Soul Calibur Soul Edge Sword Novels & Stories

He swung his sword in one fluid motion. Steel collided with steel, and a sharp metallic screech echoed as sparks flew. A lifeless body tumbled over the edge, plunging into the abyss below. It had been a martial god in black robes. He was rather skilled yet unable to withstand the ferocity of Chase's sword. "This sword… Its edge is extraordinary," Chase murmured while narrowing his eyes. The blade radiated a concentrated martial deity aura, interwoven with pure, crackling lightning energy. It was clearly a high-grade spiritual weapon.

Ezekiel breathed out as he pulled the second fragment of the Sword of the Doombringer from the current owner. He pulled his sword and smiled at the level of destruction he had caused in this world. The Scythe of Death vibrated in his grip, but the power continued to flow smoothly as if Ezekiel's level of darkness was slowly catching up with the darkness that powered the Scythe.

Lixien didn’t give a glance to Leen and continued examining the sword. If it’s from seven mountains, then this must be the ‘Flaming Red Fire of Lava’. It was a sword that everyone is obsessed with. It’s a sword that chooses his master. It also can talk from others' descriptions. She squinted her eyes. Why is Vailn giving her such a precious gift? She snapped her fingers and blinked. Her brows were slightly frowned as she was understanding why he was being too considerate or was it not considerate?

Elmer was a mid-Sovereign Ranker, so he was not qualified to understand this at all. Only by crossing Eternal Realm and stepping into Saint Realm could he learn some of the secrets surrounding Star Kingdom. “Miss Alba, are you saying that David's sword is a first-rate Soulbound Weapon?” Elmer asked in disbelief. “I should be right. I have also studied high-level Soulbound Weapons, and they don’t look like that. It has a sharp edge before it’s even used. Once used, it’s hard to imagine how powerful this sword will be. David can definitely leapfrog the battle with it,” Alba confirmed.

He needed to end this, and quickly, lest Mika take advantage and win. Boro closed his eyes and opened his mind, he was the void. He felt the air stir as Mika moved in to capitalize on this moment, thinking Boro had given up. He was dead wrong, Boro felt the blade move through the rising daylight, and moved his body almost as if on its own, without thought, acting on pure instinct. His blade, the same type of single edged sword his father had used, the one that he had named Honor, moved as if to block Mika's but instead he ducked, and moved around it, weaving under the path of the blade, and at the last second he turned his own so that the flat of it struck Mika on his wrist, breaking it clea

"Nah, would be weird to use the name of a legendary sword when it's not even the same sword." "But it's a cool name though," Len said. His eyes searched on the steamy water and eventually lit up as if he was fishing an idea on the spring itself. "How about... Celestial Calibur? You know, it's a sword and its light looks celestial and divine and everything." Lars smiled brightly of the idea. "That's a great name, Len. Thanks!"

Charlie had crafted a few amulets before the auction. During that time, blessed by the Cultivating Pill’s powerful spirit energy, Charlie had crafted a new magical instrument for himself. This magical instrument was stronger than the Thunder Order, and it was called the Soul Blade. The Thunder Order would call upon divine lightning and make a huge commotion, but its destructive ability wasn’t exactly great. However, the Soul Blade was different. The Soul Blade wouldn’t cause astronomical changes, and it was practically unnoticeable. Not only that, but the Soul Blade was much more powerful compared to the Thunder Order.

“Don’t believe it? Then experience the full power of the Soul Devouring Sword.” Adrian’s casual manner only heightened Edgar’s disbelief. The multitude of Soul Devouring Swords filled the air with a haunting presence. Desperately, Edgar swung his own sword, trying to fend off the countless Soul Devouring Swords that descended upon him from all directions.

"But I don't know how to defeat her. Even Calhoun's sword of blood flame could barely scratch her. Wat makes you think I can cause a dent on her armor?" "A sword made from the souls of a hundred men is enough to kill her. Your sword, the one which you bought when on your fight journey, was specifically placed there for you to see. It fits my first description on the weapon needed to finish her." "H-How?" Elena said, stuttering. "Like I said, everything had been ordained by fate. Only you can finish the fight now." Suddenly, the white light disappeared. She blinked, trying to get her eyesight back, when she saw Calhoun hovering over her.

’ 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.