God Sword Command Novels & Stories

Caelum roared, his gravelly voice shaking the very foundations of the mountain, "and I will tear your soul out of that hollow armor!" Commander Vane didn't hesitate. He surged forward in a blur of black steel and crimson lightning, his anti-solar blade descending in a lethal, executioner's strike aimed directly at Caelum’s neck!

his eyes twinkled "really?!" "Yes I am under no command to keep my mouth shut, and besides who else better than me to answer them?" "Command? what do you mean?" I asked him as he walked over and took my plate to fill it back up with more fruit "An Alpha command prevents anyone under it from speaking or doing whatever the Alpha who placed doesn't want, or in some cases makes them do what they want them to, Only Fenris is able to Alpha command anyone though since he is a Primordial God"

I was watching the man I loved stand alone against a god of deletion. The Null-Commander didn't move like the foot soldiers. It didn't glide. It took heavy, deliberate steps. Its body wasn't fluid; it was a shifting nightmare of jagged, obsidian geometry that seemed to absorb the ambient light of the lobby. In its right hand, it held a blade a six-foot-long sword of pure, unadulterated void. Wherever the blade passed, the air itself crackled as oxygen molecules were unwritten from existence. "Wolves," Dax’s voice was dangerously quiet over the comms. "Fall back. Get Tank to the medical bay on Level 4. Sienna, Reaper, cover their retreat."

James took a deep breath and said, “Hand me your forces. I’ll let ambitious and exceptional powerhouses lead them.” Tace, Lamuel, and Xantoni abruptly raised their head with opened jaws, but could not find any words. They immediately concluded it would be worse to be under the command of the mysterious young man. After all, they would lose complete control over their forces. Just when Matias, Wayra, and Princess Lumia were about to speak, James waved his hand and summoned three Divine Tools that radiated with light rays. Everyone present was startled after seeing the three Divine Tools. Wayra exclaimed, “Is that Tempestara’s Dargod Sword?”

The man with the long sword ran to him as quickly as he could and was forcing his sword to stab the neck of the man in front of him. Lixien stepped up and took the sword he was resolute in holding using her power and she held it blade with her index finger and middle finger. The sword shook and the blade crumbled into pieces. Suddenly, in the middle of the commotion, the soldiers who didn’t sense her presence, kneeled and shouted. “May you live in longevity and may the god bless you, Your Majesty; the Empress.”

“If we can take him down, it might break their morale.” He pushed forward, cutting through the enemy ranks with relentless determination. The commander saw him coming and smirked, drawing his own blade. “So, you’re the legendary Prince Kai,” the commander sneered. “Let’s see if you live up to the stories.” Kai didn’t waste words. He lunged forward, their swords clashing with a shower of sparks. The two warriors circled each other, trading blows with deadly precision. The commander was skilled, but Kai’s determination and the power of the supreme god coursing through him gave him an edge.

Silver Swordsmen can project their Battle Force onto their weapons and cause them to discharge different types of sword sparkles, with the length of the gleam demonstrating the Star position of the fighter. With respect to Gold Swordsmen, they can accumulate their Battle Force to execute went assaults. Past that was the degree of Blademasters, who could project their Battle Force onto anything from blossoms to pieces of turf and use them as invulnerable heavenly weapons to annihilate their adversaries. Sword Saints, be that as it may, were more similar to legends. Not much was been aware of them, however it was said that they can use something in accordance with a "space". There were somewhe

A golden sword appeared in front of Philip. The sword contained the laws of metal, but there seemed to be a higher power in it. “It’s the sword of path order.” An aged voice suddenly rang in Philip’s ears. It was Holy Snyder. Without waiting for Philip to ask questions, Holy Snyder started explaining to Philip. “This sword of path order can be considered a treasure, but you can only use it once. It’s a reward given by Sublime Tower for those who managed to kill the elemental bodies.

Demanded by the one who owns a pair of emerald green eyes and blonde hair with his prominent symbol of the sin of sloth, as the symbol and prominent figure of the sin of envy shush everyone as he tries to get his younger brother back asleep while laying unto his lap. “Now, now, now everyone.” Just then a familiar voice of the one they all respected and look up to as the general of their squad, with its giggle that stole their attention, made them on high alert expecting him in return. Smiling wide as the one who owns the pair of golden-brown colored eyes, and blonde hair came right and perfectly into the scene. He informs his squad. “The commandments, they are taking their work into the next

If it was given crystallized energy, it might level up and become a weapon used by the Warlord. “It’s this one?” Kayson looked at the long sword with the scarlet edge, the one that looked as if it was stained with blood. Ghoul Sword nodded. “Yes, I named it Hemodrinken.” Kayson asked two more questions. “How did you know my location?” “I am acquainted with the richest man in Clouspring, Joseph Wadley, and I asked him for help.” Kayson scrunched up his brows. It was Joseph again!