Spirit Sword Novels & Stories

I'm at peace with our decision but I hate seeing my friends suffer. "Damn you, take me!" I yell to the sky. Magic bursts behind me but I don't look back. Lightning strikes again and hits Ashrac. His body is tossed high and I have hope that the Goddess has taken our offer and will save him. His dragon explodes from his human body with a burst of light that's impossible to look at. "Ahhhh, hell," screams Sarn and the magic behind me bursts again. I dare to glance back. Sierra and Sarn are the most incredibly brilliant purple dragons. "What the hell," I mutter.

She asked Zayn who was looking outside the window. *.... "You need to open your eyes. Look at me. You can't die like this. You wanted to lead this pack." Hyun shook the dead person but she was long gone. His eyes turned red as a sword appeared in his hand. "F r o m... n o w... o n. E v e r y.... s p i r i t, ...o f... a n y... l e v e l,

The room echoed with her silent struggles and the sound of each strand succumbing to the ruthless blade. Overcoming the torment, Hiya summoned the strength to break free. Fueled by a surge of determination, she staggered towards the door and fled to the hallway. When her eyes fall over a small flower pot, seemingly insignificant, became her it prompts defense. With a desperate throw over him, she aimed to shield herself from his wrath.

The room quickly filled up with a series of bladed energy imbued with lightning. The air started to crackle as the lightning bladed energy shot across the room. He viewed himself holding a sword that appeared in his Spirit Realm. He swung the sword around which erupted with lightning-bladed energy from time to time. The bladed energy became more and more powerful as Zephyr’s movement quickened from its pace. It was as if he was completely surrounded by an ocean of bladed energy. His movements were blurred and had a shadow effect as he moved around in his Spirit Realm.

"Or something. My grandmother said it was the spirits of some of the greatest seers. Sometimes, when they want to pass an important message, they do it through a seer, like me." "It looked more like they were trying to kill you. Are you sure you're okay?" Saoirse nodded again. "I'm fine. I came to see how you were doing. You don't look too good." "I don't feel too good," Iris murmured. "Sit down. I'll do the spell." "What? No! You just recovered from a...um...possession?" Saoirse shook her head. "Sit down, Iris. I'm totally fine." Iris obliged, and Saoirse began to chant.

"Purple Smoke! Let's end this!" Purple Smoke gave her all and defeated the control of the tune on her, turning the golden noted into ashes. Méah's sword just passed under her right ear, leaving a little slice on her skin on the neck. She counterattacked and elbowed Méah's back. Méah stumbled forward, accidentally losing grip on the sword. It was tossed in the air for several feet away but it obediently came back to her hand. Méah was almost falling flat on her face when Purple Smoke was about to threw a black spear on her back. Méah threw the sword to stop her but it didn't left her hand. Instead, it has turned into a silver whip and it went straight around Purple Smoke's neck as though it h

"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.

Hana's soul discovers her magic is dividing the order of the levers of spells. Unbeknownst to Hana, at level 9, magic is allowed to produce conscious souls. So now Hana is facing five souls in human form. The phoenix fire spirit has fiery red hair; the thunder spirit has glittering white-blond hair. The soul of water has beautiful long black hair. The mermaid's tearful soul carried blue wings; finally, the soul of the instantaneous moving spell had blonde hair. Based on the color of the hair, Hana discovered that the phoenix fire spirit was trying to become the first levers spell and, based on its reasoning, only levers it first.

Instantly their sword shined with two different colors. As they waved their sword at him, a few streaks of spirit energy flew out their swords. It was manipulation of the spirit qi that only a Spirit Master Stage Warrior was capable of. Their spirit energy condensed into the wind blades and light blades that flew toward Shi Tian with fast speed. Shi Tian looked at the incoming blades and swing his spear multiple times using basic spear art. In just a few seconds, he swings his spear dozens of times. All the wind blades and light blades were destroyed by Shi Tian's spear easily before they could reach him.

"You have never fought a spirit before, don't you? The boy asked. Evan then landed himself a good distant away from the boy. "I haven't." Evan answered staring at the boy for an explanation. "We spirits are immune to simple physical attacks," the spirit boy told, "we aren't harmed by any of those assault and it will only went through our body fluently like water." Evan understand that well, and quickly raised his sword high above his head and setting it on fire before slashing it towards the boy with a surge of hot embers. Fog came in as the melting ice evaporate from the heat of the bursting flames. When the smoke cleared the boy is still standing surrounded by ice spike that was half melte