Legend Of Swordsman Novels & Stories

"What the- what is this?" Minos yelled. He looked over to Rei, whose hands were now holding on to the handle of the sword hanging on his belt. "Hold it." Cassana snapped. A faint yellow light now emanates from the gem. A floating luminous circle, humming and riddled with runes, was hovering above it. The same identical circle was also wrapped around Rei's right arm. As Cassana pulled the staff lower, the circle around Rei became tighter. "A sorcerer!" Minos, again stating the obvious.

"Just think that I'll fight for you no matter what happens, I'll fight for our love." Luna averted her eyes and looked at her book shelves with old and thick books. "I've read something in one of my books. There are so many civilians who died, because of the love between two people. It was taken from real life, but they changed the name of the place and the people." "Are you referring to the Legend of the Moon?" Arayan asked. "Legend? You mean it's not true?" "How can you say it's not true? You are the proof," Arayan replied with a smile.

West Point of View “Aghh!” I enjoy the scream of each rogue as I stamp the heated metal in their body. “We promise not to do it again!” They begged. I look at the five of them. They outnumbered my Luna! I look at the one guy who remains silent. I walk closer to him. I raised the metal but he didn’t flinch a bit. “I don’t know that the Legendary Luna is that weak.” His devilish laugh echoed in the whole room.

He was fast at learning, if not too fast, he broke his master's record by making a million swords in two days. The kingdom where he had learnt was the neighboring village to his own, and his fame had reached all kingdoms. A man that could single handedly build war weapons for a whole country's armies in a day. And for that he was Barred from making weapons. So he became too bored that he left the country and went back to the country where he was born.

"Nah, would be weird to use the name of a legendary sword when it's not even the same sword." "But it's a cool name though," Len said. His eyes searched on the steamy water and eventually lit up as if he was fishing an idea on the spring itself. "How about... Celestial Calibur? You know, it's a sword and its light looks celestial and divine and everything." Lars smiled brightly of the idea. "That's a great name, Len. Thanks!"

"Thank you miss Rosy now please start putting your bets on who's about to win and let's move on to the fight number 5 fleabag versus unique Identity" Everyone started placing bets and there was silence in the arena it was a fight between a swordsman and a summoner after sometimes the fight started, and the summoner summoned a sand golem as the golem started rushing towards the swordsman, the swordsman kept slicing the sand to get through and to rush towards the summoner, but the sliced part in the sand has a superfast regeneration, every time he used a normal slice skill, it would regenerate at a fast rate.

"We don't need to go to Lin's house. Let's go to my place so I can change. This is a minor wound. I can handle it myself." Ludriev took her spirit sword she had previously put on the side of the arena, and followed him without anymore words. Spirit sword was forged in a special method for those who reached a certain level in swordsmanship. The sword was unique and believed to be sacred, as it had its own spirit, which, if it didn't feel a strong connection with the wielder, they wouldn't be able to use it. Therefore, usually a sword spirit only had one owner and vice versa.

“Hmm? Well, if you’re interested, the first sword goes by Xyan, the Sword of Divinity. As for the second and third ones, they’re Xyan, the Sword of Benevolence, and Xenith, the Sword of Sovereignty… Empyrean was the fourth sword, I believe, and it’s the Sword of Might. The Sword of Nobility, on the other hand, is Titan, which is also the fifth sword.” “As for swords six and seven, both of them are the Swords of Love, Gwaine and Morgen. The eighth sword is the one you’re currently wielding, Fishgut, the Sword of Courage. If I remember correctly, the ninth one is called Jochem, the Sword of Solitary, and as for the final sword, it goes by the name of Charmella, the Sword of Elegance!” “Each of

The Island Nation swordsman exuded an aura that could not be matched by even a thousand enemies. The long blade that he held in his hand was like lightning. Every time he swung it, the blade would let out a terrifying shine. Two disciples of Longmen, wielding longswords, stepped forward at the same time. They clearly looked like they were a league above the rest of the disciples. Their swords shimmered brightly, as if locked on to the swordsman. The swordsman did not move away. Instead, he swung his blade downward.

'We are Undead Skeletal Heavy Swordsmen, how can we endure such an insult? "Lucas, aren't you overestimating yourself?" the Rank 8 Undead Skeletal Heavy Swordsman glared at Lucas. Lucas did not answer them and merely retrieved the Dragon Slaying Saber from System Space. He stood high and mighty with the saber in his hand. "Are you guys ready? I'm going to launch my attack," said Lucas. The Undead Skeletal Heavy Swordsmen were shocked because they knew the saber in Lucas' hand was the Dragon Slaying Saber, one of the Ten Legendary Weapons.