Feathered Sword Novels & Stories

“Prideful Sword: Dance of the Half-Moon” Like a graceful butterfly, well-seasoned in the art of flying and evasion, Mane coolly avoided the large paw of the White Fox, and found himself facing the abdomen of the creature. His eyes flashed brightly as he pushed all the Edict he could muster into the stone sword. The blue sword glowed deeply, like a man drunk on wine. Its drunkenness however, didn’t affect its ability to hit its mark. For Mane had resorted to his most powerful attack. He needed to cut the White Fox in half in just one swing. For the Ebony Panther King was already on his way here.

Samson said his phone in his ear as he picked up the double edged sword with his one hand from his desk. Seeing the sword, Alicia gasped. She had never seen a sword look so ghostly.. like an arabic jian which has a ghostly green light dazzling out of the sheathed blade. This particular one was way out of the picture. Samson glared at her hard for gasping out so suddenly. "It's pretty heavy, but i think with the 'Feather of truth' enchantment, I can reduce it's weight drastically." Samson said.

CHAPTER LXV: Ultimate Healer I summoned my celestial weapon and turned it into a katana. This is my favorite form of my Feather of Metamorphosis. I made it super light and easy to manage. It’s blade is sharp enough to cut hard irons and even spells with physical manifestations. I looked at her after completely summoning my weapon. The casual smile on her face did not fade away. I wonder what’s her magic and how strong she is.

All of a sudden, the surrounding air seemed to be frozen! The next second, he suddenly raised his right hand and everyone heard a crisp sound. An icy blue long sword formed in his hand. He saw that this sword was made with the Ten Thousand Year Frost Jade. It was the Ice Feather Sword, the top treasure of the Sword Sect. As soon as the sword came out, the temperature of the surrounding air suddenly dropped, and everyone felt a chill rushing toward them. Upon seeing this, Chester's heart skipped a beat, and he frowned. Jedidiah was well prepared.

Heat surges through my body, and for the first time, I’m aware of the crown floating above my head with colored spires glowing brightly. “Do you like our force field?” I pull the shield from my back. The action causes thin quills to grow from the harness and weave themselves around my body until they form a short protective dress made from the lightweight metal feathers of Hedone’s Stymphalian birds. Spaulders made of the Colchian dragon spread over my shoulders. As the body armor tightens to fit me, I roll my shoulders, grab the sword out of the compass rose, and take a defensive stance.

she asked, her voice was calm but firm. "Yes, Master," they said in unison. Noah stepped forward and unsheathed his twin swords. The moment they were in his hands, they began to glow with sparks, lightning crackled and thunder hummed softly, wrapping around the swords like living energy. Fefe’s body shifted slightly, and the dark ink covering her body, especially the one on her arm came alive. The black ink danced, crawling up her skin and forming into a long deadly spear that shimmered like polished stone and shadow mixed.

Mia said while holding onto a short blade. That was her innate sword, the Spiritual Sparrow. It was an upper divine-grade weapon. Chase had been adding restrictions and formations to her sword for the past few months. Even a martial divine emperor would find it to be a formidable weapon. Quinn took out her innate weapon as well. It was the Five Phoenix Fan, which was also an upper divine-grade weapon. It was made out of five different Phoenix feathers and was very powerful even without any sacrificial refinement on restrictions.

The blade drove deep into his abdomen. Pain exploded inside of him. Caesar grunted, staggered back, and felt his clothes soak quickly with blood. Florence yanked the knife back out and stared at his painful expression in confusion. Tears and laughter tangled together on her cheeks. "This is for the best! Now you will be mine forever! No one can take you away!" As she said that, she raised the knife again and plunged it straight into her own chest without a flicker of hesitation. It all happened so fast.

"We don't need to go to Lin's house. Let's go to my place so I can change. This is a minor wound. I can handle it myself." Ludriev took her spirit sword she had previously put on the side of the arena, and followed him without anymore words. Spirit sword was forged in a special method for those who reached a certain level in swordsmanship. The sword was unique and believed to be sacred, as it had its own spirit, which, if it didn't feel a strong connection with the wielder, they wouldn't be able to use it. Therefore, usually a sword spirit only had one owner and vice versa.

“From the second I heard of your name, I want to know how much capability you have to be called the undefeated Alfarro. And if it’s that enough to defeat me, obnoxious dog.” “Who am I to you then?” questioned Diego, resisting every dagger she flung towards him with her eyes. With that, Adira tilted her head and sluggishly blinked her eyes twice. “A prey.” She again swings her left hand and bolted the sword she held aiming at his neck. “Be it then.” But before the tip of the blade could even touch his skin, Diego smirked and gnashed his teeth. Out emanates a furry creature with his ash silver fleece, it stood up with its dominating appeal as he thunders the entire stadium with his every plod.