Gusion Sword Novels & Stories

My fingers tightened around it by instinct. Behind me, footsteps crunched on dried leaves. “That one looks rusty,” Gwen said, stopping just a few feet away. Her arms were crossed, her brow slightly raised. “Probably not worth much.” I didn’t respond right away. I stood up slowly, still holding the sword. My eyes stood on the blade. Rust clung to the edges, and yet—it felt solid. Steady. Alive. “It feels right,” I said quietly. Gwen’s expression shifted, her gaze flicking between the sword and me. “Right, how?”

As a soul body, Gui Xian would be badly hurt if another soul body attacked him. After sending Gui Xian to a safe place, Xiao Chen leaped up, summoned his Unsullied Sword instantly and wielded the Storm of Swords in the next second. In mid-air, shadows of swords were everywhere. Tens of thousands of rows of sword radiance slashed at the sea of ghost soldiers and devil rides that was surging toward them.

The sudden appearance of the golden sword in Prince Auten's hand stunned Jenson and those around him. Graham appeared to be young, but he was so skilled at cultivation that he could condense a golden sword in no time. Furthermore, the golden sword appeared to be genuine. The aura almost choked everyone in the room. Simultaneously, Tyson, paralyzed on the ground not far away, looked at Prince Auten with mixed emotions. 'Graham is not weak,' Tyson thought. However, could he defeat Jenson? Even though the golden sword he condensed with internal energy was nice to look at, it was fake, after all. The sword in Jenson's hand was a purple-tier weapon.

scowled Juno. Gerald couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow. He didn’t think they would locate them that quickly… “Take care of Rey and Yrsa, Juno. Now leave while you can! I’ll be taking these people on!” ordered Gerald. “Loud and clear! Please, be careful!” replied Juno as Gerald summoned his Astrabyss Sword. Seeing the sword, one of the purple Soul Hunters immediately pointed at it before yelling, “That must be the weapon, brothers!” With how unique and sharp the blade looked, the Soul Hunters were able to immediately discern that it was the one used to take out the seventh squad…

] "Ready... They all took their swords out. Rag activated his blood soldiers. Pajim's has thunder power. Gicep has a black sword of fire. Gifud has the power of creating illusions. His illusions cause the opponent to go all out with a fake person apparently looking like him, and after they get completely exhausted. Gifud finishes them with a blow.

I’ll have to do something quick unless this could turn out to be fatal for me, I thought. “Gertrude! I’ve been temporarily blinded and I—” “No! You’ve been permanently blinded by my sword. Do not assume what you don’t know,” Seth said with a wide grin on his face. “I got blinded just by the wind that the sword produced. Gertrude, what is that sword?” I asked worriedly. “Oh, yes! That’s the Kaisen. It’s a sword that cuts through air and makes the air it cuts through as sharp as the blade itself,” Gertrude concluded.

Turning away from the others, I point the sword in front of me and almost drop it when a flame shoots out but stops before it touches anything. "Whoa," I say softly. When I turn around, I see Wyatt and Jock have swords, but theirs are slightly different. Wyatt's has a blue handle and shoots out ice, enough to freeze someone in place. Jock's has a green handle and shoots out electricity. "I guess you got your answer," Zoe says, staring at the three of us in shock. I smile and nod. "Now we're prepared to kick some ass. Let's see what the next message says, and then we'll head out." I say, putting my sword in the red sheath that magically appeared at my side. Maybe I'll cut Selene some slack as

I need my sword. Reaching behind my back, I feel the cool, smooth texture of my marking shift beneath my fingers. There’s a brief moment where the ink pulses, almost as if it’s alive, before it solidifies into the hilt of my sword. I draw it out, feeling the familiar weight settle into my hand. The blade hums with energy, a glowing blue that pulses in time with my heartbeat. This sword is mine, a part of me, born of my blood and soul. Athena’s gift, forged from my very essence.