Holy Sword Novels & Stories

They rest for a moment and left. Catherine went to the nearest pond and started practicing with the wooden sword. Hikaru saw her, he was carrying Destiny’s sword. He don’t know what is he feeling towards her. His heart was beating so fast and that time seems very slow when he's around her. He went closer to her. "You are doing well. Destiny would be glad if you practice with this.” Hikaru gave Catherine the sword Destiny has left. Catherine was surprised seeing the sword again. He holds the wooden sword and she was staring at the sword Hikaru handed.

"Thank you, Aunt Cleo. This means a lot to me." The pendant Aunt Cleo gave Aqua was nothing short of mesmerizing. Crafted from sterling silver, the pendant was shaped like a delicate crescent moon, symbolizing the mysterious and potent nature of Aqua's powers. At the center of the crescent nestled a large, oval-cut gemstone that was uniquely clear, like a drop of captured morning dew. The clarity of the stone made it particularly special, as it reflected Aqua's emotional state, changing color with her mood. Intricate filigree work adorned the crescent moon, with tiny symbols and runes etched into the silver, each representing protection and strength. The craftsmanship was exquisite, making i

Her step was light as she entered the carriage, followed by Killian. He shut the door firmly, as if severing the Saintess’s last tie to her agonizing holy life. ​The carriage began to move, its wheels crushing the fallen willow leaves. But in the distance, perched upon a high branch, a figure stood motionless. His silver-white cloak fluttered gently in the dawn wind, and his gloved hand gripped the hilt of his sword with white-knuckled intensity. ​Latvan, the Sword of the Great Temple, did not strike. He knew all too well that the monster’s mana was overflowing after consuming the holy blood. A chilling smile touched his lips as he spoke to the wind.

He sat up with my help, a confused look on his face. "Who are you?" He rasped. "I'm here to tell you what I know about the crescent sword. We don't have much time, so I'm going to be quick" she told him and he frowned. "The crescent sword is the only sword that can get rid of deities like Hera. It earned it's name from both the fact that a beam of the crescent blue moon had taken part in it's creation, and the sword possesses the shape of a crescent. It was last seen in the mountains of the king of the undead"

The fragments fell into the lake, leaving only the hilt in Dorian's hand. Looking at the hilt in his hand, Dorian couldn't help but feel sad. He missed his previous Durendal a little. The weapon of the Emperor Way had never been broken even when facing Excalibur, let alone a mere Snow Soul. Unfortunately, Durendal was no longer in his hands. At this moment, Jason twisted a sword skill in his hand, and a golden light broke through the air. Excalibur, the holy weapon of the Realm of Adria, was unsheathed.

His massive greatsword, usually slow and cumbersome, swung with the speed of a rapier. Shadow Step. He vanished into a patch of smoke. He reappeared twenty yards ahead, directly in front of Lysander. The Hero of Light was pale, his golden armor hanging loosely on his frame, drained by the parasite he had loved. But he still held the Holy Sword. "Mercenary!" Lysander shrieked, swinging the glowing blade. "You betrayed the Light!" CLANG. Cyprian caught the Holy Sword on his crossguard. Sparks showered them both.

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.

What is that Brother? Nethersbane. The most magical artifact in the whole continent. It is also known as "The Holy Sword". It could kill anyone with just one slash. Ydar, being afraid that someone with ill intentions might possess this powerful thing, cast a spell on it. No one could wield it except if the sword itself will recognize them as its rightful master. " Swo, bwader wants to wab a vewey powerpyul swoyd? Yeyyy! Bwader Henry will kill mwonsters and bad guys! Bwader Henry is swo cool!"

“How about parrying another one of my attacks, Yorick?” Thea’s voice echoed through the sky, ringing in all the spectators’ ears. After speaking, Thea raised the Malevolent Sword, and a Sword Light shot up into the sky. At that moment, the image of the Four Holy Beast manifested again.

X voice grew coldly. Isreal began laughing hysterically, as he unsheathed a long sword. “It seems as if you do not understand your place. I have you surrounded, surrender and I will spare your life, as Lord Henderson will decide you fate. He will be the god to judge you.” The sword Israel held was definitely finely crafted. The Sword was hand forged as the Damascus pattern resembled a calm river. The hilt was made of bronze and fitted with gold. No matter what quality his sword was, it will still rubbish before X’s translucent blade.