Kepanjangan Sword Novels & Stories

Sekora asked. “You will be able to recognize them by the symbols on the hilt, first there is the Tsunami sword recognizable by the wave, next is the Earth breaker sword represented by broken earth, next is the Shadow sword represented by a ghost, next is the Sun saber represented by a sun, next is the Phoenix Wing sword recognized by wings, next is the Speed sword represented by a rabbit and finally there is the Power sword represented by a bull.” D2 replied going back to the lighter tone of voice.

The blade rippled, and Fane’s aura grew stronger. “What a powerful aura. The sword increased his martial ability!” Joshua quickly sensed something and his expression darkened. “Big Bro, didn’t you say that a flying sword wouldn’t usually increase the fighting prowess of its wielder?” Conley was frightened after he felt that wave of energy. He quickly looked at his elder brother for assurance. Keith’s expression stiffened, and he clenched his jaw. “I said ‘usually’. F*ck. There’s something different about that sword. That aura doesn’t belong to an upper-grade spiritual tool—it’s an ultimate-grade!”

The four commanders charged forward aggressively to attack me, but I stretched my hand and four long swords appeared and ran as fast as light speed, and they tried to block it, but it was too late for them; the sword pierced through their abdomen, and the four commanders died instantly. That swordsmanship had a lot of power to it, and I liked it. I did not know grandpa Peter's great sword could be so powerful. What I like about that swordsmanship is that I could continuously release the three swords five consecutive times or five swords per three attacks. And once the words are released, it's impossible to stop. Even if you try to stop it, it will continue to work until it has completed its

The man said as his fighting spirit rose. “Let's fight far from here.” Ding Bang said as he looked at everyone's scared face. “Why? Are you afraid that these weak maggots got implicated?” The man smirked. He raised his right hand up in the air, a majestic black sword with dragon engraved on it appeared. Mysterious words were written on its blade up to its hilt. Its sharp edge shines in cold luster with faint diamond aura surrounding it. An indication that his sword was a Triple S rank item.

Abhi had noticed the symbol before but had never understood its significance. With deliberate care, Rudra aligned the symbol on the ring with the one on the knife. The moment the two symbols touched, a transformation began. The knife started to glow, the light emanating from the blade growing brighter and more intense. Abhi watched in astonishment as the small knife elongated, its form shifting and expanding until it became a majestic sword, nearly three feet in length. The blade shimmered with a brilliant blue light, casting ethereal patterns across the walls of the room.

A wooden sword. Zen scrutinised the new blade Ben gave him. It felt like an ordinary wooden sword. This couldn’t be, right? Surely, there must be something special about it. “Inspect!” === Item: Wooden Training Sword Description: An ordinary wooden training sword good for beginners to practice with. Effect: Attack +1 Durability: 100/120 ===

My fingers are on my chin as I crouched and looked at it. The cover or the sheath was silver with a few pints of gold, I don't understand the engravings etched on it. Because of my curiosity, I held it and released it from its sheath. Unlike other sword, its blade was bluish and silver, the handle was wood in color and the cover was glass. It was not as heavy as it look. I lifted it up and swayed it... Imagining I was a samurai fighting some bad guys. I chuckled.

It was filled with copper, silver and gold royals, all to help supply them while they sought out allies. After Boro said his farewell and accepted the money, he quickly made himself busy checking out the two pack horses. He wanted to give Littume and Lord Jetir space for there farewells. He saw Jetir give his son a firm hug and share a few words with him. Then he saw Lord Jetir unwrap the cloth and from it pulled out an ornate brown and gold scabbard. The scabbard was too thick to belong to a rapier, and too wide to be a katan, the long slightly curved, single edge style sword that Boro himself used. This one was as wide as the width of his palm and had two edges to it. A broadblade, an olde

A swordsman suddenly appeared and fought fiercely with the despot. the king then turned into a giant dragon demon, with a very terrible and terrible power. The dragon demon fought by destroying everything nearby into rubble. The battle between the swordsman and the giant demon lasted for three days and three nights with the sky continuing to be black, at the end of their battle. With the remaining strength of the swordsman, the giant demon finally succeeded in being sealed and turned into a sword with a terrible aura.

I need my sword. Reaching behind my back, I feel the cool, smooth texture of my marking shift beneath my fingers. There’s a brief moment where the ink pulses, almost as if it’s alive, before it solidifies into the hilt of my sword. I draw it out, feeling the familiar weight settle into my hand. The blade hums with energy, a glowing blue that pulses in time with my heartbeat. This sword is mine, a part of me, born of my blood and soul. Athena’s gift, forged from my very essence.