Novel & Cerita Sword God In A World Of Magic

Each long sword costs 500 gold coins. As legal professions are rare, magical equipment is particularly expensive in this world. A ring that can cast the first level spell 'Mage Armour' costs 500 coins, a second level spell costs 2,000 coins and a third level spell costs 6,000 coins. From the third level, it cannot be replenished automatically and must be replenished by a caster of the appropriate level. Even if ordinary magical equipment is not used, it will reach the end of its life in about a hundred years, so it is simply not affordable for ordinary nobles.

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.

Opposite to her magic circle, the one that was just casted a second ago was crimson red and radiating a demonic energy. It countered her spell by reversing the effects and the target of every drops of holy light. Instead of killing the demons, it killed angels and grim repears inside the range. Thea stared at the man steadily flying from a kilometer away. "It's the Sloth," She said. Sloth dashed to the ground as soon as he spotted a familiar face. He picked up the chopped head of the angel who gave the sword to Mara's friend. Although half of it was already burnt, he still recognized her because of her unpleasant scent.

Sahar frowned tightly as he looked at the small gap in his executioner’s sword. Then, he looked up at the red long sword in David’s hand. The sword was intact and there was no damage to it. ‘It can cut into my executioner’s sword with one blow while remaining unharmed. What kind of magical weapon is this?’ “Your sword is good!” “Of course!” David waved his sword and pointed it directly at Sahar. “I will not let you rely on the superiority of your weapon any longer.” After Sahar finished speaking, a huge golden giant emerged from the sky.

This move will usually make the opponent mistakenly predict the direction of the attack so that the sword slash will absolutely hit the opponent's body. BUUUGGGG!!!! One punch hit Zhou Fu's solar plexus. "Uhuk!" Zhou Fu coughed for a while. His head was like being struck by an electric current so his agile movements could be greatly countered by an enemy who was even silent and unarmed. In fact, Zhou Fu received a heavy blow before his sword managed to make a slash. “All enemies that fall within my spell realm will have a power that's a fingernail of mine. Never mind a god, once in my spell realm, he's just a little mouse in a lion's den! Ha ha ha!"

She chuckled, “He needs to be taught a lesson one that only you can do that, because he is less concerned about the company or throne than he is with you, he loves you” My eyes widen as I sucked in a harsh breath, “No!” I exclaimed. That is impossible. Sage is too inhumane and ruthless, he doesn’t even have the heart, to begin with, I am very sure he made a deal with the devil. “I know my son, He lost his spark even more than he did when She left him when you had gone. Lyra you bring out the wolf in him and keep him on the edge” She explains, “The way he looks at you, I don’t need to say more”

If it would have been a normal sword, it would not be able to do anything to harm him but that sword of his was laced with a special and powerful kind of spell for ending and protection against any kind of diabolic and mystical powers. "What were you doing here in my territory?" He questioned him. In reply, the couple heard the warlock groaning in extreme amounts of pain before his eyes snapped towards them. Charcoal tears were rolling down from his darkened eyes which were penetrating deeper inside their souls. Aria clutched her mate's hands tightly as soon as she saw his inky eyes gazing at her belly. Slade gritted his teeth before placing his the tip of his sword at his neck "What were yo

"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.

I fought alongside Cain, our magic entwined in a deadly dance, as we pushed back the enemy forces. Amidst the chaos, I spotted a figure lunging toward Cain, sword raised high. Time seemed to slow as I stretched my hand out, desperation lending strength to my voice. “Stop!” I cried, and at that moment, lightning streaked across the sky, striking the assailant’s weapon. The blade shattered into pieces, leaving Cain unharmed. It was a reminder that my powers had been restored, and I marveled at the wonder of it all.