Sword Magic Novels & Stories

During work, he kept his head down, but at home, he needed to vent. Unable to release it in bed, he chose another way—violence. He was addicted to it, and he enjoyed hurting people. At first, he would find excuses to argue before hitting. Later, even a glance could set him off. Sometimes it was a cup. Sometimes a chair. When she saw me, she grabbed my arm. The first thing she said shocked me. “Emma, you were reborn too, weren’t you?”

She smiled, “That would be great.” We walked to the kitchen, so that I could finish supper, when I saw another group of dark warlocks outside, trying to see in. I launched daggers at them and they all dropped. Lori asked, “How do you do that?” I laughed, “I have a bunch of daggers and spears premade so that I can do that. I tell the weapons where to stab them, and they do it.” She smiled, “That is such an amazing ability. I bet it has come in handy. I smiled, “It has. They are made of ice, but they don’t melt until I use them. Then they melt immediately. They are invisible to the enemy, but I have a spell on them that will make them melt immediately if anyone but me touches them or hands the

A bright network of illuminating embers danced through the blade of the sword like a crack of lightning. Alicia was taken aback. Daito launched the sword through the opening with immense force, like a javelin. The sword zipped through the hole with an unimaginable speed. The vurhan squeezed out one last shriek before falling to the ground lifeless. Slejj draped his arms in exhaustion, dissolving the shield, revealing the vurhan before them with half of its head missing. The sword managed to saver half its head off with sheer force. It pierced through several trees that were unfortunate enough to be standing behind the vurhan. The faint glow of the sword could be seen into the darkness, stuck

The man said as his fighting spirit rose. “Let's fight far from here.” Ding Bang said as he looked at everyone's scared face. “Why? Are you afraid that these weak maggots got implicated?” The man smirked. He raised his right hand up in the air, a majestic black sword with dragon engraved on it appeared. Mysterious words were written on its blade up to its hilt. Its sharp edge shines in cold luster with faint diamond aura surrounding it. An indication that his sword was a Triple S rank item.

I roared and snarled, reaching behind the top of my spine and sinking my nails into my flesh. Long ago as a gift, my birth mother crafted a sword from my spine magically. It's a part of me that I can easily dig out from the top of my back, pulling out the magical Slayer Rhachis! The sword that pierces through any magically created realms or protection barriers and having my dark magic and demonic energy pulsating through the crafted destruction made it hard to wield, so it's barely used unless my enemy's magic becomes a challenge. I grunted feeling the blade slithering out of my back and Sylest turns around and snickers my way. After teleporting in front of her way and causing her to stop wa

She speaks cooly "Then I should begin the first test" She looks at Parthib, who gazes at her sadly near the doorstep and smirks spinning the handle of her sword just with her fingers. Everyone stares at her fragile fingers astonished. 'How could those thin fingers be strong enough to even lift that huge sword?! And she is spinning it as if spinning some bamboo stick! Did she learn 'Silambam' before?! Because I have only seen the Masters of Silambam art spinning the sticks this skillfully!' (Silambam is a weapon-based martial art that originated in modern Tamil Nadu. It's basically using a Bamboo stick as your weapon!)

He had two knives in his hands now and before Slither could even blink, Jake stabbed each knife into his shoulders. “Any last words, Slither?” “Who the fuck are you?” Slither asked him with a grimace. “Wrath.” Jake pulled the knives from his shoulders and turned the blades, swiping them across Slither’s throat. Blood sprayed over Jake’s face, and when he turned around, his eyes looked lifeless. He walked past Weasel, back in the direction of where they left the van, and Weasel jogged to catch up with him. Neither man said a word and Jake climbed into the back of the van, leaned against the doorframe and closed his eyes.

The air around her crackled with raw power as she turned back towards the attackers, her fear morphing into a blinding rage. With a scream that seemed to shake the very foundations of the house, Aqua unleashed a torrent of dark magic. The energy exploded from her, a violent wave of force that knocked the witches off their feet. The room was bathed in a sinister glow as the dark magic tore through the intruders, their cries of pain mingling with the howling wind.

Once I was right in front of him, I thrust my sword downward, infusing it with my magical energy to strengthen the attack. *Boom! The sound of the collision reverberated throughout the room. The clash between my sword and the guild master's magical shield created vibrations that resonated through the surroundings. My sword strike, enhanced by the infused magical energy, didn't manage to breach the guild master's magical defense. It was truly a formidable defense.

His figure blurred as he appeared before Sam. A weathered longsword materialized in his hand, its surface etched with intricate arcane symbols. As energy poured into the blade, the runes blazed with golden light, radiating terrifying pressure. "This is the Suncrest Sect's sword technique—Sunpiercer Arc!" With a sharp shout, Marcellus swung his sword. A streak of golden energy tore across the sky, whistling as it sliced straight toward Sam. He poured every ounce of his power into the strike. The blade of light tore through the stone, carving a jagged trench in its wake. The air shimmered and roared, heat radiating in scorching waves.