Sword Empire Novels & Stories

*Jaedon’s POV* “You’re saying war?” My best friend and Beta, Peter Normandy raised his eyebrows at me. Peter and I had met when we were children. Our pack, Snow Creek, had taken over his own pack Everforest. Now, the remaining joined us and pledged their loyalty. It hasn’t been a terrible thing for them though. We didn’t have to kill anyone. Their Alpha had been sick and the sickness was spreading. He asked us to take over the healthy of their pack so it wouldn’t have to die off. Our Alpha at the time obliged.

Huge crimson warships, like huge sea beasts jumping out of the water, descended from the void on the mountain gate of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect. These giant warships were as majestic as mountains and cast shadows on the ground. "They are Rive Warships of the River Palace!" Seeing these warships, someone exclaimed. River Warships was a kind of war monster used for long-distance expeditions. It was a combination of the high-level refined weapons and the inscription formation. It was a war machine with terrible fighting power and the ability to carry people and things. Such a strategic weapon would only appear in the holy wars previously. In peaceful times, very few super sects would use s

My grip tightens on the hilt of the weapon as I prepare myself for the impending clash. Surrounded by a few Embers, I catch a glimpse of Sora's fiery ginger hair nearby, her expression, that of shock. Stepping forward, I swing my sword, but he dodges with impressive agility. As the clash of steel filled the air, each strike reverberated through the training square like a thunderous drumbeat. Thrystan moved with the grace of a seasoned warrior, his movements fluid and precise, a testament to his years of training and combat experience in the Wreath.

Alexander wielded his sword, unleashing over 10 crescent-shaped sword energies, each slicing through the air with a sharp, piercing sound. These were not mere probes but the most powerful strikes his regular sword techniques could produce. A series of explosions echoed as the sword energies collided with Shayla's staff, all of them being deflected without harming anyone. At this moment, judging by the aura she emanated, Shayla had firmly stepped into the ranks of a pinnacle semi-Empyrean. This battle formation could transfer power, making it quite formidable.

’ everybody assumed impatiently. Tension of the crowd was aroused in alarm, their hearts raced with unwelcoming anticipation. Finally, a figure emerged from the huge waves as a victor, the sword of Eryndor– Eryndor, exhausted but triumphant, his Conch shell still clutched in his hand.

Cameo asked from behind me as I stepped into the air-conditioned space. I ignored him. My fingers drifted lazily over the weapons. Metal kissing my skin, while one name burned through my mind. Abel Roshid. “Sir?” “Cameo, do as I’ve said.” My voice cut in, cold and final. His heavy sigh followed, then the sound of the door closing behind him. When I was alone, I picked the flick blade with serrated edges. Unsheathed it and ran my thumb along the ridges, feeling every bite of it. A dark smile curled on my face.

“He won’t put his sister in harm’s way.” Omen cleared his throat and Jake turned to look at him. “When I was recruited to the Warriors, I had to be sponsored by a permanent member of the club to prospect. It was the same for Weasel, Rebel, and Shadow. Are we going to stick to that or how are we going to recruit new prospects since we currently don’t have any?”

I said to the archers and Caelum's Solar Knights guarding the gate towers, "prepare your repeating crossbows. The moment those engines crash into the ravine, we drop the portcullis and ride out." Maya drew her broken imperial sword once more, white plasma blazing blindingly along the edge, her golden eyes fixed upon the imperial army trapped between two foes: "Let us teach the Southern Empire what happens when you march war upon the den of a she‑wolf fresh from her whelping."

She said don’t worry I will heal you. He asked what made you stand on the sword and felt comfortable. I couldn’t answer I just looked at him. He said my son don’t you ever underestimate the power of the bully sword. Whatever it wants to do no man or power can stop it. Do you know that a bully sword can repair itself in case it breaks? If it breaks the command, it to repair itself and it would obey your command. Daddy s it possible for someone to have access to the bully sword? No, the bully sword has been specially designed in the celestial word for only chanters. It is not easy for someone somewhere to get it.

Emily said to Eddie and Eddie smiled at her. "Give it up Emily, you are never going to win". Eddie said to Emily. "Never!". Emily yelled at him. Eddie and Emily were fighting in the air. Emily was also holding a sword but not as powerful as the ancient gladius. Emily kicked Eddie and Eddie landed from the sky with a loud thud. Eddie was weak, Emily landed beside him, ready to strike him with her sword but Eddie countered her with the ancient gladius. Eddie fired her with lightning and fire which hit her so bad that she wailed.