Poseidon Sword Novels & Stories

Following the acquisition of the stele, the cost of the goods grew steadily until it eventually reached several million. "The "Blade Of Seven Seas" is an early Disaster-rank weapon forged from the remains of a legendary beast. It had no distinct shape, morphing into a sword at times and a claymore or a dagger at other times. It can harness the force of the sea, particularly water. It is derived from the Ocean Empress Hero of the past generation." Early Disaster-rank weapon wielded by one of humankind's heroes. This was unquestionably a valuable find, and everyone was ecstatic.

“You can’t really be thinking of drawing that sword on me, can you?” Nya asked Gator as his hand hovered above the hilt of his sword. An awkward grin spread across his face. “Of course not,” he said. He pulled his hand away. “That’s just… reflex.”

She purses her lips in displease seeing everyone is leaping aside. 'Why in the hell would they leap away as if it's a vulture?! The sword is aimed straight and they could have just stepped aside from its way! Why would they do backflips and all? Is this a gymnastics class or what? And what's with that dude? Why is that guy breathing heavily as if he just escaped from a hunting lion?' She notices only a few guys just took a step aside and stood straight calmly. THUD! Her eyes follow the sound and see Parthib stopped the sword by holding it in his bare hand. The sharp edge has cut his palm resulting in bleeding.

"Your Senator Chris stole something from us, the Medusa, we want it back. Our Intel tells us you have it.” “Have what?" “The flash drive” “what flash drive?” Uche asked perplexed “ I can see you need a little motivation” he said as he slowly walked over to Maggie. Uche's eyes trailing his motion. He grabbed her chin roughly as his other hand searched his sides and came up with a silver dagger. Uche's heart skipped a beat! “wait wait wait! please wait!” Uche cried as the man laughed wickedly again, clearly enjoying his manipulations.

If it was given crystallized energy, it might level up and become a weapon used by the Warlord. “It’s this one?” Kayson looked at the long sword with the scarlet edge, the one that looked as if it was stained with blood. Ghoul Sword nodded. “Yes, I named it Hemodrinken.” Kayson asked two more questions. “How did you know my location?” “I am acquainted with the richest man in Clouspring, Joseph Wadley, and I asked him for help.” Kayson scrunched up his brows. It was Joseph again!

Adonis Arnold also couldn't help but be curious. Indeed, he was extremely passionate about weapons. "Okay! Don't let people down! Open up!" Bernard Arnold looked at his subordinates and raised his voice to command. After the treasure box was opened, two people raised a long sword. The long sword has a handle with a phoenix bird wing, a dragon-shaped head, flexible and extremely beautiful. Everyone focused on the scene ahead, Bernard Arnold increased his tone. "Pair Spirit Blades, famous in one direction, everyone has heard of them!"

Her intense gaze, hardened by countless battles, was tempered by her unwavering loyalty to Somerland. To Elysia's left stood Gareth Swordbane, widely feared and respected as the Sword Demon. He was a tall, imposing figure, his eyes sharp and deadly. Known for wielding a blade with unparalleled mastery, Gareth’s skill in swordsmanship was legendary, his reputation as a ruthless opponent striking fear into the hearts of all who dared challenge him. His sword, an ancient blade etched with runic symbols, was strapped across his back, and his eyes held a piercing focus that spoke of countless battles fought and won.

The blade gleamed with a brilliant silver light, its edge shimmering with a promise of sharpness. The blood sword! I exclaimed internally, astonished by the fact that I had successfully conjured the legendary weapon known to be wielded by a valiant warrior from Cairos—a neighboring nation to Springgan. Apollo had shared stories about it, expressing his dream to create such a weapon one day. Empowered by the gauntlet, I held the blood sword with ease. The blade's edge gleamed, a testament to its lethal potential. Just as the icy shield surrounding me shattered, the dominus seized the opportunity to consume me. Its jaws opened wide as it lunged towards me. Reacting swiftly, I positioned the sw

She went to me and started inspecting my arms, finding if there was a scratch or whatever. “Don’t worry. He didn’t—” “Oh my gosh! Your shoulder!” She gasped and pointed his fingers at the scratch I got from the fire wielder earlier. “Wait, it’s familiar…” I immediately shook my head, “No, it’s not like what you think. I got this from the fire wielder. The one named…” My nose scrunched as I tried to remember his name. What is it again? Lion, what? “Leon Chaos,” A familiar, husky, baritone voice cuts in.

"Thank you, Aunt Cleo. This means a lot to me." The pendant Aunt Cleo gave Aqua was nothing short of mesmerizing. Crafted from sterling silver, the pendant was shaped like a delicate crescent moon, symbolizing the mysterious and potent nature of Aqua's powers. At the center of the crescent nestled a large, oval-cut gemstone that was uniquely clear, like a drop of captured morning dew. The clarity of the stone made it particularly special, as it reflected Aqua's emotional state, changing color with her mood. Intricate filigree work adorned the crescent moon, with tiny symbols and runes etched into the silver, each representing protection and strength. The craftsmanship was exquisite, making i