Next Sword Art Online Season Novels & Stories

[ BLUE DRAGON STYLE ] [ FIRST FORM ] “Draconic Rush …” Arth extended his sword as it began to glow in blue light. The knight was also preparing a sword skill, his sword lighting up. Then they both charged towards each other, striking their gleaming blades. A powerful force from the impact blasted around them, causing the glass windows to break and shatter. ‘Let’s get this done, Blackwinter. I trust in you,’ Arth thought, his blood flow raging wildly through his veins as he parried against his opponent.

I didn't ask the reason why because at that time I was really tired. "10 February. The war will be held on 10 February between Triangles and the Scars along with Silver Eagles but I'm sure there will be someone else with him too." Tiago said and Sebastian nodded. "I'll be leaving today. We need to start preparing for the war." Sebastian said. The war... So, it's finally ending. I would stay here and focus on how to use my sword as much as I can before the war. I will not back down. I might be a human but I still belong to the wolves.

Zelos said it coldly and immediately again get me out of this place. I heard another scream from Kai. Of course, I was struggling even harder to get out of Zelos's grip. Then I saw some of Zelos's warriors starting to surround Kai. "What are you gonna do to him, Arsehole?! Let my boyfriend alone!" I hit Zelos' arm hard. There was no answer. Instead, Zelos pulled me even more forcefully. That really made me hurt and very angry. "LET GO OF ME, YOU ARSEHOLE! I'M THE FUTURE LUNA, AND I COMMAND YOU TO STOP THIS SHIT!"

His gaze circulated, stagnating on Li Wei. The other two young people are now even more envious. Stars are shining towards Li Wei directly. "Although there are only 3 prospective disciples for this season, but your quality is equivalent to dozens of prospective disciples." laughed again. The brighter his face gets, Seo Park looks very happy. "I can't wait for the Spring Festival to come. At the annual event of martial arts and magic at Luna Mist waterfall later, Want me to see how Chen Hong Yi's face, that bastard, when the Tiger Boxing and Sword Martial School was led by him, was defeated by all of you!"

Summer declared, her aura flaring up as the formidable pressure of a peak martial lord filled the air. Even Chase felt a momentary constriction under her oppressive aura. Thankfully, his recent training at Herb Hall had elevated him to a stage-seven martial lord, making him a late-stage martial lord. Without hesitation, Chase layered his four domains, pushing back against the pressure. Seeing Chase withstand her aura without faltering, Summer wasted no time. She drew a long blade from seemingly nowhere. It was a slender, elegant weapon that resembled a saber more than a traditional blade. She disappeared from her spot, reappearing right before Chase as her saber swung toward his neck.

“Let the countdown begin” Xanthanius I fought against a lot of internal restraints to wake the lady up myself and ask her what had transpired. Anthonier noticed what I had been looking at and I’m certain he saw what I had. It could not be. Was the blade stolen? Was this a replica? I looked back at the mistress who was being nudged to consciousness by Hilra and Xialara. Remembering the sword had fallen from her hand when I got here.

But despite their fear, they were determined to break through our defenses and claim what they believed was rightfully theirs. As I stood there, watching the chaos unfold, I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in my warriors. They were fierce, brave, and unwavering in their commitment to protect our land and our people. But I also knew that this battle would not be won easily. Our enemies were powerful, and they had no qualms about using any means necessary to achieve their goals. Just then, Sophia appeared by my side, her sudden appearance causing me to jump in surprise. "Luna, you and your warriors can attack now," she said, her voice calm and steady. And with those words, she vanished

POINT YOUR SWORD TO ME CHAPTER 39: The Spar Dallan helplessly looked at the prepared empress. She felt as if she was going to die right now. On the other hand, while Dallan was having anxiety, Miles was the only one calm. He put his sword away and tightened the grasp of his real sword around his waist. He glimpsed at the two women, who were looking at each other. He couldn’t figure out what was on their heads as these two women are surely unpredictable.

"Good. You deserve all the happiness in the world." Despite the contentment that wrapped around me like a warm embrace, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was lurking just beyond the horizon. Sin was still out there, a specter haunting the edges of my consciousness. Though Winterspire was a fortress, I couldn’t help but worry that Sin’s thirst for vengeance might lead her to strike again. The days slipped by, each one bringing us closer to the ceremony that would mark my official role as Luna. The pack was abuzz with anticipation, preparations reaching a fever pitch as the date approached.

Severin's countenance became solemn, and he drew upon the surging mana of his meridians and cell universes to unleash his most formidable sword technique. The Oculus Blade quivered faintly, and a resplendent sword beam burst forth. In an instant, the terrain changed, and laws began to reverberate as the divine chains resounded. A beam of divine light shot through, and the terrifying aura threatened to shatter the very fabric of time.