Soverign Sword Novels & Stories

Lloyd fell silent, not answering immediately. After a moment, he seemed to make a difficult decision and said, “If it truly comes to that… I will summon the Sword of Zeus and go down together with Old Hagstorm!” The Sword of Zeus! This legendary weapon in the Obaro continent was said to be the sword of the ancient king of gods, Zeus. It possessed unparalleled divine power, but the cost of using it was heavy. Alexander was filled with distress and asked, “Elder, is that the only solution?”

he asked out of curiosity. King Abaddon clenched his hand in anger, and his forehead glistened in sweat. "That f*cking son of King Bartholomeo carries the sword I am terrified of!" "And what is the name of that sword? It must be made to destroy you!" "Tizona sword, and only a warrior who is capable of casting magic can wield such a sword. Besides, he is the rarest warrior with a 13th zodiac sign, Ophiuchus." "I've never heard of that sign!"

The sword in Lucas' hands naturally had a name. This sword was called the Immemorial Dragon Sword! It was the sharpest weapon in the world! "Whoosh!" Everyone from the Soto family looked at the Immemorial Dragon Sword in Lucas' hand. They all stopped. Because they have never seen such a terrifying sword before. "How... how can you have such a horrible sword?" The Patriarch, Louie, was also stunned. His eyes were wide open. "Is it terrifying?"

“That’s a first.” Dorian actually whistles, low and delighted. “Nobody’s ever pulled that sword before. It’s been sitting there for half a century. Most hunters skip right past it.” I look at Rion, who looks back as if seeing me for the first time. “That’s an Orion blade,” he says quietly. Then, to Edward and Dorian: “Impossible. I thought it was a replica.” Edward grins. “Not a replica if it works, my friend.” Rion approaches, not touching the blade but examining the hilt—the veins of blue, the worn areas where fingers had gripped it long ago. “This was supposed to be ceremonial. A blessing, not a weapon. You’re not supposed to be able to fight with it.”

Seeing Elder Hanuman’s preparations, he too grabbed his blade and span it continuously before him. “Sovereign Sword Arts: Super Shield” *Boom* A small fiery storm broke out and swept over the land. From the flames emerged a furious fire dragon that roared out in frustration and anger. Mane roared within the midst of the beast. With each roar a flame breath was released and things were turned to ash.

She slowly extended a hand and gripped the sword on her back. Once again, she drew her sword. Instantly, a chill ran through the air. Isolde held the sword in her right hand, in front of her chest. Then, she used her left index and middle finger to gently stroke the blade. Her movements were tender, as though caressing a lover. "Its name is Swanflight. It is 33 inches long and 1 inch wide. It was forged by the first leader of the Lunaria Order, and it has been passed down for over 500 years. It is known as one of the three divine weapons of Daneast."

"We don't need to go to Lin's house. Let's go to my place so I can change. This is a minor wound. I can handle it myself." Ludriev took her spirit sword she had previously put on the side of the arena, and followed him without anymore words. Spirit sword was forged in a special method for those who reached a certain level in swordsmanship. The sword was unique and believed to be sacred, as it had its own spirit, which, if it didn't feel a strong connection with the wielder, they wouldn't be able to use it. Therefore, usually a sword spirit only had one owner and vice versa.

COME FORTH HOLY SWORD COVENANT! *A white-blue striped colored swords comes out at Elaine's hands* Haha, haha! So that's why you called the sword saint, then let me show you mine as will, COME FORTH SWORD AT THE THRONE OF THE GOD OF ZERONITY I CALL UPON YOU THE GOD OF ZERONITY TO COME TO ME AND LET ME USE YOU HEAVENLY GOD SWORD EXDILDURAL! *Then a white-golden cloud appeared out of nowhere there the sword exdildural come out at the clouds and going towards taso's direction then taso grabs the sword and taso said*

On the pavilion floor lay a sword carved with a dragon, and standing on it was the man who had shouted. He stooped slightly, breath ragged; his eyes were bloodshot, bulging as if they might pop from their sockets. Through gritted teeth he thought, 'Xiu Jian is a damned wretch! I can’t even burn his sword!' Indeed, the trembling, furious man was Huang Fu, and the blade beneath his boot was the Sacred Dragon Sword. He had tried to set the sword aflame—yet not only did the flames refuse to take, the fuel he poured seemed to be absorbed and vanished, drying as if swallowed by the metal itself.