Fanfiction Sword Art Online の小説・ストーリー

And the longer he absorbed the Reiki, the rate of absorption increased as well. Through it all, no one noticed that he was calmly cultivating—not even the three Danmarch elders who had slipped in to assassinate him had expected their target to have blended into their own camp! Soon, Caleb extended his sense into the ring Brax provided and began to practice with the sword art manual inside. "Legiondeath Sixteen…!" His eyes narrowed as he flipped through the pages, where each style and corresponding sword art was written. For speed and assassination, it was the Windrider, Windpiercer, Windsearer, and Windblazer!

I gripped it tightly, feeling the rough texture beneath my fingers. With all the strength I had, I swung at Calantha, aiming straight for her chest. But before my blade could even come close, she flicked her wrist, and the sword shattered into dust. My heart pounded as I jumped back, barely avoiding her next attack; a whip of water that lashed toward my legs.

I hissed, feeling the searing heat bite into my hand as the cursed substance oozed closer to the hilt. Wenally’s smirk faltered when I didn’t drop the sword. I tightened my grip, ignoring the pain. Jason’s blood was fighting the enchantment, and I could feel it—a quiet, steady resistance pushing back against the corruption. I used her moment of hesitation to my advantage, swinging my blade with all my strength. The edge of my sword caught her armor, slicing through the leather and drawing blood.

Lina is the perfect warrior. Their fight is intense; I see Nicollas hesitating in his attacks against Lina. He tries to dominate her, trying to talk to her at every opportunity, but she strikes him without mercy. Perfect! I fill my chest with expectations, my whole body vibrates with euphoria. Now Nicollas is covered in blood, likely with most of his bones broken, and Lina holds a sword, aiming at his heart. I stand up from the chair, savoring the most beautiful scene of all. As soon as Lina raises the sword, I follow the blade's gleam with my eyes...

He began to walk forward, the fire trailing behind him in a serpentine wave, casting a flickering light across the room. Sara’s laughter rang out, filled with pure excitement. "Now, that’s more like it!" she exclaimed, her eyes gleaming with a mixture of respect and thrill. She raised her saber high, the golden aura around it intensifying. The blade began to vibrate with a higher frequency, humming with a brighter golden glow. Energy crackled around her sword as she prepared for her next move. Sara’s voice echoed in the hall, her eyes locking onto Danial’s. "Let’s see if your Hellfire Arts can stand up to this!" Her golden sword pulsed with energy, and with a powerful swing, she sent a wave

I watched as I was stabbed with a silver knife, Shayna blowing silver dust in my face, Finn killing the man who stabbed me, then Mike killing Shayna, then throwing his sword at Finn. I screamed 'no!', when he leaned over Finn, ready to drive his sword into Finn’s neck, Mike looked at me, his eyes almost black with white symbols in them. I replayed it again, Inanna helping me slow down the memory. ‘There’ Inanna said and showed a piece of the memory again. Right as Mike pulled his sword from Finn, a small current traveled from his hand to the blade and as the tip left Finn, an arc of blue light sparked from the blade into Finn. Like the little jolts of lightning, I share with Mathias.

Behind the darkness occasionally emerged vague outlines of creatures and that made it look more of a scene from a horror movie. Surrounding the woman were fully armored soldiers, some of whom had their swords drawn, while others had their hands on their swords ready to remove them from their sheaths in a swing. In front of the woman stood a man flanked by other soldiers. The man was huge, taller that everyone around. He had long hair that flowed all the way to his waist like a woman's hair and beards that reached just above his neck bone. Both his hair and beards were shaggy and it made him look like he had just come from the wild. His grin revealed brown and rotten teeth and one artificial

I need something else. I close my eyes and focus on the waves while Sia fights them. I need the energy to turn into a shield. I command my wave to take the form of a shield against the fog. Tristian had told me that in special arts one can manipulate their levels of energy. But it's a high grade technique and I haven't practiced any of it. That's when my concentration breaks, and a soldier stabs Sia through the front. *******

Arth was left with no choice but to free the sword from his grasp. He fell and hit his back against the ground. Looking up, the Sathir slowly climbed higher and higher. “You’re not getting away,” Arth said as he pushed himself on his feet, spread his arms on both sides, and cast, “Glacies Materia.” Copying Frostcalibur’s form, Arth replicated ten ice swords that flashed and appeared around him, all pointing upwards. He aimed them all towards the beast right above him, then fired. The swords sped upward and found the Sathir. They plunged through its wings, gut, chest, neck, and legs, causing it to lose balance and fall. The ground shook as the enormous body landed, orange blood spilling and f

Fur himself looked down at her furiously, and then broke out into a fit of laughter. "You are one of the best swordsman, swordswoman, I should say, I have faced in many a years" Nila positively beamed at this and nodded her head in thanks. "Sorry about your rib by the way, I really didn't want to lose." Nila and Fur stepped to the side to allow the next two combatants. The fight was not as interesting and didn't last long but it was entertaining nonetheless. In the end a short boy named Arturo won the bout by ring out.