Sword Dynasty Novels & Stories

He drew his sword and cut him down, but when Nya turned back to Slate, she could see it might be too late. The dragon king was sinking to his knees, blood staining his shirt as the life began to drain out of his eyes.

said Zhan and slowly closed in like a predator that was stalking his prey. He drew his sword, which had the narrow and curvy design of a Huzhidian blade. Even though the blade was small and light, it was still considered one of the strongest and best of all the Nine Kingdoms' weapons—a source of pride for Huzhidis, who saw their swords as a living being. He pointed his sword towards Akana, who could do nothing but glare at him. He could not gather any energy to run, but he staggered himself towards the edge and grimaced as he realized where he was. He was at the top of Hexagon.

We parted and Prince Folen looked and nodded towards his parents and brother and nodded. He then started to chant, I didn't know or understand the words he said but I could feel the power starting to build, as the chanting continued there was a silver line that started to spread between the different tokens. When the line got to my token I felt a strong pull. Prince Folen at this point picked up the knife and in one quick movement he sliced his palm, he continued to chant and passed me the knife. It was now my turn to cut my palm, I helf the blade against my skin and felt a sharp sting as I pulled the blade down.

The drow squirmed in pain and Minos swung the handle of his sword and smacked it's pommel right into the drow's temple. The drow staggered back before dropping and kneeling. Minos then grabbed his head and smashed it on his knee. Feeling groggy, the tall draw struggled to stay upright. Minos kicked his sword arm and his blade fell, clattering away across the floor. "See, now I'm taller than you." Minos said. He raised his blade up, ready to thrust it's pointy end down on his opponent's shoulder blade when he felt something tugged on his belt. Minos failed to notice the drow pull out Rei's dagger from his waist, and all his eyes managed to see was him using it to stab his thigh.

He slammed right into a large stone wall, his body trembling. “H-How could I be injured? It shouldn’t be… ugh! This sword!” The little dragon realized that the sword piercing his body was the Dragon Conqueror’s Sword—a sword capable of draining a dragon’s blood—but how could the Blood Sect possess it? He recognized the person who owned this sword; the little dragon’s expression changed as he stared at the Eighth Elder. “Da Bo, is that you?” the little dragon shouted, staring at the Eighth Elder, who was smiling broadly.

From there he watched. He watched the weapon fire. He watched the Circle rise in answer. He watched the dragons retaliate not with annihilation, but with precision. And then he watched something he did not understand at all. Mercy. Draynor ships landing in fractured cities. Dragon healers kneeling in rubble. Flame used not to consume but to mend. Sereth had been forged as a weapon. Bound. Conditioned. His power was harvested and directed for centuries by Dawlya hands that feared him as much as they depended on him.

As the sword swung down, Princess Chu screamed in refusal to accept Tian Sen’s death and tried to stop the villain, but he clearly didn’t care—he was already too angry and filled with hatred for Tian Sen. Swish… SLASSSHHHH… “Hehehe, you’re finally… Eh? Why didn’t it cut through?” The criminal was shocked to see that his sword hadn’t reached Tian Sen’s neck; strangely, he saw his sword and hand flying away from him. When he came to his senses again, his hand had been severed by a black sword with a dragon symbol on its hilt. The man’s expression immediately shifted to one of excruciating pain; he even writhed on the ground.

BOOOMMMM The giant sword struck the black dragon, and not only did it strike, but a thousand swords pierced the black dragon's body like bullets, leaving holes in its stomach. The black dragon's gaze couldn't believe what it was seeing. How could it have come to this after waiting so long for its rebirth? It hated it, but it couldn't do anything about its defeat, especially since that defeat was caused by Long Chen, the original owner of the body it was using. But for some reason, it also felt happy about the death it had received, its eyes gazing at the dragon emperor who now looked weakened in the sky. Suddenly, he felt pity for the dragon emperor. Inside him was a figure that even demons

Under the thunderous onslaught, their defense was like a lone boat in the vast ocean, constantly facing the danger of overturning. The situation seemed precarious, and Adrian quickly assessed the current state of affairs. He knew that in the current circumstances, staying idle might lead to the possibility of death. Monster Slayer Island collapsed, revealing the hidden Monster Slayer Blade within. "This sword is the weapon of the unparalleled powerhouse, the Cyan Warrior. The divine sword has a spirit and possesses profound mysteries. It's not something that just anyone can master. Those who aren’t strong enough will be overwhelmed by the sword's backlash!" Rayhan explained.

It is rumoured that the dragon sword's aura eliminates the regeneration of beings . " T-This... What are you doing? Kill her already!" Scarlett shouted, impatiently. Her nervousness overjoyed me to kill more of her remaining knights. I unsheathed another sword which was called Soul reaper. The mysterious sword that Drystan gave me before going into the battlefield. " Thanks to him, I can wipe out even the souls of these pathetic blood suckers," I cursed, slashing off the last black hood knight's head. His soul evaporated leaving only the dust of ashes.