Evil Swords Novels & Stories

They came from every direction, growling and hissing, their movements erratic and unpredictable. I watched as Ethan shifted into action. There was no hesitation. He raised his hand, and the air seemed to hum with energy. A shockwave blasted outward, throwing several infected back and clearing a path for us to move forward. It was an impressive display of power—one that I had witnessed many times—but this time, there was something different about it. Ethan’s movements were more deliberate, more strained, and I could see it in his eyes. He was struggling.

But this Levi seemed very different from the Levi she had seen. His eyes were like blood, his pupils had a bright red seal like a sword, he was fighting with a woman, his whole body emanated killing intent, and there was a wicked smirk on his face, completely ignoring the shattered mountains and rivers. Compared to the Levi Arista had seen, this person seemed more ruthless and evil. Levi’s flaming red sword in hand carried the force of a thousand thunderbolts as he slashed towards the woman in front of him amidst his roar. The woman raised her sword to parry, and Arista knew that the sword in her hand was Enchilarse.

Wilbur howled, raising his thunder cleaver as he attacked Cadillacia. Eileen gritted her teeth as well. The spiritual energy outline on her double-edged sword grew to over ten meters long as she slashed it at Cadillacia.

Ren froze as Yuri slashed at the wires of his Elvigar with the dagger hidden within her sleeve, hereby releasing her gun from his hold, and she then pointed the gun at Ren who scowled, and made a motion to entrap Yuri’s limbs next. But before either one of them could make a single move, there were two black blurs. It was soon followed by the sound of a clang of metal on metal, and Ren froze as he saw Sunny before him, slashing at the wires of Ren’s Elvigar with his katana Jormungand, a Japanese sword with a silver blade and a black hilt, with the engravings of dragons and snakes on it. Ren’s eyes widened. “S-Sunny?” Sunny growled low in his throat before he thrust the butt of the hilt of his

The Iron Sons kept coming , wall after wall of muscle and iron and brute hunger, crashing against them like black surf. Her dagger stuck in the ribs of a man twice her size, wedged so deep the hilt cracked in her palm when he fell. She tore it free, spun, blocked another blow with the buckler she'd ripped from a corpse an hour ago. Elric appeared at her side like a wraith, bow discarded, a short sword dripping red in his grip. His eyes were wide, but sharp , the eyes of a man who knew he was already dead, but hadn't laid down yet.

CON:600 (1 CON= 10HP) DEF:420 DEX: 84 (1DEX= 5 DEF) ATK:253 STR:50 (1 STR= 3 ATk) MP: 550 INT:110 (1INT= 5MP) Speed :52 AGI:52 (1 AGI = 1 Speed) Skills: Perceiver Of light, Holy Element, Pyro Element, Chainmail, Judgement Sword, Shackle, Sprint, Growth, Counter, Retracing Blade, Archaic Body, Blink, Magic Resistance, Blight Of Light, Tomb Of Sacrifices. Quite a spectacular human has arrived. Looking up at the group of humans that had just arrived, I asked "Iris, do you know anyone named Evans green?"

The strong men stared at the strong man, a flash of shock flashed in his eyes. "Ethereal Warbringer! You go and die! Your death can also become me evolve to become a transcendentalist!" Tadhg Walter's cold eyes flashed, and he raised his hand. A terrifying demonic knife from the evil forces descended from the sky and slashed at the Ethereal Warbringer. "Destroy it!" Ethereal Warbringer laughed madly, opened his mouth, and sprayed a terrible destructive beam of light directly at the evil demon knife. That evil demon sword slashed down, as easy as turning his hand, he cut the column of light that destroyed it, and in that situation, it would be on the body of Ethereal Warbringer, splitting an

The sword he was holding had also been enhanced by the Sky General's Gold Talisman. He was perfectly matched against Emil's devilish saber. "Who are you? My blade will not kill a nameless devil!" Emil asked coldly as he crossed his arms arrogantly, holding his devilish saber.

Its face will be completely obscured to you. This is an ancient and sacred thing, an altar and effigy to a thing older than the ground upon which you stand. It will not do to dwell upon its nature, as this is something far beyond mortal comprehension, and to glimpse upon It would be to see into the very primordial ether of creation itself. In Its right hand, you will see, clutched tight, an axe you just saw with a handle carved from bone. Remember the magic sword, hold it tightly in your hands. That's the sorcerer's sword. Take a good revenge for her, avenge for her horrible death, you will send her spirit to eternal peace and you will have an ogrism tail to avenge for your land.

"Battle raged on across the continent, until finally, Markelus faced off with Eon. He drove his sword to the tyrant's heart, and killed him. Henceforth he became known as the Godslayer, and his weapon, the-" "Sword of the Godslayer." Minos swung his arms sidewards, like a musician that just delivered a heartwarming ballad. "So you're not really after my father, you're after the sword." "Yes." "You could have just said that." "Where's the fun in that?" "The only one who had fun in this room was you." Cassana glanced at Rei, who gave her an affirmative nod. "I hope you're not planning to be a bard, because you are terrible at it."