Summoning The Holy Sword Novels & Stories

"She did not come to me with paper contracts or political promises. She stood beside me in the mud when my core was bleeding. She bled for our mountain valleys while your capital hid behind marble walls!" Gideon unclasped the heavy iron sheath of his broadsword from his shoulder, drawing the massive blade with a sharp, resonant ring that filled the silent chamber. He held the broadsword horizontally over his head, channeling a sudden, massive surge of his Earth Seal kinetic magic into the steel. The blade ignited with a blinding, golden wildfire that illuminated every corner of the vaulted ceiling.

the grandma propounded. “You are more annoying than your grandson,” Rayan growled, rushing at the grandma. “Send my regards to the angels,” Rayan commented and twisted the grandma’s neck. Her bones cracked, and her soul departed from her body instantly. Rayan and his men dashed off in a fit of rage. Ayaan had gone to the Masjid to perform Zhur namaz. He entered the house with the salaam salutations but heard nothing.

Choosing not to answer him verbally, Gerald simply mimicked what Yin Yang had done earlier—in order to use the sword tactic—before pointing in a random direction… All of a sudden, the room began trembling wildly, causing the surrounding walls to crack and even begin crumbling! Following that, a massive sword that glowed purple and black began manifesting! The sheer force of the summoning process alone caused strong winds to blow, and the next thing Terrance and Manager Waferer—who had been standing at the side—knew, the corners of their mouths were already bleeding due to how sharp the blades of wind were!

I had to move fast. I turned through the pages of the spell book with shaky hands until I finally settled on what I was searching for. “Thrakos, Demon of the Underworld, Lord of Hell,” I whispered, my fingers tracing the forbidden verse. “He who commands the forbidden flames of the devil's domain,” my voice grew louder, desperation etched in my eyes, "I call thee, Thrakos. I summon thee to the mortal realm. Kneel before–” The sound of thunder cracking cut me short before I could complete my words. The ground began to rumble and the circle I had engraved on the ground expanded outwards as dark smoke clouded the entire place.

The dark holy sword was coated with spirituality and an outline of a sword could be seen. Three swords— No. Seven swords came out of the void, and they were brimming with eerie spirituality. My body shivered, but I felt nothing. I watch him slowly manifesting his blades. “Be grateful! You are seeing God’s grace!” he laughed. Seven swords were pointed at me, he smirked and said. “May God bless you!” As soon as he finished talking, he lowered his greatsword and pointed it towards me. Soon, all the seven sword came toward my direction. Aiming at my heart, neck, arms, and limbs.

She laughed loudly as she clearly saw Alex and Holly running up from below and ended up in a tangle under the chase of the skeleton shadows, "You can't fight me, Holly; I murdered your mother and stole your spiritual root, but what can you do to me? I am now a disciple of the First Demon, and even if I sacrifice, I am still a more noble being than you, and you, as well as this man you like, will perish here at some point." "You killed my mother?" Holly yelled fiercely. Sydney answered, "That's correct. Are you enraged and intend to kill me? You can only regret it for the rest of your life if you don't have this skill." "That isn't always the case!" Holly abruptly broke free from Alex's hug b

Laura hesitated for only a heartbeat before yanking the sword free. By then, Melody’s transformation was complete. Her true form revealed. Euthanasia. The devourer of souls. She towered over them. Scales gleaming black and green, her tail slicing the air like a whip. Laura’s voice trembled but remained resolute. She screamed as Elara took control and said the sacred. “BARIBEQWEM!” The sword flared with blue holy light and she slashed it across Damian’s side. He screamed collapsing forward, but only for a moment.

But now it felt as though I had only opened the door without earning the right to walk through it. I took a slow breath, forcing myself to calm down. Complaining wouldn't solve anything. If there was an answer, there was only one place I could get it. I raised my head. "System... why can't I summon my sword?" {Summoning failed. The Soul Bond has destabilized your spiritual authority. Your soul is currently weaker than the spirit dwelling within your weapon, rendering you unworthy of commanding its appearance. Strengthen your soul before attempting another summoning.}

I fired back. "Okay, I understand!" Sturbridge paused and the pounding on the door became more severe. "The spirits of dizziness. You are the goddess's daughter, you can summon any of the spirits." "How do I summon them?" I asked eagerly. "Just repeat this loudly. Hayjozzy, the spirit of dizziness, I summon you and your subjects to attack my enemies!" he relayed while I kept watching his mouth. "I summon you, Hayjozzy and your subjects, attack my enemies!" I called out loudly but nothing happened.

The copper coins which wrapped around his body kept on making crackling noises. “Listen to my order! Spirits of the sun, moon, and stars, the oldest of gods are invoked here! Great evil once resided in this body, set us free of this demon! I vanquish thee now with these words of peace!" Jabir spun the ash wood sword in his hand and chanted out loud. The wooden sword shot a red beam of fire at the general who was wrapped in copper coins as soon as he finished his words. Crack, crack, crack!