Novel & Cerita Sword Art Online

Harvey's face was twisted with rage, he channeled all his martial arts strength into the heavy sword through his right arm. The sword's edge exuded a gleam that was over a foot long and it shimmered brilliantly. It was clear that Harvey had lost all his patience; his only desire was to kill the man in front of him and to avenge past humiliations. Immediately, he thrust his sword toward Woody and aimed for a fatal blow. Whoosh! The blade's edge cut through the air with a sharp whistle, it was swift as a gale and fierce as lightning. "Quick, look! That's the Iron Sword Sect's most powerful technique, 'The West Strike!'"

Sophie stood beside me, her eyes wide with excitement. "Today, we will explore different types of weapons and find out which ones are most suitable for each of you," Scarllet announced, a mischievous gleam in her eyes. "Lina, why don't you start with the sword?" I eagerly nodded, taking a step forward to pick up an elegant sword with a silver hilt. It felt surprisingly natural in my grip as I swung it through the air, testing its weight and balance. Scarllet watched me closely, nodding in approval.

From sadness into happiness in a short time, she was one of the experts. "What weapon do you like?" "Twin swords, I like two for play." "System! Active blacksmith and making one Sword." Tink! The menu options release. "What state need to imbue?" "Strength." Tink! One weapon done, imbue sword strength success. Tink! State sword release. Name : Sword Strength : 10 "Spelling?" She talking alone, with little voice till her ears can't be listening to herself. "Try this Sword." The weapon out from thin air, he takes it and gives it to Cleo Nie.

"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.

Minos ordered Rei, "I got this." Rei dashed out of the room as Minos tried to take his own swing. The tall drow parried and dodged as well. They danced around each other in the big chamber, minding the exhibits that surrounded them. Swing. Parry. Dodge. Minos could tell from the tall drow's stance and moves that he is as good as him with the sword.

Due to their work, they rarely saw each other and since Vailan is occupied with the east monsters, he is ordering Duke Schit to kill them before they maximize in number. The sword that Vailan gave to her, from the Seven Mountains, has been serving her for over a week already. Vailan called for mages to quickly dissipate Mr. Sword’s toxins and poisons in his body and now he’s standing beside Dallan. His white sword hung around his waist with his arms crossed. Although he doesn’t have a kind manner, at least his skills are far better than any knight. Of course, Dev and he might be on par in terms of strength and skills.

Sir William, who was on the edge of the abyss, was staggering, and could scarcely have the strength to hold the shield, which slid across his chest, yet those on the edge cried out to be the same William of old again, and these words seemed to enchanted, coming from the throats of the comrades who wanted to see him again the same swordsman worthy of the knightly girdle, immediately the sharpest eye would have seen a murmur of encouragement floating on William's lips, and a fierce light in his eyes, which aimed his eyes d'Ampezzo who avoided their way. At the first touch of the swords, William retaliated briskly, and the spectators began to murmur quietly about the new champion, at the second

It’s the distraction I need from trying to drain the damn male myself but the burn in my throat won’t go away any time soon. I'm able to swiftly move out of the way, and Tate's father of all people is there waiting with a stake and I can only assume he was on in this little plan. Suddenly at least a dozen other Shadows all appear, many are our best warriors. Baby vampire after baby vampire comes out of nowhere at us, and we take them all down. When I can catch my breath, I’m completely covered in blood and guts, and I bend to try and wipe my sword on a corpse’s back.

There were around a thousand of them, but Harriet held them by herself with her . The swords and the spears from all around Almandine City, even outside of it, had floated and started to glow with purple . All of them formed a thousand upon thousand of and , ready to pierce into the Wyvern's body. Behind her, Orcenal vomited blood. He fell to his knees, and his body started to glow and disintegrate into thousands of light particles. While Harriet's eyes glowed in golden and purple light, maintaining her connection with Liam, as well as preparing the biggest in the history of mankind.

We had to succeed. The clash of swords, the cries of the wounded, and the shouts of commands were heard all over the air. In the midst of this chaos, I faced Arit, the formidable warlord of the Rare breeds. She moved with a deadly grace, her every strike precise and powerful. I parried her blows, feeling the weight of each clash, shake through my body.