God Sword Command Novels & Stories

His voice was calm as he summoned them, his eyes still on Amelia. Not a second passed before they all walked in, falling to their knees. It was a privilege to be in the living room of the almighty El Maximo. Amelia watched in awe as they all bowed with fear clearly embedded in their eyes. “Amelia is my guest, and I need you all to treat her accordingly. I will not tolerate any form of disrespect toward her. You all know your heads would be rolling on the floor if any of you defy my order.” “Yes, my lord,” they all chorused and turned to Amelia.

" The thunderous roar drained the color from the faces of Velda and every Mercer Group employee present. She tried to step forward and explain, but I raised my hand and cut her off. "Save it. You lost the right to speak to us the moment you let Jude dig up my parents' graves." Gunthar walked up to me and swept the red cloth off the plaque, revealing the bold, gliding words dancing across the wood. "Sword of the nation, guardian of the people." "Company, attention! Render salute to the First-Class Meritorious Hero of Talon Unit, Callan Wright!"

Azura- Arriving at the docks, I instructed Jade to get rid of the car, since Arion now knew what we were driving. While she did that, with the help of Kellan, I walked down the pier with Cyran. He hasn’t said a word this entire time. I figured his mind was out of sorts.

She had no idea how much to use in order to subdue these troops and not inadvertently destroy the entire land of Beelzanborg, which would end thousands of innocent lives. It became clear to her that she needed to give the gem to Slate, someone who knew how to wield its power. “All of you soldiers of Beelzanborg, drop to your knees!” she commanded, hoping that was a benign enough command that it wouldn’t hurt anyone not in the room. Instantly, everyone but her two allies and the king fell to the floor. Nya’s eyebrows shot up as she recognized just how good it felt to have such power at her command. She needed to focus, though. “You, too, Your Highness.”

The heavy iron doors of the inner sanctum were blown inward off their hinges, crashing onto the marble floor in a cloud of blinding dust and orange sparks. Through the thick smoke billowed from the courtyard, twenty heavily armored soldiers stepped over the ruined iron, their rifles raised, their tactical visors gleaming in the firelight. At their front stood a man in polished gold-and-black armor, a heavy broadsword strapped to his hip, his face covered by a scarred steel mask. Draven's Commander. "Clear the altar!" the Commander barked, his voice amplified by his helmet. "Kill anyone standing near the stone!" The soldiers raised their rifles.

The snow dusted marble steps of the Cloud Spire turned into a chaotic battlefield in a matter of seconds. Before the High Command soldiers could raise the alarm, Gideon charged down the wide staircase like an unstoppable avalanche. His dark leather mantle whipped in the gale as he swung his heavy broadsword in a terrifying, horizontal arc. The blade, coated in a searing layer of Earth Seal kinetic force, shattered three enemy shields at once, throwing a dozen armored soldiers backward across the frozen white stone.

“They’re coming. I can hear the hum of their phased-shift units.” The breach happened with a sound like tearing silk. Four "Sovereign" commandos materialized in the center of the gallery, their armor glowing with a faint, pulsing violet light. They were equipped with "Aether-Blades"—weapons that could cut through reinforced steel as if it were paper. They looked at Marcus and Elena with a clinical, arrogant detachment, as if they were merely clearing away rubble. “Step aside, Smith,” the lead commando said, his voice synthesized and cold. “The 'Total Harvest' is a legal and genetic inevitability. You are merely an obstruction in the flow of the Sovereign grid.”

Theo walked out of the blacksmith shop shouting," Thank you, old man jiang" Hearing Theo word he muttered to himself," what a fool, boy" Actually who knows, what kind of sword is that.....nobody knows only destiny will tell.

He walked towards me, grabs me by the arm and hugged me tightly. “Destiny, please come back” I heard him crying. “Hikaru…” I returned his hug and rest my head on his shoulder. As he wipes his tears from his face, he apologizes. He sat down again, his head was looking at the ground. “You’ve inherited Destiny’s sword, might as well have her throne.” “NO” I shortly replied, he looked at me. “And never ever!” an angry voice was heard. Hikaru stood up in surprise, I was still holding the sword. On the staircase stands, Aiomi.

Cadell Marcus's face turned cold. He grabbed the command token from his waist and touched it. In the middle of the magic move, a long sword appeared with golden light, and there were nine holes in the long sword above. There are seven small swords hanging from the hole. When it sways slightly, it makes a clear and pleasant sound. This sword is the supreme divine weapon of God Wind, God Wind Destroy Evil Sword. The sword comes out of its sheath, wind cloud moves, the momentum comes out, thunder storm is angry.