Legendary Sword Novels & Stories

The blade gleamed with a brilliant silver light, its edge shimmering with a promise of sharpness. The blood sword! I exclaimed internally, astonished by the fact that I had successfully conjured the legendary weapon known to be wielded by a valiant warrior from Cairos—a neighboring nation to Springgan. Apollo had shared stories about it, expressing his dream to create such a weapon one day. Empowered by the gauntlet, I held the blood sword with ease. The blade's edge gleamed, a testament to its lethal potential. Just as the icy shield surrounding me shattered, the dominus seized the opportunity to consume me. Its jaws opened wide as it lunged towards me. Reacting swiftly, I positioned the sw

To him it was a chance to grow even further. “Sigh. What has been done has been done. We stand before each other as enemies, so talking does no good. Who would have thought that a day like this would come?” Old Fan had a bitter smile on his face as he walked forward, moving towards Asherah with the steely conviction of a man going to war. Old Fan chuckled as he moved before stretching his hand into space and pulling a sword out of nowhere. The sword was as beautiful as the ceremonial blades of the greatest empires. It was embedded with jewels on both its blade and hilt, and every single stone that adorned it was of the highest quality and purity. It was a sword that took away the splendour o

My eyes were on the small pair of thin like swords that will allow for throwing and at the same time for sword combats, I have been drawn to those blades since I set my sights on them, there was something about them that felt familiar, like they were meant to be mine. “Themis, you see anything you like.” Orel said behind me as I gave a little jump, I was so lost staring at the twin swords that I didn’t noticed that they have stopped their arguments since or from the way Lord Cale was staring at me, I feel like they were asking for my opinion. “Nothing.” I lied as I removed my eyes from the blades. “My wife eyes jewelries the way you eye those blades, you wish they were yours right?” Lord Cal

He sighs and looks also at the portrait. “I never imagined this day will come,” he said sadly. “I never thought he will leave early dad; I never think of it. I always imagined we will leave forever. Happy and contented even we only have each other.” “Let’s burn his things, I also get his sword. I am afraid he will visit me if I don’t give him his favorites sword.” I and dad chuckled. “Dad, we should still sorrow. Stop making me laugh.” I commented. “We need to stop grieving, we need to be strong, okay?”

Alice was lost of words. " When the devine creator made these twin swords he gave them to me and my brother as the keepers and devine rulers of the world, to use it to bring peace and protection to the people, but my brother... My dear brother wanted it all to himself and we had to fight, the twin swords do not fight againts each other, instead the fight alongside each other, me and my brother fighting with each other is the same thing as the twin sword fighting againts it's other half and the divine creator didn't create it for that purpose so he create a consequence for it. When the two swords clashed againts each other it created a rift in the world and also affected the well-being and re

“Some saw it. Your brother was fighting for our right to stay when he snapped his neck without the slightest hint of pity. As if that was not enough, he took your brother’s body and slammed him against a tree, over and over. You saw just how mangled—” “Stop!” I snapped, shaking my head and refusing to hear any more. The image of my brother’s bloodied body in my arms pushed me to the table in front of the crowd. I reached forward for the knife which had a silver tip. The knife which had been crafted with silver mixed with wolfsbane. One stab could send a wolf to the depths of hell. “If he’s the one who killed my brother as you said, then so be it,” I said. “I will kill the Alpha of Crimson Mo

Exactly as seen earlier in the castle. The sword. “What does that one do?” I asked, pointing to it. “It drinks blood. For anyone it kills, their blood is stored in the blade. You would try to always have a clothing between you and the hilt” That did not sound more beneficial than fairy dust. “So how useful would it be to protect me?” With only a smile, “very” Time to close the deal. “I have one silver coin” playing with the coins against my fingers. “Make it three and we have a deal”

Theo drag his body out of the stream to shore and laid back making the huffing sound. It was Theo first battle, and it was the hardest battle of all, and as well as Theo regret not bringing his sword, because it would be a little bit easy, with the black sword, over time during the practices, Theo notice that the black sword was too sharp, and feel regretted and thankful for the person who sold it without knowing anything.

Or is it? "It’s a legendary sword. Made from the strongest material ever known, as they said that it was even crafted by God himself. The weapon that only the righteous one can wield. That true being that is blessed by the heavens and once more God himself. Powerful and mightily, that’s what they say.”

Lixien didn’t give a glance to Leen and continued examining the sword. If it’s from seven mountains, then this must be the ‘Flaming Red Fire of Lava’. It was a sword that everyone is obsessed with. It’s a sword that chooses his master. It also can talk from others' descriptions. She squinted her eyes. Why is Vailn giving her such a precious gift? She snapped her fingers and blinked. Her brows were slightly frowned as she was understanding why he was being too considerate or was it not considerate?