Orochimaru Snake Sword Novels & Stories

Hei Meng shouted in horror. "Worship me as your master? You are not qualified to do it." The long sword in Chu Xun's hand became extremely bright. "I can rest assured only when you die." Whoosh! He slashed at the snake with the sword. The shadow of the sword filled the sky, with cold light flickering through his eyes. A scream rang out as Hei Meng was cut into countless pieces by the Sword Qi. Chu Xun had cut him into 1,000 pieces.

He jumped off before he could lose his footing and managed to land on the side near Minos. Nymgos climbed out of the broken roof with a roar like a giant misshapen reptile bursting out of its egg. Minos released his arrow and it just whizzed through right above his shoulder. The big drow is now holding a blade, the same one hanging from his back earlier. He then unfurled the length of chain wrapped around his belly which Minos earlier thought was a corset. The chain was revealed to be attached to his giant naked blade, and he spun his weapon around like a heavy pendulum on a rope.

Orochi emerged from the black sea. Not as a serpent. As a man with dark eyes and long wet hair. He looked young. Tired. Human. “You came,” he said. Ayamira held his gaze. “You said the eastern trench was built over the first chain.” “It is.” Raiken’s first life raised his sword. “And if you lied?” Orochi looked at him. “Then kill me before the sea does.” The memory shifted. Beneath the trench, the three of them stood before a massive chain buried in stone. Crowns had been fused into every link.

blood spluttered from his neck, his eyes rolling backwards as he spoke. Alpha Ryu gazed at the body, lying before him, a tear rolling down his cheek. "Rest on." The sight of a body without a neck sent waves of fear through me. Blood spilling continuously from the neck and a sharp sword by its side. “Poor Timothy, he should have acted like a man and done what was supposed to be done. I’ll just add his head to my collection of personal assistants..”Ryu said, holding Timothy’s head in his arms. I stared at Timothy’s head, which had slowly begun to disintegrate. I could tell the sword contained some quantity of wolf bane, which meant death or literal weakness.

Then, he slowly stood up, drawing the Overlord and suddenly swinging it! Shunk! World Burial Sword—Death Snap! Harrow's head was sent flying in a split second, his eyes still wide in horror!

At the time, the king had spared him purely out of curiosity. Curiosity rarely lasted long. But Adrian had. And now he stood below in the courtyard, carrying the blade of the crown. Vaelreth leaned forward slightly. The executioner’s armor was dark and simple, unlike the elaborate armor worn by the demon soldiers. It was practical. Scarred by years of battle and use. The sword resting against Adrian’s shoulder was enormous—far too large for most men to wield easily. Yet he carried it as if it belonged there. As if the blade itself had chosen him.

Shui Wuhen picked up a long sword emitting a cold light and handed it to Zephyr Khan. "Rumor has it that the Snake King's sword technique isn't weak either. He has a divine sword in his hand. It's called the Moon in Well. It's made of high-quality Darksteel. It should be this one." Tristan Zane nodded and said. "Shui Wuhen... you seem to have gone too far, don't you?" Seeing that Shui Wuhen and the others had stuffed these treasures into their pockets, Chad Skylark, Mu Chenglin, and Leonard Briggs' faces darkened.

In his hand was a red and white Katana, the guard of the sword was still the Red Dragon Snake's head, the grip was lined with white golden peacock fabric and wrapped with the feather's stem for extra grip, on the pommel was a red energy core. It was the energy core of a Draconic Cobra King, also the guard that was the dragon snake's head had two more energy cores in its eyes that were previously empty. The blade was white but with red vein-like patterns running alongside the blade and there were several magic circles etched into the blade, each only a centimeter in diameter.

With the remaining strength of the swordsman, the giant demon finally succeeded in being sealed and turned into a sword with a terrible aura. The sword was locked up and hidden in a mountain in the middle of the desert of death. The desert was so hot that no one could live in it. However, the swordsman and his descendants live and continue to grow under the foot of the mountain. To guard and protect that dangerous sword from the hands of people who are greedy for power. after that great event, the world became more peaceful and serene. The story of the battle of the king who turned into a dragon demon against a swordsman, was immortalized by people into a legend and a story that continues to

This and three other topazes held by three other lords that formed the four clans of The Brotherhood of the Oracle, had the peculiarity of allowing their bearers to communicate by thoughts to each other, and with the Supreme Priest of the Brotherhood, who guarded the Golden Snake that housed the rest of the gems. The power of the Fellowship resided in the gems embedded into that snake-shaped device. A large golden snake rolled on itself stood half-lifted with its head pointing upward. It held with its mouth, a four-pointed golden star by one of its spikes. Between each spike, there were four receptacles to fit the four topazes.