God Sword Command Novels & Stories

The Golem smashed him into the pavement. We were losing ground. I felt a cold knot of nausea in my stomach. We were fighting a tide that didn't care if it lived or died. "Precision!" Barzil’s voice cut through the noise. The Commander was in the thick of it. He dodged a pneumatic hammer-blow. He didn't try to cleave the armor. He thrust his sword into the gap between the neck and the shoulder. Sparks flew. A high-pitched electronic screech echoed as the blade severed the primary harness. The Golem jerked and went limp, hitting the ground with a dull, heavy thud.

"Is that so?" Chase glanced at the commander coolly. He raised his arm, and the Water-Breaking Sword in his hand flared with blinding flames. "Heaven Burning Finger!" Burning flames spread everywhere as if trying to burn everything in its path. "What move is this? It looks more powerful than before." The commander realized something was wrong as he quickly put up his defenses. However, this move was too fast for the commander to evade, and there was a loud crack.

He was gripping it right in front of his body when the light hit. He held his eyes tightly close - but nothing happened. Slowly he opened them and to his surprise saw that the sword held out the laser beams for him, like a shield. Then he swung it into motion and the sword unleashed its own beam of lightning, overpowering and striking the Zhinra's, knocking him down. The humans stood motionless for a second at what they just witnessed. "That's the legendary Commander Zivlander's sword," Garullo said, but no one seemed to pay heed. They could care less who the sword belongs to right now.

he said, ready to tear everywhere. "Commander! You know what to do," I said and halted backwards for the armies to fight. The commander targets the whole armies at once while I target Alpha Darius who can take down all my armies at once. Leaping forward hurriedly, I got to him with definite speed, "Alpha Darius… leave my armies alone and battle me," I said with full confidence. "You know you are not strong enough to face my sword… give up before I kill you and rule over your pack," he fired.

As soon as I entered the game, I received a message from James. “Hey Goddess, you have been offline for a long time. Last time you said that you need my help to get a gold weapon. Now, I will help you out. Recently, a new gold weapon was made. Its awesome. Its better than the Heaven Domain weapon I used before, which is called Victory. Goddess, is it okay for me to help you out with the Victory weapon?” That message read.

The gold sword in his hand hummed with a restless, eager power, a low, resonant thrum that was a testament to his desire to strike, to kill, to destroy the man who dared to threaten me. “You know who I am,” the commander said, his voice a low, mocking drawl that was a final, unforgiving provocation. “And you know I’m not bluffing. Drop the sword, and the satyr lives. Refuse, and I’ll snap her neck before you can take two steps.”

“Please answer me.” When Britney saw Jade looking so serious, she said, “I also don’t know very clearly. I just heard about it from the Martin family’s young master. The God of War is the commander-in-chief at the highest level on the west coast. It’s a position that is specially designated to uphold a superhero. There has only been one person since ancient times, and it’s the highest honor!” Buzz! Buzz! A few bombs exploded in Jade’s head. Her body shook more.

she called, reaching out her wounded hand to me. My left hand closed around hers for one heartbeat, and the full power of her equal core surged into mine. The carnal and mystical bond exploded to life, filling me with the might of a war god. I stormed the Commander with a flurry of brutal strikes that drove him back against the splintered railing. With a berserker roar, I raised my dark steel blade, channeling the full fury of the Blood Moon line and Maya’s silver radiance into its edge. I brought the sword down with enough force to shatter his sacred spear in two. The blade did not stop—it sheared through his golden plate and took the Supreme Commander’s head in one clean, devastating strok

The blazing spiritual flames roared atop the historical halberd. At the same time, Augustus's battle armor also surged with roaring flames. The two invisible spiritual pressures began to ripple, with the howling winds echoing across the grasslands. Wilbur's gaze remained resolute as he directly hurled the Sword of Judgment into the demiplane. Augustus furrowed his brows, and the flowing flames within his battle armor vanished. "If not for the command of Pope Augheimer, I would truly like to experience your strength," Augustus said slowly.

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!