Fantasy Magic Sword Novels & Stories

It showed that the tauren's magical sword was also absolutely rare. Kocis’s eyes gleamed as he stared at Alex’s Immortal Butcher. “This weapon is nice! I’m going to have it!” Alex sneered before looking at Phoenix. “How are you?” Phoenix said, “I’m fine. He is still unable to kill me.” After that, Alex rushed toward Kocis. “Supreme magical sword, sever the entire world!” roared Kocis. “You don’t deserve to use this magical sword! Hand it over!” Alex roared. The Chaos Tree roots swept vigorously, and a storm raged, sweeping the magical sword.

’ Dina thought. The magic swordsmen were as suspected the children that came after the marriage between the greatest archmage and knight—who was also the strongest swordsman of all. They all had eyes ranging from blue, green to purple. The bluest of eyes signified greatness with the sword, the greenest—greatness both in magic and the sword, and the purplest—greatness in magic. ‘Could he be dating…?’ “Thank you for your patronize and help your majesty, we are very grateful,” Genad said coolly with a bow whilst Feral who had finally managed to stabilize Paws who had been chasing the butterflies in the garden also joined in.

I roared and snarled, reaching behind the top of my spine and sinking my nails into my flesh. Long ago as a gift, my birth mother crafted a sword from my spine magically. It's a part of me that I can easily dig out from the top of my back, pulling out the magical Slayer Rhachis! The sword that pierces through any magically created realms or protection barriers and having my dark magic and demonic energy pulsating through the crafted destruction made it hard to wield, so it's barely used unless my enemy's magic becomes a challenge. I grunted feeling the blade slithering out of my back and Sylest turns around and snickers my way. After teleporting in front of her way and causing her to stop wa

When Havoc nearly lost his consciousness from lack of oxygen, luckily he finally came to a stop. Alexis watched as Havoc flew backwards. 'The magic that man possesses is outrageous!' Alexis thought trembling at the mere thought of it. 'My sword's absorbs magic from an enemy attack it consumes the raw magic force of it and on command lets all of it out at once. For him to get blown so far, by the gods!' So in shorts, the stronger the opponent the stronger the effect. If some weak magic user got absorbed it would almost be like the sword let out a fart. Although if the man was using magic equivalent to a nuclear bomb it would allow Alexis to turn it back on them. 'Yes yes yes! this is what I h

The clerk looks at me with a smile before allowing me to walk to the opening at the counter for me to walk behind. “Sure, just be careful. Sharp weapons and all that,” she says with a laugh. I let a grin cross my face as I step behind the counter. I let my magic find the two sets and as I reach one of the sets my magic feels like it is being sucked into it. I stop the flow of my magic as my hand hovers over a long sword. It has a dark blue material around the handle and its sheath. The other pieces have the same material however the bow and quiver have gold runes carved into the wood exposed. The runes I could see were permanent, preserved with a glossy finish.

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.

Immediately, all her lightening redirects to my sword. Lorelai’s eyes go wide, and she screams her frustration. I pull my sword out of the ground. “Lightening Wielder.” I tell her. My sword had been forged by dwarves. Their magic is strong and they put their magic into the swords they create. This one had been a gift from my father. He gave it to me, knowing lightening was the strongest part of my air element. It just worked out for me that Lorelai decided to take the air element. She cannot defeat me using lightening.

"For you to go to my territory. "You are not a monster" I said because I felt it... I have the ability to know if a creature is a monster based on their energy. It only failed with that girl because I couldn't feel any energy coming from her. "That's true because I'm a Mage— a sorcerer," the old man replied, who was pulled back by my soldiers. Because people are more afraid of witches. The mage has the power like a god... but has the heart of a demon. I immediately pointed the blade of my weapon at the old mage "Then it's not our god you worship..." I shouted then quickly attacked but someone blocked my sword... the girl with orange eyes, like a lightning flaming weapon suddenly appeared in

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.

A golden light started to burn around me, creating a circle and then filling it out with runes and symbols—another magic ring. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry," I screamed. "I'm sorry! Matilda. Fiona. Please! I'm sorry." My words fell on deaf ears as the circle finished, and I was engulfed by a pillar of light. It burned like the sun melting away at my flesh. Evaporating my eyes, bubbling into gas. The earth cracked, and the sky boomed. The four watched as a divine sword appeared above me high in the sky. It was large and as long as the Seattle tower. It slammed downward into me, ramming into the earth.