Novel & Cerita Sword Art Online Villain

It was obvious he was the better fighter, but when one of the two Villains shouted for help, three others came to join them. They were everywhere, outnumbering the Shark’s soldiers four to one. She needed to help. Glancing around, she picked up a sword from the hand of it’s dead owner. It was covered in blood, and something else she did not want to name. Striding forward, she lifted her sword arm to strike out at an enemy werewolf, but someone caught her waist from behind. Forgetting all her training on combat, she let her sword drop from her hand, as she reached out blindly slapping and scratching the face of the person who held her.

I hissed, feeling the searing heat bite into my hand as the cursed substance oozed closer to the hilt. Wenally’s smirk faltered when I didn’t drop the sword. I tightened my grip, ignoring the pain. Jason’s blood was fighting the enchantment, and I could feel it—a quiet, steady resistance pushing back against the corruption. I used her moment of hesitation to my advantage, swinging my blade with all my strength. The edge of my sword caught her armor, slicing through the leather and drawing blood.

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

His tongue darted out as he licked his sharp canines as he threatened in a thick husky voice, "It's over for that little cunt of yours! I hope you remember your safe word.” “Oh, believe me, it will be my pleasure to thrash you,” I voiced with contempt. “You are not my mate!” Whoosh! Cutting and snapping the blade, I swiped my sword at his shoulder in a speedy attack. Valen was too fast, making my timing off. He moved a whole arm’s length in that millisecond and shifted slightly, hitting my wrist with his left palm. His right fist came under my arm, heading straight for my rib. My pulse steadily increased as I dodged the blow by twisting my body away.

} Amused by the system's answer and nonchalant tone, she had thought she had put it in a tight spot but surprisingly it seemed indifferent at her threats. "Why shouldn't I do that? Like I said, I'm not scared of pain." {It isn't about you this time} "En. What is it about then?" {At your original world, moments before you were ejected, you promised someone on your swords honor. That if you were able to change their fate you won't hesitate doing so. Unless your honor and dignity as a swordswoman is worth nothing, and you are a person who goes back on their words, please do go into oblivion.}

Valdis warns. “I might be your child but I am not backing down. Now draw you sword,” I shout. "As you wish," Valdis forces out. The blade of Valdis’s sword screeches loudly against its sheath as he draws it out. As he points his sword at me, I shuffle to the side, awaiting his attack. He charges forward his sword smacking vehemently into mine. The force behind his blow causes me to skit back a couple of feet. I stand up straighter, planting my feet firmly to the ground just as he swivels in my direction. His eyes are ablaze with a passionate anger that resonates off his body. For a moment, I instinctually stiffen. He unleashes his aura nearly crushing me under the weight of his dominance. Cl

Slam. "A-all of it!" Johannes screamed through choking sobs. Alexander looked on contemptuously. He released Johannes' head and it let it fall to the floor with a satisfying plop. He scrutinized Johannes while he removed his gloves, allowing them to fall unceremoniously to the floor. Johannes' beating had done little to quell his anger, but if he went any farther he would certainly kill the man. If Johannes was a normal noble, he could probably get away with it. However, Johannes Chevalier was the sixth prince of Aristen. The blowback from killing him would create headaches for Alexander for years.

our velliam is doing breakfast with family and they talk about sword velliam you know that in our generation we have a khtana sword it is a sword with a great history my great grandfather was king he use that sword last night I found it in store room, now this is good time to transfer this sword to my next generation. yes now you will be the new owner of this sword thanks grandfather I will take good care of it well big bro i think that sword is cursed. the soul of king is still attached and if you use that sword you will have same fate as king. sorry but I can't do anything. but my mom can

Normal people could not compare to Valerio in terms of knowledge and experiences. Even Alba, who loved researching weapons since she was young, was miles away from Valerio. ‘This must be it! ‘This long red sword in front of me is definitely a first-rate Soulbound Weapon! ‘It’s even the best among first-rate Soulbound Weapons!’ Valerio had seen the two first-rate Soulbound Weapons the Fellowes family owned. They were nothing compared to this sword. This was surely a weapon qualified for a Sacred Saint. Unexpectedly, David’s master gave it to him.

The man had a logo of some animal welfare organization on his shirt. "But I paid you for my new pet! You can't take him away from me." Jes blinked innocently at the blad man while hugging that raccoon close to her chest protectively. "Yes I saw her paying you this huge amount of money." Sage said while parting her arms wide, the action made her assets bounce. Raphael instantly looked away uncomfortably. God! That woman had abnormally large breasts for her small figure. "That was a donation. Those animals are not for sale. And I had explained that to your friend before both of you stole that raccoon and ran off." The blad man snarled defensively.