Rise Of Evil Sword God Novels & Stories

"I am only here to help since I sensed the smell of blood. Forgive me if I have frightened you." Summoning his godly weapon, the thyrsus, would not guarantee his safety from the swiftness of a bow and arrow. Serious wounds and injury would do him no good, even if he's a god, for it'll require him ambrosia, the heavenly food of the gods, for him to recover.

He slammed the blade of his sword into the neck of the dummy, sending the head flying. "You keep that up, and we won't have anything left for the recruits." I mused, leaning my arms on the wooden gate. Apollo started, clearly so lost in his head that he didn't hear or feel me approach. He turned to me, placing his sword back in his belt.

Red, orance, yellow, green blue and violet. The first Gods, Blood, Oracles, Yesteryear, Gray, Ben-son and Violence - they had blotted out the sun years ago. It only existed now because the AI - Eigen - allowed it to. He was growing weary with her. She could always sense his moods. He shone silver when upset with her. "You could just go and leave me here?" she suggested hopefully. He turned black at this comment - threatning her. "Or.... or you could just behave for a minute of your irritating life."

Gutierrez, and he had driven there. "Gael is not well at all. He was arguing with Asgard, something that happens very rarely, seldom. His reaction was to be expected." "We haven't done anything. You shouldn't call me." "Ah, no? Then, if so, it means that our deal is broken, and I will have to make other alliances to keep my hands clean, but I don't think that suits you; you know what will happen to you if I expose you." Raymond was furious, but not with that female, but with himself, for having made deals with the devil's wife, taking advantage of the bizarre opportunity that she also wanted to see that demon fail."

And as I imagined for a longsword, it followed my will and shapeshifted to a longsword. “That’s enough!!!” August snatched the sword away from me. For some reason, August was breathing heavily with a worn out look. “…You win, Lucifer.” With that, August sheath his sword and return back to where he stood. …His reactions are telling the truth. This means… that sword was indeed the Crepusculum Ignotum. As for his relationship with the Spirit Sword King— I have no interest in it. “So… Kronos. Who exactly are you? Why were you so sure about the Spirit Sword King’s sword?”

He groaned and removed it) You damaged my arm, and now my leg, I will make you pay ROSE: You've said that already. It's starting to sound annoying and boring SIG: War blades (he removed two longer knifes from his Satanic wing) ROSE: Hawkie sword (formed a sword out of air and they engaged in combat with their weapons then Sig's dagger slashed Rose's cheek and she groans in pain, pushing him back with air. She touched her cheek and blood was on her finger then she screamed loud and formed a whirlwind which carried Sig high up in the air with her. Her eye turned white and the whirlwind stops making Sig fall with speed, she followed him and when they almost got to the ground, she stabbed him an

If Arya wouldn't have held her, she must have jumped. The ear-piercing sound disappears in the air. It is replaced by something else. The elevator opens with a ding. A potent fire shoots through my veins. I lift my hand. A bunch of men rush out of it, gripping their guns at us. That bastard really thinks this could fright me. I grit my teeth. " He's so boring, brother. They're only six," Ryan gives a sardonic smile. I pulled the trigger until they were on the ground, withering in pain to die.

The villains wanted to show Thomas what they were made of. At the same time, they were using Thomas to set an example for the others to view. But unfortunately, they had met their match. Thomas was not an ordinary citizen and definitely not a wastrel who would stand there rooted as someone brandished a machete at him. The God of War’s aura surged forward! Thomas raised his hand and held the machete in his hand. The villain could not even move an inch, no matter how hard he tried.

Praim asked-" What is Hellbound sword and what can we do to gain it?" Gina explained while looking down to her small handbook-" I was searching for the weapon that could end a pure evil and then I came across the weapon that holds to end an evil born. The evil borns are neither controlled by the law of nature nor by the law of the underworld. They were purely self-made, hence, the rage inside was inherited from the 7 princes of Hell."

The ogrism was now panting heavily, with range, it lifts the sword in the air swings it to slash him, poor Abednego, this is an evil forest, Igodo. He opens his faint eyes, looks at the sword that is now close up above him, he closes his eyes as he bids the sky above farewell. Silence closes on him followed by a loud thud. A voice is heard, he opens his eyes ones more, looks up in the sky to where he had seen the sword swaying above him, death beckoning him. There was no one, but there it was, the ogrism. It has fallen down beside him with a loud thud, its head splattered on the ground. Whatever that had happened, heaven knows better. All he knows is that he was still alive, the breath of li