Spirit Sword Novels & Stories

Luckily there were curtains that surrounded each section of the bed, blocking the bright sunlight. Noel held his forehead with his trembling hand, grunting once in awhile as he felt his Mana draining. His breath also felt heavy as if the hole in his chest prevents him to breathe. He just noticed what happened to him earlier at the cafe after slightly calming his throbbing head down. "…Is this, 'Spirit Pierce'?" He muttered. It made sense given the amount of pain that he felt, as if his soul was stabbed by something sharp. Spirit Pierce is a magic attack spell of a mythical class, used mainly for communication between worlds. The procedure of casting the spell was also hard to maintain and wo

Whoosh! The huge soul sword that was fighting against the three Divine Void Warriors completely swallowed the red light. The grayish-black sharp sword acted as if it came from an abyss as it broke through the attack and defense of the first three Divine Void Warriors. The sword pierced through the bodies of the three Divine Void Warriors within the blink of an eye. As the three huge soul swords pierced through their bodies, the first three Divine Void Warriors instantly turned into red specks of light and floated in midair.

He spoke to Zeke, "I don't think that woman is about to talk. Start with the torture." "Yes," Zeke responded. Then he took out a soft whip from his clothes. The whip was half translucent while a golden halo was circulating on it. It was the Spirit Whip exclusive to the Godly Region. Once it was used on a person's body, not only did the person suffer physical pain, but their soul would also suffer tremendous torment. Zeke swung the whip in the air once. Then he looked at Rachelle and said, "I'm giving you one more chance. Are you going to talk?"

Boro and Mika stood in the sand circle as the two finalists. The animosity between the two was so thick in the air it was almost palpable. Boro stood in the ready form, Crane In The Water, standing perfectly balanced on one leg, his sword held out before him. Mika stood in a form that Boro didn't recognize. Boro prided himself on knowing all the forms of classical, and modern, sword art, the fact he didn't recognize this one was puzzling.

"To say that it was all a lie is an insult. Now, don't get me wrong, I understand where she's coming from, she is an educated woman, one of the enlightened ones. But there's a time and place for rationality, and there's a time and place for faith. "Faith. That was all they had, that was all Markelus had. It wasn't his sword, his sword was just a symbol, a symbol of his faith. Faith is his actual weapon. Faith is what killed Eon, not the sword." Minos finally noticed that Rei wasn't paying attention. "Hey, are you even listening?" His companion looked at him and shrugged, before walking away.

Although it has the name 'spirit crystal,' it didn't object shaped like a piece of crystal. For example, Wind Spirit Crystal, Vitruj, belonging to Weather Goddes, Alina, Having a form of robes worn by wanderers in the desert. This heirloom has the power to control the wind and weather. What an incredible power, I thought. Another heirloom had different effects on each other. Suddenly my eyes fixed on one spot on the page.

I reply, turning to face the spirit. The spirit is wearing a half black mask, but I swear I know this spirit. The spirit chuckles as if my words are funny. I don’t have time for games. I want to end this as quickly as possible because whoever lives here might be back any second now, and I don’t want to be caught here. I raise my war scythe and bring it to full size as I strike the spirit in the chest, but to my dismay and surprise, I can’t reap the spirit's soul. What the hell!

spirit beast are those who can used qi while taking, they are intelligent beings who can cultivate. After freshening himself up Theo walk out of forest to the town, It was in the morning as there was not much people in the gate of town, Theo got into the town very easily or else he would have to wait. As for not asking for entry fee from Theo because, they knew him, because of his odd job i.e. delivery them some food sometimes. Theo went to the same Restaurant where he ate yesterday for breakfast as some people used to say," Growing men must eat three meals a day", after eating his breakfast, he went to the blacksmith shop to get himself a sword for practice.

"Exactly, Mate. Spirit power identifies the most closely guarded, privately held, secretly wished, and fervently prayed for outcome. Our lips and minds are easily led. Our souls are more singular in focus." "Why can't I touch other people though?" "When Saint touched your fiery thread, he jerked and yanked his arm back, yes?" I nodded. "Spirit does not like to be forced. In fact, it cannot be. It has an internal defense mechanism, much like Xander's elemental tiger, to ward off intruders." "When Saint touched your thread again, I imagine he was much gentler." Tenny's eyes unfocused. "He says that he asked if he could follow the thread to find out how to help you get better and wake up."

“Let him fight! Let him fight! Let him fight!” Kelvin stood up and looked around until his eyes met mine. Then he knelt in front of the chapel as the rain began to pour again. I looked up to the sky and saw the clouds parting for the blood moon to emerge. And the chatting became louder. “Let him fight! Let him fight! Let him fight!” Kelvin slit his wrists with the spirit sword and allowed the blood to drip on the stairs of the chapel. And we all heard a rumbling sound apart from the sound of thunder as Darka emerged from beneath the chapel. “Let him fight! Let him fight! Let him fight!”