Holy Sword Excalibur Novels & Stories

So this holy sword is a fragment of the Holy grail? Hakan: The Light Saber, that's the name of the sword. If you were to look properly at the blade near the handle you should see a symbol of the Grail. Any artifact that has that symbol is a legendary artifact that is also a fragment of the Holy Grail. The other artifact at our possession is known as the Book of Life. We have never been able to decipher the full content of the book of life but it is because of that artifact that we learnt Spirit summoning and healing spells. Honestly most of our advanced spells were revealed to be taken from the book of life. It is believed that in that book also lies a spell to revive the dead but no one has

COME FORTH HOLY SWORD COVENANT! *A white-blue striped colored swords comes out at Elaine's hands* Haha, haha! So that's why you called the sword saint, then let me show you mine as will, COME FORTH SWORD AT THE THRONE OF THE GOD OF ZERONITY I CALL UPON YOU THE GOD OF ZERONITY TO COME TO ME AND LET ME USE YOU HEAVENLY GOD SWORD EXDILDURAL! *Then a white-golden cloud appeared out of nowhere there the sword exdildural come out at the clouds and going towards taso's direction then taso grabs the sword and taso said*

Michael sneered, pulling out the cross-shaped greatsword hanging at his waist. In an instant, it seemed as though a sun had appeared, casting a blinding light that made people's eyes ache. Wilbur squinted as he looked at the cross-shaped greatsword. A golden radiance adorned the large sword, so dense that it obscured the details of the blade. However, the vast power emanating from it caused a mournful hum to echo across the entire grassland. "Another divine weapon! The heritage of the Holy Illuminati is truly enviable," Wilbur commented with a sigh.

"That seems pretty bad!" "It is." Jévon squeezed his thighs and urged his nightmare towards the thing. "Lord Ingálvur said he gave you a sword? It's made out of one of the thirty pieces of silver Judas Iscariot got when he betrayed Jesus. It's the only holy artifact we have in the area since we let the Holy Grail go on an inter-museum loan!" I pulled out the sword and almost dropped it. Jévon nearly threw me off to grab it. Honestly, I wouldn't have blamed him if he had.

Lev said, "There's nothing to explain here. Cesar's dark witchcraft was terrifying and all of us would have died if Master hadn't protected us in time." Alex knew it. She said to Qin Haodong, "Qin, thank you for saving me." "It's nothing!" Qin Haodong held the Holy Light Cross Sword and asked, "It looks great. Is it the holy weapon passed down in your Divine Court?" Alex said, "That's right. Like the sacred Six-lights Star, the Holy Light Cross Sword is a holy weapon of the Divine Court. Only by obtaining its inheritance can one become the new Paladin." Qin Haodong suddenly had an idea, "What do I need to get the inheritance of the Paladin?"

For a short while each morning, the citadel felt almost peaceful. Adrian stepped into the open courtyard with his sword resting against his shoulder. The stone beneath his boots was cold, still damp with the night’s lingering frost. Thin mist curled along the edges of the training grounds, giving the towering walls a ghostlike appearance. He set the sword down carefully in the center of the courtyard. The weapon was enormous—nearly as tall as his shoulder and heavy enough that most soldiers struggled to lift it with both hands. Adrian lifted it easily. The familiar weight settled into his grip like an old companion.

“This enhances reflexes. You’ll need it for defensive spells.” I take a sip. The world sharpens. Noah tosses a small enchanted orb toward me. “Incoming!” I react without thinking, a shield blooms from my palm, catching the orb mid‑flight and dissolving it into harmless sparks. My heart pounds. “Holy Shit!” “Language,” Grace mutters, but she’s smiling. Liam steps forward. “Let’s push it.” He gestures, and three targets begin moving at once, weaving, darting, unpredictable.

A familiar voice echoed through the realm. Not from the Heart. Not from the shadows. From somewhere far beyond. "Emilia..." I knew that voice. Solarius. A beam of white light pierced the gray sky. Within it floated the white feather he had left behind. It circled above us before dissolving into countless glowing fragments. The fragments entered our weapons. The Sword of Eclipse shone brighter than ever before. Wesley's blade blazed with brilliant golden light. The false versions hesitated. For the first time...

Cameo asked from behind me as I stepped into the air-conditioned space. I ignored him. My fingers drifted lazily over the weapons. Metal kissing my skin, while one name burned through my mind. Abel Roshid. “Sir?” “Cameo, do as I’ve said.” My voice cut in, cold and final. His heavy sigh followed, then the sound of the door closing behind him. When I was alone, I picked the flick blade with serrated edges. Unsheathed it and ran my thumb along the ridges, feeling every bite of it. A dark smile curled on my face.

I want to be the first person you see when that happens. Me : Why? Reece : I'm your mate. It'll be great feeling your wolf for the first time. I want to experience it with you. Me : That's not a good idea. Reece : Oh but it is, little wolf. Come on, say yes. Me : No Reece : You're hurting me Morgana. Me : I have a boyfriend. Reece : I don't acknowledge that fact. Talk about being stubborn. I'm going to get my wolf senses for the first time and I don't think it's a good idea to be around him when that happens.