Sword Art Online Story Novels & Stories

He spat the blood as his only response to the Grand Hunter. Lorath twisted a smirk on his lips. “You’re too proud for your own good.” He raised his broadsword into the air and said, “I’ll be the one to put an end to your bloodline once and for all.” —[Sword of Wolf Hirashi]— Raeherys had to cover his eyes as the broadsword flashed brightly along with the triangular mark on Lorath’s chest. The light shone in gold as the weapon absorbed the energy from his chest.

After a second, he extended his hand to him and ordered, "Hand me your sword, Alexander." Commander obeyed his order and pulled out his sword from the leather casing and placed it at his hand without hesitation. Nrikawn stared at the sword, then held it skillfully by his palm. "Alex, a war is just like an art, which you can't leave unfinished. In a war, there is no maybe," he swung the sword in the air, it stopped an inch away from his neck. "If I kill you now, what is going to happen? Are you going to live or die? Or maybe something else?"

“Because of you … my mother died! Alice died!” “Your attempt to make me guilty for killing the weak is useless,” Terrowin said, keeping a blank expression. “The lives of the weak mean nothing to me.” Arth grunted as the white ribbons of alar surrounding the king shoved his sword that he had to reel back. He remembered what the Chief had told him before … that he could never win a fight with hatred. So he had to calm himself down. ‘That must be the king’s enchanted sword … Frostbane, the one Lucas have mentioned,’ Arth thought as the strings of alar compressed, forming into a long sword. It had twice the length of Blackwinter, having a white blade and a blue handle.

But if they were too slow, another ghost would possess the body parts, and the battle would continue. That was the moment when David remembered something from his youth. A particular MMORPG with a crazy story, crazy quests, and curious weapons. He immediately searched the internet to confirm, and after a couple of minutes, he smiled brightly. "Bingo. Wizards stop what you're doing. I'll need more of you on this project. Smith 1 and Smith 2, come here too." ---

The blade gleamed with a brilliant silver light, its edge shimmering with a promise of sharpness. The blood sword! I exclaimed internally, astonished by the fact that I had successfully conjured the legendary weapon known to be wielded by a valiant warrior from Cairos—a neighboring nation to Springgan. Apollo had shared stories about it, expressing his dream to create such a weapon one day. Empowered by the gauntlet, I held the blood sword with ease. The blade's edge gleamed, a testament to its lethal potential. Just as the icy shield surrounding me shattered, the dominus seized the opportunity to consume me. Its jaws opened wide as it lunged towards me. Reacting swiftly, I positioned the sw

They didn’t stick around to watch the wedding rituals even it might be amusing. When they finally arrived at the square, a whole range of people from all backgrounds gathered together for the entertainment. There were sorts of gossip and talking, from what Joy could hear that it was about a well-known sword. A swordsmith had been in the market for almost 80 years to wait for someone to pull the sword out, and for years many brave knights tried to pull it out, they were all failed, but a teenager had succeeded today. Joy fought her way through the crowds with Sunshine, and she could not believe what she had seen.

“I trained in swordsmanship for thirty years! I became a Sword Saint and a God of War ten years ago!” “You’re so young! How are you even stronger than me?!” “This is wrong!” Miyata couldn’t accept the fact that he lost against the young man in front of him. “What’s so wrong about it?” Harvey walked up and tapped Miyata in the face. “You know I’m the prince of South Light, and you also know my identity as Mordu’s Longmen branch leader.” “That said, you’re missing one more identity.” “Why don’t you take a guess?”

Suddenly, he jumped into the air and yelled, "Boundless heaven and earth, universal Storm of Swords!" The weather immediately changed. The light from the Unsullied Sword grew multiple times brighter and produced countless sword illusions that danced around Xiao Chen. The tightly condensed sword lights bounced off the whiteness of the snow. The crowd below gasped in shock. The Storm of Swords was one of the most abstruse sword arts among the cultivation sects. A perfected spell could alarm even gods and ghosts in the world. It was capable of turning opponents into dust at once.

sneered the swordsman, driving his blade mercilessly into the man’s back, piercing through to his belly. “My husband!” screamed the woman in anguish, clutching her daughter tightly as tears streamed down her face. The little girl’s wailing soon joined her mother’s cries, filling the night with sorrow. “Finish them all! I must return to Leader Huang,” the swordsman declared coldly, yanking his blade free from the lifeless body at his feet. The man wearing a black headband, emblazoned with two downward-curving golden lines, burst forward with lightning speed toward the circle of swordsmen who were besieging a lone warrior of the Sacred Dragon Sect.

I was so angry that I instantly called to talk to the Luna of the pack but found her and their Alpha out of the town on some business trip, hence, gotta chance to talk to their beta. He was also informed of the situation, apparently, the boy was also scared and had reported to their beta. He said that he found the sword on the way back towards the pack after having a run in the forest. Since the design was unique and the blade was hidden between the wooden plates, he didn’t know it was the silver and took it out to poke Oliver with it when it got stabbed.