One Sword Reigns Supreme นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Nash held the sword as he beamingly inspected it from all angles. He then took his upper-grade spiritual tool out and passed it to the First Elder next to him. “First Elder, it looks like I can only give this upper-grade spiritual tool to you. I’ll be using this ultimate-grade spiritual tool in the future; keeping the upper-grade spiritual tool would be useless for me.” The First Elder was stunned for a short while before he took the sword happily. “For me? Great!” He laughed with mirth. “I won’t reject it then. This shall increase my combat power greatly!”

“Yearnings of the past lie in memories, but yearnings of the present are boundless. The first blade: the thoughts of longing!” “Endless time comes to an end, but this regret endures forevermore. The second blade: the pain of separation!” ... Norvin wielded the sword while reciting the blade’s key principles. His voice was clear and precise, and his actions were swift and sharp. In just ten seconds, seven astonishing sword energies enveloped Andrius from various angles. The sword energy surged like a wave, rapidly approaching. Killing intent howled in the biting cold wind.

’ everybody assumed impatiently. Tension of the crowd was aroused in alarm, their hearts raced with unwelcoming anticipation. Finally, a figure emerged from the huge waves as a victor, the sword of Eryndor– Eryndor, exhausted but triumphant, his Conch shell still clutched in his hand.

Weeping Willow was a vampire dominated city, almost everyone was a vampire. Human settlements were really few due to the lack of communication with the outside world. It was wanted that way so that we could survive without worrying about the human government. It was the same way in every state and country, there was always a vampire territory for our kind. In Sydney it was Weeping Willow for us, the high order had given it to us. Yes there were lycans in weeping willow but they stayed just beyond the Crescent forest, the forest that served as fortress to us in case of emergency. I lived in the slums of weeping willow, a small village just before the Crescent forest named after the forest. Cr

Said Cornelio. “That’s cheating!” said Nathan. “I’ve asked that you are ready before. The clear condition is based on the rule, only one shot.” Said Cornelio. Cornelio still following the game’s rule to win. “That’s why he said no draw state.” Said Hazel. “That’s not counted, I don’t admit it!” said Nathan. Cornelio silently walk to Nathan that still laid on the ground. “Then I’ll ask you one thing, what is the important thing to survive at battle field?” ask Cornelio while look down at him.

He reached out and tapped the map, selecting the "Admiring Immortals State." In the instrument cultivator profession, he chose the most popular sub-profession: sword cultivator! Sword cultivators had the highest single-target damage, making them the most suitable for one-on-one combat and soloing bosses. Sebastian aimed to become the world's number one, which meant he would inevitably face numerous challenges in the future, including open confrontations, covert attacks, assassinations, and more.

Instead of calling it a sword, I would say it resembled a large knife. The guild staff member gave the signal to start, and instantly Raleigh swiftly dashed towards me. I prepared myself, unsheathing my sword, Althea. This time, I only used one of my swords. *Clang! Our swords collided forcefully, locking in a diagonal position. Raleigh exerted all his strength, trying to push me with all his might. I admit he had a great source of power, evident from his large physique and muscles. But it was in vain because I could match him with the strong body bestowed upon me by the god, despite being slightly smaller than Raleigh.

I don't know how long can I endure standing here acting as bait and why are they taking so long to attack the beast. I can't wait anymore, so I decided to make the first move. I waved my right hand and release the sword that was forged by a famous blacksmith the Devil's hand. I was about to swing it onto the beast when one of its heads bites into my right arm. The sword immediately drops to the ground and disappeared. The sword is specially designed for me alone and I am the only one who can wield it. The sword will disappear if it is no longer in my possession and I am the only one who can summon it.

she answered while tears flowed on her cheeks. A week has passed and everyone in the village were called to the palace. Destiny held a ceremony in the palace, inviting everyone. The brothers were recognized as heroes. The village chief gave the King's sword to Destiny. This will mean that Destiny is the new ruler of the kingdom...

The sky rumbled as thunderous sounds echoed. Muse sighed, looking down. Logan, impressive as he was, seemed destined to lose. The pinnacle belonged to the Proud Sons. Lady North wore a regretful expression, and others shook their heads or scoffed, witnessing the fall of one Proud Son and the rise of another. Mirth alone appeared nervous and worried. Logan gently caressed his nine swords, his warm gaze treating them as cherished companions. "A tool is only as powerful as its user. Today, Mirth, I shall teach you your first sword technique!"