Novel & Cerita Fantasy Swordsman

] "Ready... They all took their swords out. Rag activated his blood soldiers. Pajim's has thunder power. Gicep has a black sword of fire. Gifud has the power of creating illusions. His illusions cause the opponent to go all out with a fake person apparently looking like him, and after they get completely exhausted. Gifud finishes them with a blow.

"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."

Oscar answered and the master dismissed him shortly while Oscar walked out of the room in anger, but there was nothing he could do or he would suffer the same fate as his bother Rodolfo Draco. The master then walked to the inner throne room where only he goes Into and walked up to his golden shelf where he keeps his most important items. He gently opened the shelf and took out the tow magnificent looking swords as he stared at them with a tinge of happiness and accomplishment. "Very soon you two babies will be mine.. and so would this entire planet! It's just a matter of time and my wait would be worth it!" He laughed dryly as he fastened the not so magical sword behind his back and walked o

To him it was a chance to grow even further. “Sigh. What has been done has been done. We stand before each other as enemies, so talking does no good. Who would have thought that a day like this would come?” Old Fan had a bitter smile on his face as he walked forward, moving towards Asherah with the steely conviction of a man going to war. Old Fan chuckled as he moved before stretching his hand into space and pulling a sword out of nowhere. The sword was as beautiful as the ceremonial blades of the greatest empires. It was embedded with jewels on both its blade and hilt, and every single stone that adorned it was of the highest quality and purity. It was a sword that took away the splendour o

A figure began to walk slowly toward Zephyr Khan. With a cold face, he carried a long sword on his back. Wisps of sword Focus enveloped him, sharp and domineering. This guy was the sword master whom Zephyr Khan had paid close attention to before! At this time, he went straight to where Zephyr Khan was. He didn't care at all. Therefore, in an instant, it attracted attention of other warriors around. "Isn't this Jian Yu?" "Haha, I'm starting to miss you!"

Why are you here, do you not know that This is the place of Mr Jon our leader, and you Dare show up out of nowhere you will pay for intruding. HFT… Ha-ha I don't care, I'm just going to eat here so don't disturb me. Then taso looks at the guy talking to him with killing intent. Well If you want to fight then I will give you a chance and I will give you mercy to, so For my kindness I well cleanly chop your heads Ha-Ha...! Ok lets start come forth my sword aeroba red katana. And then the sword comes out at taso's hand and then sword glows with red and with different colors in it colors like green violet and orange.

Their movements were a blur as if time itself had slowed to accommodate their swift and merciless advance. In mere seconds, they closed the distance between us, their eyes blazing with a cold, calculating intent. Their swords, imbued with the power of magic, seemed to hum with otherworldly energy as they aimed for my neck. I stood tall, my voice low and menacing as I uttered a single, disdainful word: "Puny ants." I knew that these four magic swordsmen, a rare and formidable class, excelled in both long-range and short-range combat. Their skills were exceptional, but I was confident that I could destroy them.

I don't know how long can I endure standing here acting as bait and why are they taking so long to attack the beast. I can't wait anymore, so I decided to make the first move. I waved my right hand and release the sword that was forged by a famous blacksmith the Devil's hand. I was about to swing it onto the beast when one of its heads bites into my right arm. The sword immediately drops to the ground and disappeared. The sword is specially designed for me alone and I am the only one who can wield it. The sword will disappear if it is no longer in my possession and I am the only one who can summon it.

hot crowds, and again Villa Farnesina caught fire under the amnari of riots, in the blows of the whip, and of the cries of the boyars shouting from the height of their chariots, a handsome young man with a rather courteous, clumsy face. noble enough for his tense smile, and dead for passers-by, he did not force himself to overtake the wardrobe of the great seniors, he wore an emerald green coat not very new, but also without warp on his elbows, with folds, and on his neck hangs a chain gold, where a large cross, like a well-known order, was hung on the fierce chest, clad in gold with four red rubies, which shone in the end of each arm encrusted, meaning the four winds of the world, a blue s

A man breathless, standing valiantly before all his enemies. He was called Cyou chen, a swordsman who earned an unrivaled title. After being trained by the nine demon swordsmen. Chyou Chen travels the world to fight with various expert warriors from all over the country. "Why are you just silent?" Chyou chen asked, while wiping the sweat that filled his forehead. "Quickly hand over all the martial books you haveAfter that we will let you live."