Rebirth Of The Strongest Sword God の小説・ストーリー

Ever since small he read about the story of 'King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table' so the sword was rather well known for him. "Yes. It's currently held by 'Arthur Pendragon', a man descendant of the original 'King of Knights'. " - He talked to them while putting Gram away, inside a magic circle. "Then the rest of those Legendary Swords-" - Ryutaro started to speak, but was interrupted by Kiba. "They exist. They are called 'The Four Strongest Holy Swords', created by the 'God of the Bible'. They are 'Caliburn', 'Excalibur', 'Durandal' and 'Ascalon'. " - Everyone paid attention.

The Lifeless Sword Technique came from a mysterious supreme powerhouse known as the Innate Supreme Deity. Legend has it that he was a martial Path ancestor, and Greg wanted to find out more from Lynn. However, she said nothing else. Greg was a little disappointed about this.

"Weren't you so good at toughing it out earlier? So full of justice—even claiming to be Ms. Spencer herself. How ridiculous!" "Hurry up and admit you're just lying! If not, I'll leave you to drown here!" I did not give in to them. I had died once in my past life—I wasn't afraid to die again. Once Mark regained consciousness, he would tell Eric everything. So I wasn't worried about Eric not knowing how I died. He would avenge me then, and I could die knowing it was worth it. A hand yanked my hair, pulling me out of the water. I coughed violently, struggling to catch my breath, when I heard Jared's icy tone from above me.

"You're under a powerful curse. I can't lift it. You must find the person who cast it." With tears streaming down her cheeks, my best friend dropped to her knees, begging the nun for help. After pondering for a moment, the nun handed me a scroll of prayer. "This will buy you time, but the curse will eventually rebound onto the puppet. "However, your fates are intertwined now. If you died, she would die too; if she died, you'd be dragged down with her. "This isn't a long-term solution. You must find the person who placed the curse on you and have them lift it."

Even our parents—the ones who once oppressed us and looked down on us—now come crawling, begging for our help. Perhaps this is the burden of becoming strong: the past tries to cling, hoping to drag us back. But it didn't matter. We had brighter futures ahead. And no one would ever drag us into hell again.

"That's impossible... I saw him..." "Saw what?" I pushed the door open and walked into the office. Gauze was still wrapped around my forehead, but my eyes were clear. "Saw my father and I trapped in the fire?" Senna's head snapped up, her eyes filled with disbelief. "You... How..." I let out a cold laugh and came to a stop beside Maggie. "Senna, did you think getting a second life meant you could do whatever you wanted? Too bad. This time around, I came back too."

“He’s strong. Stronger than I expected.” “And you are stronger than him,” she replied. “You carry the blood of warriors. You are the Reborn Goddess. Your story is not over. Stand. Fight. Rise.” Her hand touched my forehead, and a surge of warmth rushed through my body. The pain in my chest began to fade. My breathing became steady. My limbs stopped shaking. Memories flooded back—training with my father under the moonlight, flying as a raven over mountains, battling creatures of the night, standing tall against death itself. I remembered who I was.

My voice shook as I spoke. "Miss, you were involved in an accident with your older brother five days ago." He answered me calmly. Five days ago. I was involved in an accident with my brother. My brother! Isn't he supposed to be dead? Yeah... He died like two years back before I got married... My voice trailed off in my head. It was a circuit got burnt instantly in my head. I thought I had figured out everything but it was far from what I had figured out. I had been reborn.

There are many wounded and dead, but looking at those who are dead, even if they are from my pack, I can still feel this pleasure. “Death is just a step... A step I can bypass. Remember, I have the power to bring them back.” A strange voice reverberated in my mind, different from anything I had ever heard before. There was immense power in it, something that seemed to root deep in my soul. And somehow, I knew it was true. This voice, this power, really could bring people back. My eyes met Achilles’, who had also returned to human form. And I know he had heard the voice too. I don't know if the same sentence, but he knew whatever the voice had said was true. His eyes showed the same confusion

Terra felt his heart tremble as he heard Tsarayu's words and saw a terrifying momentum appearing around him, Tsarayu. "Seven forms of sword saint: second form- Devastation!" Tsarayu made a slash with his sword in the air as a terrifying attack was unleashed from it in the direction of terra.