Sword Of God Novels & Stories

Cadell Marcus's face turned cold. He grabbed the command token from his waist and touched it. In the middle of the magic move, a long sword appeared with golden light, and there were nine holes in the long sword above. There are seven small swords hanging from the hole. When it sways slightly, it makes a clear and pleasant sound. This sword is the supreme divine weapon of God Wind, God Wind Destroy Evil Sword. The sword comes out of its sheath, wind cloud moves, the momentum comes out, thunder storm is angry.

I need my sword. Reaching behind my back, I feel the cool, smooth texture of my marking shift beneath my fingers. There’s a brief moment where the ink pulses, almost as if it’s alive, before it solidifies into the hilt of my sword. I draw it out, feeling the familiar weight settle into my hand. The blade hums with energy, a glowing blue that pulses in time with my heartbeat. This sword is mine, a part of me, born of my blood and soul. Athena’s gift, forged from my very essence.

They had equine's soles instead of normal human limbs, long scarves like hijab, and a metal gauntlet in each hand. Taking a deep breath, I decided that it was time to stop hiding my power. It doesn't even matter if I kept reserving it; those assholes already know about me. Letting out a great guttural cry, "Soul sword," I yell. Before I could even take a step, my bow and arrow disappeared, then appeared again with the rune sword. Gathering all the strength in my leverage, I raised my sword high above my head, and I could feel the end of the sword nearly touching my back. "The Smith God of War," I said again, lowering the sword.

The Fire God León de Fuego stood firmly in front of Palomas Blancas, shouting: "This has nothing to do with her, no need to harm her!" The God of Metal Dragón de Hierro did not give him any dignity at all, pulled out his special metal sword, expressionless, saying: “Don't speak useless words to me, I act on the orders of the Lord of the Gods, if you don't go out, don't blame me." He had long heard of the special metal sword in the hand of the Metal God Dragón de Hierro that could cut demons, slay demons, slay the gods, he never thought there would be one chance to encounter this weapon.

I scream, swinging my weapons again in an attempt to connect with his dark flesh. “Not this time Aodh. You will not have her!” Kellen shouts coming in and laying a fast attack on the god. The deathly and ugly god cackles, stepping back from our attacks. To our horror two more arms unfold from under his armor. They too produce swords like magic. “Fuck,” I hear Kellen gasp, “This did not happen before.” The astonished tone of his voice only mirrored my thoughts as I watched the underworld god twist and rotate his swords, advancing toward us.

Among them, a white sword of kingship with a golden hilt and a white blade looked very pure and flawless! It was Athena’s sword of kingship! Another green sword of kingship emitted a terrifying pressure and was full of fighting spirit! The sword of kingship belonged to Ares, the War God! The green sword blade with a Western dragon head at the hilt looked frightening! Boom! Suddenly, the Hall of Evil was overturned by huge energy pressure! Seven figures soared into the sky, fighting with the nine red and black snakes! Such a shocking battle scene was enough to make the world tremble!

The shocked look on their face stuck as I pushed the sword completely through them with force. "I'll be taking that." I whispered as I leaned into them. They were silent as the sword slowly drained them of their power. The God had a blank face before they lifelessly slouched over. I grabbed their shoulder and held on to it to pull my sword out. I twirled my sword around to examine the power that it took. I looked at the God one last time before I pushed him over. The loud thump got the attention of a few Gods that were walking around. I guess it looked like we were hugging. First silence took place and then screams filled the air as they realized I was embracing my darkness. The Gods who wer

He actually had a mind of coming back as he promised Aro, if not for the bad king that magically sent him into exile. THE WAR LORD He started as Goldsmith, when he was young, his father noticed his craftiness. And went to register him as an apprentice to Sokoti aka the heavens Goldsmith. The first to make a sword out of Sango's breath. At least that was the story we had. He was fast at learning, if not too fast, he broke his master's record by making a million swords in two days.

She comically commented. "Well, it's a pretty long story, and a complicated one too." "I'm not one to listen to long stories, especially ones that involve a Nephilim sword and a crested family member from North Angus." Alicia kept wondering what that term meant. Slejj referred to her sword as such, and now Lora was calling it that as well.

Plus this eight-sword spider is a powerful peak of level 3 demonic beast, a little stronger than firebird. The firebird shoots fire and the fire was split by an eight-sword spider. Xiao Long thought about how to defeat the firebird when it cut open the fire. Luckily, it wasn't a level 4 demonic beast, so Xiao Long and firebird still have a chance to win. In order to face the eight sword spider, one must overcome eight of its swords because that is what makes them more powerful than most demonic beast of the 3rd level. It's a good thing Xiao Long came up with something like that.