Okami Sword Novels & Stories

“How surprising. You were able to swing this spoiled Immortal Butcher with such grace. It hasn't had any action for thousands of years after all, so it must be quite bloodthirsty. So I’ll let you keep it for the time being.” She needed a lot of energy to carry it, after all. Using such a heavy weapon to kill would drain her in just minutes; hence, it was no use. Alex was delighted to take it, as he was delighted with the sword’s power. The Great Claymore Spell and the True Martial Tyrant Sword were simply made for the Immortal Butcher. In comparison, even the thirty thousand kilogram Dao killing Sword was much lighter. *** Ten minutes later, Alex opened the teleportation door towards the Gen

“So… Kronos. Who exactly are you? Why were you so sure about the Spirit Sword King’s sword?” “You don’t need to know.” He replied and nudged his glasses. Right, that doesn’t prove he’s stronger than Kuroyuki Shiroha. “If you had some more advanced, more powerful weapons, why did you gave me junk? Are those even junk?” “Two double-edged swords, a broad-axe, and two longswords. Right… even though they are junks, the weapons you broke costs you 3.6 million CIC. ‘Once broken, consider sold’, I believe you need to pay me the money for the compensation.” (CIC is the money value for Central Imperial Island, also the most expensive money.)

Quickly after that came a frightening realization. ‘The Harusame family’s most powerful attack—the Full Bloom! ‘It is also Kenzo’s most powerful technique, and the reason why the swordfighter community in Japan recognize him as the best swordfighter in the nation. ‘Crap, this is bad!’ Ash finally realized the danger but it was too late. His body remained rooted to the ground even though his brain tried desperately to evade the incoming blow. The single glint from the blade turned into two, and then four, and then eight… as it proliferated into countless terrifying glimmering blades.

In other words "JOKER'. I threw my eyes at them, but it seemed to multiply their joy. I ignored them and occupied the empty place beside Orion. He overlooked me as well which I don't care about at all. He was cleaning his sword. This sword was hand forged from carbon steel. The pommel and crossguard are also solid carbon steel with highly polished copper, diamond-shaped inlays. The handle was wood wrapped in leather with a carved eagle in it. When I reached out and tried to touch the sword, Orion gently slapped my hand and prevent me from reaching near it.

Its face will be completely obscured to you. This is an ancient and sacred thing, an altar and effigy to a thing older than the ground upon which you stand. It will not do to dwell upon its nature, as this is something far beyond mortal comprehension, and to glimpse upon It would be to see into the very primordial ether of creation itself. In Its right hand, you will see, clutched tight, an axe you just saw with a handle carved from bone. Remember the magic sword, hold it tightly in your hands. That's the sorcerer's sword. Take a good revenge for her, avenge for her horrible death, you will send her spirit to eternal peace and you will have an ogrism tail to avenge for your land.

I knew I had my chance to destroy him when he made the big mistake of bringing in something wrapped in black silk with silver Japanese characters on it. He had everybody focused on it just by raising it above his head, and as he took the silk off, I knew straight away, that would be my big chance. 'This is a samurai sword from Kyoto!' he said. The sword gleamed from the rays of sunshine that streamed through the window. Everyone was agape at the sight — me too. 'It is what samurai used to slice and stab each other . . . to death!' I knew straight away I needed that sword.

Their uniform has a black belt with a silver buckle. She scanned all of them. Her eyes widened when she noticed that someone was missing, it was Amnisty. She automatically dodged while she’s still processing. Amnisty’s weapon was a sword. Most of the Varagons warriors have a bow and arrows. “Fuck.” she cursed when she was almost hit by Amnisty. Amnisty was about to do her second attack but she stopped when Cammi waved her right hand. All swords were on fire and after a few seconds, they turned into ashes. Cammi’s actions made them panic.

sneered the swordsman, driving his blade mercilessly into the man’s back, piercing through to his belly. “My husband!” screamed the woman in anguish, clutching her daughter tightly as tears streamed down her face. The little girl’s wailing soon joined her mother’s cries, filling the night with sorrow. “Finish them all! I must return to Leader Huang,” the swordsman declared coldly, yanking his blade free from the lifeless body at his feet. The man wearing a black headband, emblazoned with two downward-curving golden lines, burst forward with lightning speed toward the circle of swordsmen who were besieging a lone warrior of the Sacred Dragon Sect.

However, this is for their own sake as well. "But why don't they go after the Amazonians instead," Oshiro wondered. Ammon answered. "Well, as I mentioned before, an old woman appeared on the enemy's boat and told me that our sword is designed to be used against werewolves and anything deemed as part of the darkness, which is why they are chasing us instead of the Amazonians." "To be honest, they defeated the enemies on their own," Loke stated. "I wonder if we could do the same in that situation!"

At the gate of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect on the Swordsmanship-seeking Mountain Range. A slender figure was sitting cross-legged in the sky above the mountain gate. His short black hair stood on end, shining with cold light like steel needles. He was a young man of the Human Clan. He had sharp eyebrows and sword-like eyes, but there was a hint of unconcealable arrogance between his eyebrows. His eyes were long and slanted, and his lips were thin. On his back was a cyan saber with a long hilt. The hilt was two meters long, and there was a crescent moon and a cyan dragon on the blade. The saber looked ordinary. Only a real master could feel the murderous aura from it. Only a murderous weap