Sword And Magic Novels & Stories

The man was elevated above ground level, he gasped for air desperately. “What is happening?”, the lady cried out, “Someone tell me something, please my child, my child speak to me…” The man struggled against the invisible hold, Cedric lifted his sword to the sky and admired it for a moment. It was forged with magic, long and it’s blade was as sharp as a lion’s tooth with the ability to cut through bone. Then in a clean swipe he cut through his neck sending his head flying, blood splattered everywhere even on Cedric and the old lady.

He then directed such mighty power towards his sword, and its blade started to emit embers to start a flame. And with their right hands linked in their only sword, the poten magic they gifted upon the blade spark a powerful fire, blessed with the hues of the rising sun that will brought dawn towards the dark shadows in their way. The sword blazed with majestic flames like a red flower blooming out in the sea of cold snow, defying the laws of nature. Evan could feel the hot arson brushing in his fingers, and the powerful magic that Mayari bestowed in the weapon they both wield.

The man said as his fighting spirit rose. “Let's fight far from here.” Ding Bang said as he looked at everyone's scared face. “Why? Are you afraid that these weak maggots got implicated?” The man smirked. He raised his right hand up in the air, a majestic black sword with dragon engraved on it appeared. Mysterious words were written on its blade up to its hilt. Its sharp edge shines in cold luster with faint diamond aura surrounding it. An indication that his sword was a Triple S rank item.

Muhuang Tianling was injured as well. The offensive power of the Saber Intent and the Sword Intent was too terrifying. They were really invincible. The sword and saber could break all magic arts. No matter what kind of magical power the two ancestors used, they would be cracked by the Saber Intent and the Sword Intent. Moreover, the Rusted Sword and the Devil Saber were both divine weapons, containing great mysteries. Even the defense of a God Realm Master could not resist such a degree of attack head-on. This made the two ancestors feel flustered and go crazy.

I don't know how long can I endure standing here acting as bait and why are they taking so long to attack the beast. I can't wait anymore, so I decided to make the first move. I waved my right hand and release the sword that was forged by a famous blacksmith the Devil's hand. I was about to swing it onto the beast when one of its heads bites into my right arm. The sword immediately drops to the ground and disappeared. The sword is specially designed for me alone and I am the only one who can wield it. The sword will disappear if it is no longer in my possession and I am the only one who can summon it.

I was watching her practice with her swords and when she sensed me, she lost her focus and grazed my leg. "You are very good with these," I said, getting to my feet and almost stumbled but she caught me, our eyes locked for a whole minute but she averted my gaze. "Yes," "I didn't even know people still use swords," I was trying to make up any conversation with her, I didn't want to leave just yet, however, the mage seemed to be in a hurry to send me off. "They are magical and deadly weapons, if it were a human I pierced, they'd be dead," She sighed and I nodded. I sat back down on the bench, inhaling the fresh air. Their territory was beautiful indeed with blooming flowers and nice gardens.

"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.

I answered emphasizing the p. "Good, wouldn't expect that of you," she said with a smile. Cassidy lifted her knife and I lifted my sword, imagining my fire and then letting it envelope the weapon. I tried not to look too shocked myself, because I wasn't sure if I could do that kind of magic yet. But my sword was consumed in fire and I held it in front of me in a defensive stance as Cassidy yelled. She swung her knife, jumping down toward me. My sword hit her knife, cutting it in half from the extreme heat.

“That is good, really. You two need each other.” “When are we getting the sword lessons?” Aurora looked at Lyka. Lyka had promised them sword lessons. Also promised to teach them some basic magic spells, very basic – for they only had a nick of power in each right now. But Shalom had said that he would help to hone it, to perfect what little they had. It was such an unfair battle, to face against a sorcerer who had immeasurable power of magic, the power what the devil had signed to him and they had to fight with so little. Sword, fist, wit, basic spells.