Heavenly Inquisition Sword Wiki Novels & Stories

Her blush cheeks. And her beautiful body. "Now then, " He spoke wiping his blood-stained sword with a cloth and staring at the lifeless body of the king's most trusted messenger. "Prepare for the coming news of King Arthur's death." A tear, a heavy tear. Once you feel that heavy tear falls down the brim of your eyes, you surrender your feelings and let them fall off your eyes to ease the burden in them, but then your hearts fill-up the grief weighing you down. Eventually weakening your legs. As your knees bend making you fall to the floor lets your sorrow surround you slowly.

We were locked into a standoff with our weapons trained at each other. “A sword brave and a thunder brave?” Cutler said incredulously. “That’s new.” “He must be Takemikazuchi’s Brave,” Hikaru said. “The god of thunder and swords from our homeland.” Wilt narrowed his eyes. Judging from his frowned face and the fact that he lived in Japan, it must be true. “Careful, he’s godly strong, but not as strong as power braves.” “How do you know that?” Masaru asked.

Cassandra rolled her eyes in exasperation. “You have to meet him; you’re interviewing him first thing tomorrow. He rang in person after the match, specifically asking for you… I guess he must have seen you reporting or something, but who cares? Do you have any idea what a coup this is? He’s an important sponsor of the Six Nations… a famously reclusive billionaire.”

But where? Then their suspicions became reality a few minutes later when they got a video message. This time it was no longer anonymous. The evil, arrogant bastard addressed Isabelle. ‘Here I go again! Dear Belle, if you thought you got rid of me… you’re wrong! You did some bad things and you’re going to pay even more than you thought. I want the 100.000 $ your daddy left you plus the 10 million that Stanley Collins left to my sister dearest. Later I’ll let you know where to meet. Come alone, without the Grayson boys. Don’t pull tricks on me, otherwise, Gwen dies!”

It smelled of damp stone, old hay, and solitude. Makil was already there, warming up with a series of fluid stretches that further betrayed his training. He wore similar clothes to yesterday, and two practice longswords were thrust into the ground at the center of the yard. Leigh arrived silently, a shadow detaching from the deeper shadows of the archway. She'd re-braided her hair tightly. She said nothing, simply walked to the center, pulled one sword from the earth, and tested its weight. "No rules," Makil said, pulling the other. "First to yield, or be disarmed."

Moonstone accents adorned his gauntlets, greaves, and chest plate, pulsating with magical energy that resonated. In his hand, he wielded a sword forged from pure moonstone, its blade glowing softly with an inner light. The hilt was embellished with intricate patterns in Phaikón Árgyron resembling celestial constellations, further enhancing its mystical allure. As he brandished the sword, it seemed to hum with power.

All of a sudden Dad raised his one hand in the air then closing his eyes he murmured, “In the name of Almighty, I am asking my seraphic power to awaken and send this demon of Hell to its place who deserves to be punished for breaking the laws of the underworld and becoming a reason of this chaos.” Immediately a white light started to form a sword of light or something. The light was coming, tearing the sky and it was so warm and bright that we all paused and looked back in Dad’s direction to find out what was going on there. “SWORD OF RINTH!” Rebeca mumbled standing next to me when her eyes were still fixed on the light. It looked like a sword of light. In the place of the blade there was br

Maria was about to ask one of the guards about the reason why they were allowed to enter the mansion when at that moment Master Quintan walked down the stairs. Maria looked at her Grandfather and bowed. Master Quintan said gently " Come upstairs Maya I need to talk to you" Maria nodded without hesitation and followed Master Quintan into his Study room. Master Quintan's study room was quite simple, consisting of a chair, a table, some important documents, some relics that were encased in enforced titanium glass and an ordinary-looking sword that stood beside the table. One would know that this sword was known as Heaven's Edge the oldest and most powerful sword in the Whole of somerland. The s

It was the Heavenly Stars Sect's most-treasured weapon — the Sound of Heavenly Stars Sword! When everyone heard the shouts, they were emotionally stirred. Since it was the Sound of Heavenly Stars Sword, then Leonard would be there too. In Earlington of Efrax, no one could tell whether the helm of the Sound of Heavenly Stars Sword made Leonard famous or Leonard made the Sound of Heavenly Stars Sword more well-known than ever. The Sound of Heavenly Stars Sword was originally a pinnacle spiritual tool. As Heavenly Stars Sect's most-treasured weapon, it was naturally given an outstanding reputation by generations of swordsmen in the past years. Otherwise, Heavenly Stars Sect would not have been

By harnessing the earth’s natural energy within Purecastle, one could create eighty-one powerful spiritual swords. “Surrender? In your dreams!” Darnall roared in fury. There was no point in further conversation. Adrian and the lava beast stepped forward, aligned their feet, and formed seals with their hands. In an instant, streams of light burst forth, changing the color of the sky. The intense sword essence surged upward, piercing the through cloud and erasing the overwhelming blood-red light that had filled the air. “Under this Heaven Sword, all evil and heretics have only one path—death!” Adrian thundered as the eighty-one sharp blades slashed through the sky, their metallic clang resonat