Sword Art Online Game Lost Song Novels & Stories

The other children accepted this perfectly reasonable battle strategy without question and charged off toward their imaginary enemy, waving sticks and shouting battle cries that were far more enthusiastic than threatening. Kaelor watched them with his arms folded across his chest, a faint smile tugging at his mouth. “You’ve just been replaced,” he murmured when I stepped closer. I glanced at him. “I noticed.” “Our son gave away the only sword he owns.” “He also armed his ally. Strategic thinking.” “You’re encouraging him.” “I might be.” “You shouldn’t.” “I probably shouldn’t.” Neither of us could keep a straight face. Our eyes met, and for a heartbeat the years between us thinned like mist.

The wind didn't taste like ozone; it tasted like salt and damp earth. I felt the ground beneath me. It was hard. It was cold. It was Permanent. "Did we do it?" Selene asked, her voice trembling. Rowan looked around. He touched his face, feeling the grit of real sand on his skin. He looked at his obsidian blade—it was gone. In its place was a simple, heavy iron sword. "We're offline," Rowan said, a look of pure, shocked wonder on his face. "We’re really, truly offline."

Morien’s voice echoes through the bond. “I can’t!” A voice from the ocean calls out. "Choose one." “What?” "Choose one!" The water trembles around us. I can’t have all four. The sword will only bind to one mate. “But I need all of them,” I say, shaking. The sword begins to sink deeper into the stone as its glow fade. “It's rejecting you!” Miriam chokes. “Choose!” “I can’t!” The sea begins closing in. The parted waters surge back toward us. The sword goes cold and the voice fades.

A gleaming sword with a sharp edge and well crafted hilt caught my eye. "Not that one," Frakas said, noticing my gaze. "That's too good for a rogue." "I need the best if I have any chance," I insisted, wrapping my fingers around the hilt. Frakas shrugged. "Your funeral." As I tried to lift the sword, the weight of it caught me by surprise. My arms trembled and before I could adjust my grip, I lost balance and fell on my butt and everyone started laughing at me. "Not so tough now, are you?" the female warrior taunted.

Niamh, her voice tinged with awe, whispered, "The Song of the Ancients? Could it be guiding us again, leading us to the Serpent?" Malachi, his eyes scanning the illuminated patterns, responded, "It's possible. In every challenge we've faced, the Song has been our compass. Maybe it's not just a beacon but a bridge between us and the ancient allies." Liora, her form casting a soft glow, intoned, "The Song is both a guide and a protector. Its notes carry the weight of eons, the hopes of countless guardians before you. Trust in it, and it will illuminate your path."

Her brows were slightly frowned as she was understanding why he was being too considerate or was it not considerate? The Flaming Red Fire of Lava is a very powerful sword that can kill thousands of people with one swift move. It can even end hundreds of lives of monsters. It was so strong that everyone wanted it, but it came to an end when Vailan, when he was still a Crown Prince, got it out of accident and no one has seen its appearance after that.

The only problem was what I would use to hit it. I couldn’t draw NightSword. Not only was the sword’s legend so tightly woven with both fact and fiction, it was said to belong only to rightful alphas of the packs. It had been passed down from dynasty to dynasty, making its way safely from father to son until it was lost almost five hundred years ago. A while back, I would’ve called the Sword’s tale make-believe. Not now. Not when I found and bonded it.

Yet, there is only an assessable amount of it. “It takes years to yield a fine sword and you are saying you lost them in just a single night?! You useless FOOL!” Yeah, I am getting used to his scowls and yells that convey no concern about a single lost life. He only cares more about what could save him. And now that the swords are lost, I might as well take that as an opportunity to rest for a while, and find a way to severe this freaking pact. ---and just eliminate him already.

Leonard let out a long howl when the light condensed to its peak, and the sword light slashed down in anger. Swoosh! Boom! Endless starlights blazed out from the Sound of Heavenly Stars Sword fell from the sky like countless meteors. Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Every starlight was a sharp sword light. Every sword light was also dazzling starlight. "Sorcery… Grand sorcery!"

Kayson nodded and said, “Mr. Hamilton Sr. is still alive and passed down Heavenless to me. “However, I don’t have a sword that is strong enough because ordinary swords can’t withstand my strength. I need a sword that is strong enough to wield the technique. “I’m already fully trained, so if I can land a strike on the opponent… perhaps it might be effective.” Warren said in excitement, “Heavenless! I didn’t expect that a matchless sword technique like this has yet to vanish from this world! If you really are skilled in it, I believe that you will stand a chance to break the man’s Steel Screen!” Warren appeared to be unusually excited. “Let’s go! I’m taking you to Admiralporium’s weapon wareho