Immortal Sword Novels & Stories

Strapping the backpack and guns to my back, I took one last look at the battlefield—the monsters, the humans, all kneeling, their voices still echoing that strange new title. “Guess I’ll catch you all later,” I murmured. The sword pulsed once in my hand—warm, alive—as if it understood. It wasn’t just a weapon anymore. It was part of me now. With a deep breath, I turned toward the swirling portal. The light shimmered, beckoning. Then, without another word, I stepped through— ready for whatever nightmare waited on the other side.

Gertrude asked with a fake smile. I pulled out the sword from my abdomen and wrapped the injury with a piece of cloth. We left the scene and headed for the palace. . “But how did you know that he wasn’t dead?” Luke curiously asked. “When fighting Gertrude, I noticed that his wounds heal faster and that’s why he was called immortal, but he isn’t. All immortals grow old and die but he’s the only immortal that doesn’t grow old, which means that he generated this immortality spell differently. I knew he couldn’t be killed so I took the trouble of carrying him along. He will stay with me from now on,” I said. We continued our journey.

As red as crimson and as deadly as a plague, the name of the immortal sword was Limitless. Limitless could not be broken, neither could it be dented. It required no maintenance like regular blades, and didn’t require the nourishing of the soul like other soul weapons. It was a sword that was as unusual as its origins; and it was the one used by the Heavenly Demon.

She’s not a mommy’s girl nor a daddy’s girl. Askar Is a 17 year old who is Hindu and Immortal. Who cannot be destroyed. His Ancestors' religion is Hindu, which haunts him. He doesn’t quite fit well in his family. It all changes when he gets turned immortal by his human mom who births him.. His life flashes before his eyes seeing his mom die while birthing him will hunt him for all the years he shall live. Sooner than later he is a vampire trying to fit in with the humans. He isn’t like any other vampire, he doesn’t thrust for human blood. He is more disgusted with it, that each time his dad brought home some human for him to try, he would instantly puke it out. But what he really craves is a

"But everything changed, there's one kingdom who seized them out of greediness." "What do you mean seized?" I asked her. "They got rid of them on the land," the village healer's eyes grew mad. "King Hydrae ordered Thud to slaughter every immortal. He ordered that no one should live---," I cut her words. "Do immortals die?" "Of course, they do through decapitation. That's what the Aquans did," she narrated. "They were strong you said. How were they decapitated?" It confused me.

The Five-colored Immortal Master and the Immortal Master Sun spoke at the same time, their faces full of horror. Chu Xun looked at them and said indifferently, "Do you know him?" "I don't know him." The Five-colored Immortal Master felt that she had lost her composure a bit. She straightened her face and said, "This person is like a sharp sword. In ancient times, there was once an Immortal Emperor called Sword of the Immortals. He should be the person." "I didn't expect that after the ancient war, almost all the Immortal Emperors died. I didn't expect that the Immortal Emperor Sword was still alive." The Immortal Master Sun said in a low voice.

As long as he survived the upcoming thunder tribulation, the Oculus Blade would be ranked top among all immortal weapons! Severin was incredibly excited by that thought. He took a deep breath, suppressed the joy in his heart, and stared intensely at the figure of the sword embryo floating in front of him. The original crimson Oculus Blade that carried the divine flames and bore the rules of fire had taken on a copper hue, with six golden filament-like lines swirling around it like dragons. It emitted a piercingly cold and terrifying sword intent.

I'm not sure if those are sentinels or Waldorf soldiers. I saw that Elijah threw his sword and it moved on its own. It was as fast as lightning that struck the scorpions that were approaching us. I hear the cries of scorpions, ear-piercing sounds. Their green blood splashed and Elijah immediately shielded me from being hit. My gaze followed Elijah's sword. It lights up like when I first saw them in the forest of Samona. It creates huge cuts and all it hits fall lifeless to the ground. It took several minutes before the scorpions were completely exhausted.

One of the soldiers, tried to hit her with the sword but before he could do that, he was beheaded with the sword by Hadius. " I don't want her to die. She shouldn't die at any cost," he said as he walked back of her. He tried number of times to touch her but he couldn't. " Let me just get a drop of your blood. Let me go to the immortal afterlife. I don't want to live a immortal life on the earth," he pleaded in front of her.

“You’re still running your mouth even as your body is about to break? I can tell from this angle it won't be long before you die. Tell me, Drogo… you miss being immortal, don’t you?” My jaw ticks. “If you were still immortal, that poison would have no effect on you,” he says. “You’re wrong," I counter. "I don’t miss being immortal. Not with the price that came with it.” My breathing steadies after healing enough. “Those periods of time were replays of what your father did to me. They broke me every day until the goddess sent me mercy.” “I heard you cursed the moon goddess every night. And now you are taking her side?” he asks.