Holy Sword Novels & Stories

“Princess, we need to leave!” The loud thud on the door awoke Maria from her thoughts. Her eyebrows creased as she was annoyed by the sudden interruption. She walked towards the door and opened it, standing right outside was a tall, sturdy man. Sweat poured unceasingly from his forehead down to his chin, Maria looked at his hand, and the sword he held. Bloodstains, she thought. “Lord Falstad, why is there blood on your sword?” Staring straight at Falstad, she asked in concern. A mutiny perhaps? Unlikely, there are knights in the castle far better in swordsmanship than Falstad.

BLADE 3. Pain. It was all I felt when I shot my eyes opened. I felt so sore and tired. The memories of how Lorenzo plunged deeper into me last night filled my mind. He was so cruel to me. I didn't find any enjoyment in it at all. I tried lifting my hands and I was happy It was back to functioning. My tit hurts too as a result of the sucking he did last night.

Lixien didn’t give a glance to Leen and continued examining the sword. If it’s from seven mountains, then this must be the ‘Flaming Red Fire of Lava’. It was a sword that everyone is obsessed with. It’s a sword that chooses his master. It also can talk from others' descriptions. She squinted her eyes. Why is Vailn giving her such a precious gift? She snapped her fingers and blinked. Her brows were slightly frowned as she was understanding why he was being too considerate or was it not considerate?

The Sword of Eternity. Elena's heart leaped. She pushed forward, her steps quickening. The light grew brighter, more distinct. She reached the sword just as the darkness began to close in around her. It was beautiful a blade of pure white crystal, its hilt wrapped in silver. It hummed with power, ancient and immense. Elena reached out, her hand closing around the hilt. The sword exploded with light.

If he had not brought along a spatial holy artifact with him, he might have fallen into Philip's hands by now. Philip turned to Chester with raised eyebrows. “Is it a holy artifact? How many times can your energy support you?” A holy artifact consumed a lot. Even Philip’s Caelum Sword was the same, but a holy weapon was still better than ordinary weapons. Even without being activated by energy input, a holy weapon possessed a power that could not be compared with ordinary weapons! Thus, Philip would generally avoid using the Caelum Sword to enhance his special art unless it was a last resort.

His speed and weapon does say it, but I know Zen knows that his dagger wouldn't really create an opening against a holy sword. In order to hide the vibe of that blessed sword Zen was using, I used Droon's ability to eat a part of it. The bald man was probably thinking that I would devour the spiritually of his sword so he didn't try to activate it, making Zen's sword's presence undetectable. Holy swords can always sense whenever a person or a thing have spirituality, that's what Professor James told us. Thanks to him I got an idea. The heretic tensed his forearm muscles and propelled his sword forward, thus, making Zen step back because of the sudden force. H

I know of the existence of the other Artifact but I have never heard of the Second Legendary Artifact in our possession. Hakan: Dear God, if it wasn't for your battle prowess, you would have never been able to become a head paladin. You're carrying a Legendary Artifact and you never knew? Andrea: Ohh you mean my sword? So this holy sword is a fragment of the Holy grail?

On the pavilion floor lay a sword carved with a dragon, and standing on it was the man who had shouted. He stooped slightly, breath ragged; his eyes were bloodshot, bulging as if they might pop from their sockets. Through gritted teeth he thought, 'Xiu Jian is a damned wretch! I can’t even burn his sword!' Indeed, the trembling, furious man was Huang Fu, and the blade beneath his boot was the Sacred Dragon Sword. He had tried to set the sword aflame—yet not only did the flames refuse to take, the fuel he poured seemed to be absorbed and vanished, drying as if swallowed by the metal itself.

You are undefeated to receive the power of the celestial Martial Saint. Immediately shining colors in a form of light blue, green, yellow, and pure white descended from the four corners in the spiritual realm into my system. I started feeling the heat of the fire. I thought I was in flames but I was not burning. The heat continued for some time and it stopped. The voice continued, as a celestial martial saint, you are entitled to a grand weapon. The holy bully sword has enough power to conquer and bully every other sword being a grand weapon from the spiritual realm or ordinary spiritual weapon. Now get ready for your holy sword.

Exactly as seen earlier in the castle. The sword. “What does that one do?” I asked, pointing to it. “It drinks blood. For anyone it kills, their blood is stored in the blade. You would try to always have a clothing between you and the hilt” That did not sound more beneficial than fairy dust. “So how useful would it be to protect me?” With only a smile, “very” Time to close the deal. “I have one silver coin” playing with the coins against my fingers. “Make it three and we have a deal”