Inverse Sword Mad God Novels & Stories

The group then breaks apart, going to their various stations. "Not bad, Wallace," Kaydence slaps me on the back. "What?" "William...Ah, never mind," they shake their head laughing. Turning away, a shot of golden light shoots across the sky. Running up the stairs to the top of the wall, I look over to see a ball of fire in the middle of the hill just inside enemy lines. A man in golden armor stands, his helm shining in the fading sunlight. In his hand is a sword that glows with a light not unlike Excalibur, but whereas my sword burns with a cool flame, this one has warm electricity. He raises his sword and then slams it tip down into the earth releasing a shockwave that knocks Mab's forces ba

The formidable Windrunner warriors launched their assault together, their collective strength forming a massive hammer. "Die!" Eduardo bellowed. Gideon destroyed the wind blade created by the Alpha Black Raptor. As he looked up, the massive hammer was already coming down. "Let's do this!" he challenged. A thunderous sound filled the air as Gideon's body trembled, his vital energy surging forth. He braced by crossing his arms, absorbing the hammer's impact directly. Gideon plummeted swiftly. He slammed into the mountain, carving out a pit that was several hundred feet deep, nearly causing the entire mountain to crumble. Suddenly, a brilliant light burst from the pit, transforming into a tower

Madison was powered by twenty years of starvation and a mother who was currently burning down the global economy for her. She dodged a vertical strike, the floor tiles melting where the blade struck. She used the momentum to drive her elbow into Marcus’s kidneys. He let out a guttural grunt, spinning around with a wild, desperate slash. Madison saw the opening. It wasn't a gap in his armor; it was a gap in his ego. He overextended, the liquid silver blade humming as it carved through the air. Madison grabbed his wrist. She didn't try to overpower him; she used his own weight. She twisted his arm back toward his own chest, her fingers digging into the pressure points until his grip faltered.

she called, reaching out her wounded hand to me. My left hand closed around hers for one heartbeat, and the full power of her equal core surged into mine. The carnal and mystical bond exploded to life, filling me with the might of a war god. I stormed the Commander with a flurry of brutal strikes that drove him back against the splintered railing. With a berserker roar, I raised my dark steel blade, channeling the full fury of the Blood Moon line and Maya’s silver radiance into its edge. I brought the sword down with enough force to shatter his sacred spear in two. The blade did not stop—it sheared through his golden plate and took the Supreme Commander’s head in one clean, devastating strok

Then, I gasped in realization, “You have the power to make people enrage, do you? I believe that’s what your god of war can do, right?” “You figured it out quickly.” His voice sounded like he was close. That urged me to stealthily head for the next tree to hide. “This duel is truly fated. Mars’s grace grants me a worthy foe.” “Mars? That’s the Roman god of war. I thought Ares chose you.” “Yes, but it turns out they are one and the same.” A wave of blades appeared from in front. I sky-jumped through the canopy, grazing my cheeks again. The second I was back on the ground, Commodus was diving above me from out of nowhere. Before his spear could stab me, I gave an earth-shattering punch, then s

Xavier jerked his arms with all his might and the rope suddenly split in two and fell away. The opening of Xavier 's hands in this way was the exact opposite of what men used to think. Before they could recover, Xavier was skillfully swinging his legs. The whole process was so fast that the two men could not even take off the guns hanging on their shoulders. The man was screaming loudly with his hands over his eyes. Xavier quickly fired the gun in the middle of his head. "Take off the girl and raise your hand." "Take the girl down and raise your hand immediately."

Swordmad had promised to accept a disciple who would have some unusual circumstances around him. The Mysterious Expert said that his future disciple would be a kid who used to be a bookworm who never trained. However, he would suddenly become crazy at training and would ask Swordmad to be his master even though he never wielded a sword before. Swordmad didn't believe that such a kid could appear, but he promised to take him as a disciple if someone like that appeared. The kid who fulfilled all the conditions was Golden. At the start, Swordmad became shocked when he heard about a kid who was almost like the one the Mysterious Expert depicted had appeared in the clan.

The mocking voice of Gabriel the Faithful rung every time they met halfway midair. The flapping of their enormous wings accompanied by the clashing of their weapons resonated within the arena. Gabriel the Faithful’s sword was like the one the ghouls used. It was crescent-shaped and it gleamed under the zaps of lightning bolts littering the darkened sky. Maleficent the Glutton’s weapon was a set of rods made of shadows, the shadows of the three worlds.

Governor Victor said, "According to reliable sources, Keegan and his master, the Mad Dragon Sacred Sword will be arriving in City of Wind Demons soon." If it was just Keegan alone, there was naturally no need to be afraid, but Keegan's master, the Mad Dragon Sacred Sword would be with him! Everyone knew the Mad Dragon Sacred Sword! He was one of the Four Great Divine Swords of the Boundless Sword Organization, someone extremely powerful. "Governor, may I know which realm the Mad Dragon Sacred Sword is at..." Governor Victor said, "The Mad Dragon Sacred Sword is a Rank 4 Ultimate God Ranked Realm Gene Fighters."

"The Silver Vow? You mean... the one he used to butcher them fifteen years ago?" "It didn't just 'butcher' them, Kendrick. It erased them. That blade was forged to sever the connection between a marked soul and the Inverse Moon. Without that sword, you aren't fighting mere wrewolf but fighting creeps that can't easily die with silver." Mom stopped at the edge of the gazebo, her shadow stretching across the floor. "And right now, that 'key' thinks I’m one of the monsters it’s supposed to kill. If I can't hold it, we're sitting ducks,” Malcolm mumbled.