Inferior Magic Swordsman Novels & Stories

The green misty veil that covered old man Jenkins’ body further corroded the sword and it broke just milliseconds after impact. The swordsman was infuriated. His beloved sword! It was gone just like that? His smile turned to a scowl. He waved his hand and a new sword appeared. Old man Jenkins paused, processing his thoughts at the speed of a supercomputer. He stared at the sword, trying to find if anything was special about it, but no, it only seemed like a regular claymore, which made Old man Jenkins instantly feel on edge. He looked at the swordsman whose smiling face had darkened into a sinister scowl. He knew he had to be cautious. After all, why would the swordsman angrily materialize a

’ Dina thought. The magic swordsmen were as suspected the children that came after the marriage between the greatest archmage and knight—who was also the strongest swordsman of all. They all had eyes ranging from blue, green to purple. The bluest of eyes signified greatness with the sword, the greenest—greatness both in magic and the sword, and the purplest—greatness in magic. ‘Could he be dating…?’ “Thank you for your patronize and help your majesty, we are very grateful,” Genad said coolly with a bow whilst Feral who had finally managed to stabilize Paws who had been chasing the butterflies in the garden also joined in.

] "Ready... They all took their swords out. Rag activated his blood soldiers. Pajim's has thunder power. Gicep has a black sword of fire. Gifud has the power of creating illusions. His illusions cause the opponent to go all out with a fake person apparently looking like him, and after they get completely exhausted. Gifud finishes them with a blow.

Combined with his sword this mark could either trigger winds so violent that they were able to tear the flesh of his enemies or the wind element remained concentrated around the blade of his sword and it made it sharper allowing him to pierce all magic beasts up to level 8 and warriors who had reached tier 7, that was 3 tiers above him, this technique was truly sensational. He decided to try the violent winds first and he executed the movement with his sword that triggered it, he split the air up and down with his sword and a real storm of multiple whirlwinds was triggered which left him speechless, this attack was totally incredible and far beyond anything he had been able to do until now.

"This sword is called the Pure Yang Meridian Sword, a mysterious-grade treasure sword that I used when I built the foundation. As long as Junior Brother Sebastian promises not to cause trouble, I will give this sword to you." Hiss~ There was a collective gasp from the audience. A mysterious-grade equipment! God, at a stage where the vast majority of players didn't even have a spiritual-grade item, the shock of receiving a mysterious-grade treasure sword was unprecedented. The key point was that Sebastian could obtain this mysterious-grade treasure sword just by promising not to cause trouble. What's the difference between this and getting something for free? All the players were envious to t

"Jack wolf, please!" With a surge of adrenaline, Jack Wolf summoned every last ounce of strength. The spear shone brighter, its power surging through him like a river of light. Eryndor's eyes widened in surprise as Jack Wolf's grip tightened, the spear's tip pressing deeper into his chest. The dark magic swirling around him began to falter. Eryndor stood on his ground. The air was electric with the clash of steel and the scent of sweat and blood. Eryndor's Shadowing dagger seemed to dance in the moonlight, its dark blade slicing through the air with a haunting screee-ksss.

Ean said with a sigh while brushing the traces of wet blood from his palm down his trouser leg. “I told you my magic is starting to depreciate. I also mentioned without Mhurl helping to keep my an’uul from closing my magic has become increasingly unreliable,” Rector replied with a scowl, “It still worked in our favour, the binding chains I threw out after the trap detonated prematurely still stopped the animal from escaping, giving you and Kita time to rush it. Your failing spirit sword skill was more deplorable than my own failing, at least there is a reason for my magic becoming less useful, yours is from lack of focus and discipline.”

I fought alongside Cain, our magic entwined in a deadly dance, as we pushed back the enemy forces. Amidst the chaos, I spotted a figure lunging toward Cain, sword raised high. Time seemed to slow as I stretched my hand out, desperation lending strength to my voice. “Stop!” I cried, and at that moment, lightning streaked across the sky, striking the assailant’s weapon. The blade shattered into pieces, leaving Cain unharmed. It was a reminder that my powers had been restored, and I marveled at the wonder of it all.

Sunshine screams as the mixture flying through the air strikes her down. I step inside the protection ring. I reach out to make an opening and pull her onto our side to protect her, but before I can pull Sunshine into my magic protection, one of the minions grabs Sunshine. He hits Sunshine one time with the salty-smelling potion, and it penetrates her body.

Adding a little surprise to my expression. He laughed at my act, obviously buying it. “It’s at the bottom of the pyramid. All it does is make the cuts deeper. There’s better stuff when you speak of enchantments” From where I stood, I could see the bald spot on the center of his head. A really aged, short man. “Now I am intrigued. Would I be able to afford such?” “Depends on how much you are willing to pay” I dropped the fairy dust blade “I’m interested in that collection”