Goblin Sword Novels & Stories

A strong blow twirled to our direction and it made all of us slammed on the trees, including the Mother. “Woah!” Fafaniya spun in the air like a dry leaf blown by the wind. My back ached from the impact and we all landed on the icy ground. “Mother!” the Marchans cried. They ran to their unconscious Mother. The other Marchans tried to resist and block the Goblin’s wind attacks. Their leader faced the Goblin with all his courage and pride. Some of his feathers were missing and he didn’t care at all. Proofs of the battles he survived, pieces of his life that the people stole from him.

Along the path sifting through the charred remains of their brethren stood a small group of goblins. Dropping his bag to the ground, Haldir took his sword from his back and trudged towards the creatures. They weren't much, and he could probably pass by unnoticed, but they were dangerous to someone and it was better to kill them outright. Catching the scent of human flesh as Haldir approached, they turned to him and fisted their weapons in their hands while he insolently moved towards them. Snarling through his mouth while it dripped with spittle as the critter salivated at the thought of ripping into Haldir's meaty muscles, the first one struck overhanded with his sword and his blade met Hal

He placed them on the table where the little hobgoblin was. " What's next now?". Eddie asked little hobgoblin through his mind. " It's left for you to find the last weapon. The mission is specifically for you." Little hobgoblin said to Eddie. " Ancient Gladius is not just an ordinary sword, It's a magical sword, forged from the souls of the dead gods. The sword was created by a sorcerer called Adwen. Adwen created the Ancient Gladius during the first battle in the kingdom. The sword was used by the four god's father to stop their enemies which was successful. After the battle their father cast a spell on the sword and it vanished to where no one could find it and till now, no one has an idea

At the moment of Vierone's death, a slight step caught the robber's attention, he turned his gaze there, noticed Dixon holding his bow there, snatched the corpse's sword from beside him, and threw himself madly in a hopeless run, but collapsed dead at in the middle of the room, an arrow pierced his forehead and he died instantly. He went into the middle of the corpses and looked at the old man, then took his letter and the few gold ducats he had in a belt bag, took Vierone's sword, looked at it carefully, wiped it with blood. piece of cloth and put it on his belt, showing it to his father, the Marquis of Derby when he returned this sword, which had always served him, sat on the vine and took

He quickly lost account at the number of eyes now behind him, and on top of that, the noise of the cackling had increased enough to hurt even his ears! Then the creature slowly walked forwards, its green skin showing itself as a goblin. The ugly creature was holding what looked like some kind of jagged and rusted weapon. The goblins slowly all started walking forwards, as if they were waiting for some kind of command or signal allowing them to charge forwards.

His hands used all their strength to dig the short sword into Charon's body. How could I be weak and lie there waiting for Aubrey to arrive. I quickly stood up, my eyes turned blood red, my whole body emitted a blue flame, goblin flame, the kind of fire that could burn hell. With a long sword emitting a green light in my hand, I ran to Charon's back, caught Aubrey's body, and then I used my sword to stab Charon's back. With all the willpower poured into the sword plus the powerful goblin flame, it temporarily caused Charon a bit of pain. He stopped attacking the skeleton warriors and turned to attack us.

A goblin fell to the ground as it was cut in half. Its blood was blue, but it didn't lessen the feeling of killing another creature. It was almost as tall as a human and had similar features. It had green skin and large eyes. Its teeth and claws were sharp. Other than those features, it was almost human. “How are the newbies?” Sven asked as he shot another goblin in the head. His weapon was a silver revolver. He didn't need to reload but he had to pull back the hammer for every shot. Its bullets materialized from his magical energy.

It was filled with copper, silver and gold royals, all to help supply them while they sought out allies. After Boro said his farewell and accepted the money, he quickly made himself busy checking out the two pack horses. He wanted to give Littume and Lord Jetir space for there farewells. He saw Jetir give his son a firm hug and share a few words with him. Then he saw Lord Jetir unwrap the cloth and from it pulled out an ornate brown and gold scabbard. The scabbard was too thick to belong to a rapier, and too wide to be a katan, the long slightly curved, single edge style sword that Boro himself used. This one was as wide as the width of his palm and had two edges to it. A broadblade, an olde

He knew himself that he cant buy a good sword as he have to buy body tempering technique too with this little amount of money. As he tried to pick a sword he saw a beautiful black sword in the corner of rack, Theo mesmerized and uttered," what a beautiful black sword", suddenly from back he heard the word," isn't it beautiful, to sad the cultivator from whom i got the sword told me that this sword cannot cut anything, its dull sword". Suddenly as if deciding something Theo decide that he will take that sword. Theo walked out of the blacksmith shop shouting," Thank you, old man jiang"

The woman, Jessie, a raven-haired beauty whose hair was cut straight and short with blue streaks, nodded her head. Jessie stepped forward, spinning a long weapon in her hands that began glowing yellow before stabbing it in the ground. "Wings of Reflecting Light!" A luminous pair of wings burst forth and protected them while blinding their enemy. Jessie moved in to attack with the goblin now blinded, and Maria saw the weapon she wield in her hands was a spear. The handle of the spear was sapphire blue with intricate silver designs; the blade was long and sharp. The goblins, sensing danger heading his way but unable to see as the blindness still hadn't worn off, hastily raised his staff. "Blad