Orochimaru Snake Sword Novels & Stories

And there, ahead, where the valley narrowed into the mouth of the pass itself, was a scene of tense stalemate. On one side of a rushing, glacial river, a makeshift camp flew the banners of several eastern lowland lords—a silver gryphon, a green serpent, a black tower. Perhaps two hundred men-at-arms were arrayed in disciplined ranks, their pikes gleaming dully in the overcast light. At their head, on a sleek chestnut horse, was a man in polished half-plate: Lord Gryffen, his face handsome and cruel under a trimmed beard.

She it was who had given him her robe which had proved such a boon to him before in helping him to overcome and slay the brigands of the West. He told her all that had happened to him, and of the great part her keepsake had played in the success of his previous undertaking, and thanked her very heartily. When she heard that he was starting out once again to do battle with his father’s enemies, she went into the temple, and reappeared bearing a sword and a beautiful bag which she had made herself, and which was full of flints, which in those times people used instead of matches for making fire. These she presented to him as a parting gift. The sword was the sword of Murakumo, one of the three

I winked, walking out. I walked with my head held high from Mayu’s room, making a stop at mine. I smiled as I picked up my Kissaki-Moroha-Zukuri katana. It was specially made just for me and to my specifications. I had always loved the idea of a double-edged sword. It quickly became one of my favorites. I grabbed one more thing before I stormed my way to my father’s office. I knew it’s where he and that fucking bastard Rokurō would be.

My fingers are on my chin as I crouched and looked at it. The cover or the sheath was silver with a few pints of gold, I don't understand the engravings etched on it. Because of my curiosity, I held it and released it from its sheath. Unlike other sword, its blade was bluish and silver, the handle was wood in color and the cover was glass. It was not as heavy as it look. I lifted it up and swayed it... Imagining I was a samurai fighting some bad guys. I chuckled.

The snake was stunned for a moment before it roared and spewed out a huge mouthful of lava, trying to engulf the ball of light! However! Boom! A figure soared into the sky with supreme pressure and an energy storm! “Slash!” An angry roar resounded through the sky! The figure flowed with the power of invincible rules. At that moment, the world lost all color. All the energy and the power of rules turned into a huge longsword that was hundreds of meters long. It fell from the sky with terrifying sword intent and slashed at the huge fiery snake! Rumble! In a flash, the sword fell on the huge snake's body!

Sekora asked. “You will be able to recognize them by the symbols on the hilt, first there is the Tsunami sword recognizable by the wave, next is the Earth breaker sword represented by broken earth, next is the Shadow sword represented by a ghost, next is the Sun saber represented by a sun, next is the Phoenix Wing sword recognized by wings, next is the Speed sword represented by a rabbit and finally there is the Power sword represented by a bull.” D2 replied going back to the lighter tone of voice.

Boro and Mika stood in the sand circle as the two finalists. The animosity between the two was so thick in the air it was almost palpable. Boro stood in the ready form, Crane In The Water, standing perfectly balanced on one leg, his sword held out before him. Mika stood in a form that Boro didn't recognize. Boro prided himself on knowing all the forms of classical, and modern, sword art, the fact he didn't recognize this one was puzzling.

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.

It was more lethal compared to the Sword Pill but less agile. Otto frowned when he saw Green Snake's appearance. His purple sword flash was known as Purple Light. It was the cultivation of the Purple Star Emperor Sword Technique, which was exceptionally domineering. Faced with a sword like Green Snake, which had extremely powerful damage, it was a little challenging to deal with. However, Dorian's flying sword soon came to help. The white flying sword was a set of five flying swords with an ordinary name. They were called Five Element Swords. He used the technique called the Major Five Element Supreme Sword Sutra to control the swords.

The Chromium Tungsten-steel sword appeared in my right hand, gleaming in rust-brown hue. Swiish. ….As if my strength had always been there, I clenched out the muscles in my legs and dashed across the eight-legged arachnid. "H-hang on a second, Azriel!" Oren screamed at my sudden action. However, I was too quick for everyone to react. Right now I was so focused on my enemy that I hardly heard anyone talking. "Wha, what are you trying to do?!" Jigen said, who tried to catch up to me.