword. "My dear, always remember that this sword is special because it came from the Greek god Ares who is the God Of War. He made this sword himself" father said "But father, it looks like an ordinary sword. How can it be special aside from the God of War Ares is the one who gave and made it?" I asked "Just concentrate and think about what you want and it will be the thing you wanted it to become," father answered Right! That's it! Now I understand that! I immediately raised my sword and closed my eyes and concentrated.

He had to wait until the battle was over before going to Dillon and offering his help. This battle seemed to be over for Tyr. That so-called Sword God was the same as those 380 kendo masters that Dillon had slain before. They couldn’t match Dillon’s power. “Earth Sword!” With a low roar, Dillon thrust the sword into the ground in his hand, then he lifted it. The ground split open and tore a path all the way to the Sword God. A blade of light rose from the ground shortly after that. In a panic, the Sword God used all his strength to block Dillon’s attack. Theoretically speaking, Dillon was only capable of unleashing the Earth Sword in the Three Sword Scriptures after he reached the Demigod R

His younger brother. In his peripheral vision, Nicholai saw Elvious movement. On its hand, a red sword appeared. Nicholai new that sword, the sword of Elious. A sword that can takes away someone's ability for eternity. In a quick motion, Elvious appeared just infront of Nathaniel, Elious sword on hand barreling towards Nathaniel's body. But before it hit Nathaniel, someone blocked it from there.

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.

Then, with the help of his shadows, grabbed the golden sword of Opherio, and rested its edge on the necks of its rightful owner. "!!" "We are champions! WE are evolution!! WE ARE NOT DEMONS!!!" Blood began to slide down his neck, the sword was being pushed harder against him. It was ready to slice the head of an enemy. Dominique landed his gold gaze on the weeping eyes of his enemy. "We are the people whose gifts are from the love of god..." A final trust. "WE ARE LOVE!!!" "HYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa... aahh?"

Drawing upon the boundless power of his inner world, he channeled it into the Oculus Blade and was poised to strike Eliza. The ferocious onslaught bore the power of heaven and earth, carving devastating sword marks across the Eliza Sect's territory. The multi-colored sword beam sliced through the sky, creating web-like cracks. The dense mist produced by the Human Skin Flag was effortlessly shredded by the celestial weapon. Eliza smiled coldly and formed several hand seals to unleash a surge of deathly power. His sublimated aura was reminiscent of royal celestials. Surviving since ancient times, mastering the path of death, and achieving Ultimate Sublimation granted him combat prowess rivalli

Makil said, “is the Pact of the Peak. Carved not in parchment, but in the living memory of the border. It was sworn between Alistair the First and Torren Valerius. It does not grant land. It swears a bond. The crown provides legitimacy and protection. The Hold provides the mountain’s voice—the enforcement of the ancient boundaries and laws that keep peace among all the peoples of the eastern range, not just the subjects of the crown. Lord Valerius is not merely a vassal. He is the Crown’s Eye in the East. The Mountain’s Voice in the West. Your safety, my lords, has for generations depended on this man upholding this pact.” The lords stared at the strange, painted stone. Gryffen scoffed. “A r

I nodded and moved away as Ryder and Ares faced off. **Ryder** The fucker wiped at the corner of his mouth. I was ready to end him. He knew I could. I could smell his fear. I had forgotten one thing though. Ares is the God of war, and he commands an army. He raised his palms at his sides. The ground shook as an army that was blessed by the gods started to fall from the sky. “Let’s see how you hold up against the soldiers of Olympus, kid.” Ares spoke.

Sienna did not even blink, and she said expressionlessly, “Come. I’ll be standing here. You can beat me; it’d be better if you beat me to death.” Sienna’s father was the legendary God of War, who was a hero that once stood at the top of the world to defend his family and nation! It was not this eccentric scumbag who was blinded and could not even distinguish between right and wrong! He was not worthy! Sienna had riled Keegan, and his whip was about to fall. At this moment, a clear and low voice suddenly came from the door. This voice was attractive and pleasant, but it was also oppressive and sinister at the same time—