Romans & histoires Rise Of The Evil Sword God

Alverto Cassiero a scientist was murdered by the government when the after effect of the substance A13 which he created led to the death of the soldiers that fought against the aliens in the early 80's. Maria Cassiero who was Alverto's mother decided to seek revenge for her son's death and this led her to meet a demon called Diemon.Diemon helped Maria to avenge her son's death after making a pledge to him.Some years after,Diemon was tricked by a Chinese monk who casted a spell on him and turned him into a statue so as to save his student from being offered to him as a sacrifice.

***This is Book Six of the Elemental Dragon series. References will be made to events that happened in previous books without being fully explained here. While this book can be read as a standalone, it is recommended that you read the series, starting with The Arena.*** Every time I’m called to rise, I choose a human who is worthy. One whose heart is pure. One who is kind and loving. One who values the lives of others and is willing to give their lives to protect those around them. It has to be a human with these attributes because, while I always rise again, my humans do not.

His back was turned to me. “This is the sword of life.” He raised a saber in the air. My heart sank. ‘He is not gonna use that on me, he?’ “Let us all call up the name Shila as I place this into her and destroy the evil being with her.” The Lycans nodded, devotedly. He bowed to them then he walked up to me and he bowed to me. “Please don't. Please I beg you. It's not working. I'm not then woman you are looking for. I'm not your god.”

’ everybody assumed impatiently. Tension of the crowd was aroused in alarm, their hearts raced with unwelcoming anticipation. Finally, a figure emerged from the huge waves as a victor, the sword of Eryndor– Eryndor, exhausted but triumphant, his Conch shell still clutched in his hand.

I scream, swinging my weapons again in an attempt to connect with his dark flesh. “Not this time Aodh. You will not have her!” Kellen shouts coming in and laying a fast attack on the god. The deathly and ugly god cackles, stepping back from our attacks. To our horror two more arms unfold from under his armor. They too produce swords like magic. “Fuck,” I hear Kellen gasp, “This did not happen before.” The astonished tone of his voice only mirrored my thoughts as I watched the underworld god twist and rotate his swords, advancing toward us.

roared the black dragon, seeing the giant sword formed from a thousand swords heading towards him. BOOOMMMMM

The reason Sebastian had seen her was that after the game merged with reality, she had once helped Earth resist the invasion of evil forces, easily obliterating a million evil spirits and ghosts with a single sword. So far, revered by countless players as a deity. Everyone in the sky immediately showed their respect upon seeing her and performed the sword salute, "Sect Leader!" "Why does my Heavenly Sword Sect have the signs of a heavenly tribulation? Has any elder's direct disciple broken through?" Leng Feiyan spoke. Her voice was like the echoing strings of a secluded valley, and while it had a charming quality, it carried a sense of authority and majesty. The crowd shook their heads, indi

He held the king's sword in his hands as a fierce sword aura spread in the atmosphere. "Seven forms of saint sword: Fourth form- desolation!" Tsarayu let out loudly as he slashed with his king's sword. An Arch of bright light could be seen, filled with terrifying power, which passed monster Emperor Taras as it continued ahead killing everyone who came in its path whether it be a monster or a tribe warrior before it disappeared in the horizon. "A..." Monster Emperor Taras stood there as his eyes were opened wide. He coughed out black blood before his body split into two parts from the center, falling to the ground. Many couldn't help but vomit as they saw this gruesome scene.

He shook his head, his black and silver hair shimmering with the movement. “You think all of us are evil, we aren’t. That is a select few working WITH your government. If you are looking for who is truly evil, look to your own race.” Now it was my turn to fold my arms, setting my jaw stubbornly, I looked him up and down. “Ok” I rolled my eyes “I’ll just pretend the angel I saw torture and kill someone is a good guy” the venom in my voice shocking even to me. His dark brows furrowed briefly before softening.