Novel & Cerita Sword Art Online Fan Art

A crest gleamed on his chest plate: the Moonveil Citadel emblem, a silver wolf's head wreathed in thorns, symbol of an ancient order long whispered in legends. In his grip, he wielded a sword that sang of forgotten forges—a massive greatsword with a blade as long as a man's arm, etched with glowing runes that pulsed like veins of starlight. The hilt wrapped in blackened leather, guarded by a crossbar shaped like crossed fangs, it hummed with arcane power, cleaving through monster hides as if they were parchment. Each swing arced with devastating force, severing limbs and heads in sprays of dark ichor, the warrior pivoting seamlessly, boots sinking into the mire without falter. He fought alon

Even if they would still respond if the master only used their energy. Rion's sword was named Zephyr. The 'gentle breeze', even though the attack was not anything gentle at all. It was always deadly, but with the minimum wound. This is how Rion could show a little compassion to those who fell as his enemies. A quick, merciful death.

His figure blurred as he appeared before Sam. A weathered longsword materialized in his hand, its surface etched with intricate arcane symbols. As energy poured into the blade, the runes blazed with golden light, radiating terrifying pressure. "This is the Suncrest Sect's sword technique—Sunpiercer Arc!" With a sharp shout, Marcellus swung his sword. A streak of golden energy tore across the sky, whistling as it sliced straight toward Sam. He poured every ounce of his power into the strike. The blade of light tore through the stone, carving a jagged trench in its wake. The air shimmered and roared, heat radiating in scorching waves.

' Swoosh! Everyone's eyes were on Darryl. The guests were all displeased when Darryl sat at the VIP section. They wanted to see Darryl embarrassed when they realized that Lucas wanted to make things difficult for Darryl. 'F*ck!' Darryl frowned; he swore in his heart. 'This idiot must be nuts! I don't even know you, yet you kept coming for me.' Darryl looked at the long saber on the exhibition platform and said, "This Blue category long saber has a sharp edge, and it has an intimidating chill aura. It is no wonder that this is a Famed Sword Manor weapon. Not bad at all."

Evading them are not the right thing to do now. They cannot hide on the trunk of the trees either, since the arrows can penetrate it. "Sword art tenth form; dragon's scale" Nicholai chanted. E.J's eyes fixed to Nikki who slashes all the arrows in such extravagant speed. The arrows he slashes are been reflected back to where it came from. This is the first time, he seen Nikki, used its ability. *sword art: it is an art applicable to those being who are exceptionally true weilder of sword. An art where you can perform magic with a sword.*

I conceded. “…I heard it,” Kuroyuki added. Hearing Kuroyuki’s remark, August inadvertently leaks out a troubled expression. …Of course he would. Star Falling Sword Arts— is a modern swordsmanship from the western region, which uses rapier and longsword. Inspired by the constellations, the founder of the Star Falling Sword Arts conceived a total of 88 constellation styles. Learning either 2 from the 88 is already more than enough to deal against bullets from a rifle, and thus— many well-refined swordsmen from the western region are the disciples of the Star Falling Sword Arts.

"I need range or AOE Attacks…T.A.S you got suggestions?..HMPH!!...." An Imp monster got pummel to death by my combo jab which aiming for it's head whilst my right wand swiftly carving a slash into a nearby hulking rampaging Minotaurus. [Use a Magic Artefact or Guns..Or create a Swords Art that capable to deal a damage from range..based on the current situations I reckon you create a swords art…Incoming Cursed attack 10 meter north.]. (T.A.S) "HUP!!..…Can I create it?…how?..".

I whispered. The tattoo of the Aurora Sword in its dagger form slid up my leg and torso then down my arm. It materialized in my hand. I sliced my finger and dripped the blood on the page. The blood turned into a pair of pink wings with a black and white sword crisscrossed through them. "I'm glad we have a deal. We will send reinforcements to your territories edge to keep The Grange at bay." Archer stood. "It is nice to have met you... You know, I didn't get your name."

From her straight long legs and straight long jet black hair to her striking brown eyes and sparkling aura, I almost forget that she was a butterfly just a few minutes ago. She has on a very short purple skirt hugging her small curves with a small top made with the same soft material. A black quiver holding purple arrows hangs over her shoulders as she holds firmly onto a black bow in her right hand, a big shiny silver sword in her left. A very beautiful warrior, almost like an artist’s masterpiece.

Asura shouted loudly. He broke through the flames and rushed to the fire man. He threw two fists that sent the fire man flying. Both his arms had been enveloped by the fire demon's hands. Arya Santanu's eyes also turned blood red. His two fangs also showed their sharp teeth. "I understand!" Dewi Sari Kencana gripped her sword tightly. She glided on her ice skates and formed an ice path in the air to approach the Fire Man. "Ice sword technique, ice storm slash!"