Sword Oratoria Manga Novels & Stories

The saya (Sheath) that held the double katana rippled with white pearl-like designs, and as she peered closer Morgana realized those designs were actually her mate's scales embedded in the saya itself. "For you," Takaokami whispered, bowing his head as he held out the weapons to his mate. "No matter where you are tomorrow, we will always be able to find you as long as you wear the saya. The Ito wraps are made from Adrastus' scales, there is nothing stronger in this world, and with every foe, you strike down, the blades will glow red, to remind them that you are Morgana Ice, our hybrid Queen." Morgana didn't know what to say, her mouth was frozen with emotion as she let her mate strap the wea

The energy that exploded from Yuri’s body pressured everyone to feel terrified! Bang! At that moment, Yuri raised her hand slowly and with the sharp sound a treasured sword as white as snow appeared in her hand. The treasured sword was a few centimeters shorter than an ordinary sword and was surrounded by spiritual auras, shining an attractive ray. The sword was formed with Yuri’s spiritual energy and it was also where the essence of her energy came from. Bang. Bang. Bang. In the blink of an eye, Yuri flew out of the Royal Training Hall, high into the air and started battling intensely with the eight Oracles.

The echo lifted her sword. “You should.” She pointed toward Tsukishima. On the shore, Kiyomi appeared beneath a white tree. Her hands were bound above her head. Astraya stood behind her wearing the silver crown. Grandmother knelt at the roots. The Tide Crown lay broken beside her. A shadow moved through the branches. Orochi. Hayate ran. The nearest echoes attacked. Raiken met the first blade with blue fire. Shigure cut through another. Cassian moved like red smoke between them.

The realization disarmed her more effectively than any feint. She released the sword, taking a step back. "Then we understand each other," she said, her voice losing its edge. "You see a weapon. I see a cage. We're both prisoners of this... purpose." He held the practice sword, looking momentarily wrong-footed by her retreat. He studied the crude blade, then her face. The anger seemed to drain from him, leaving a weary, cold curiosity. "What are you, really? A spy for your father? A trained assassin sent to unsettle the court?"

shouted Gian Gan, his voice sounding very different from usual. “Just an ant in the Eternal Realm—do you think you’re worthy of killing me? Star Sword Round!” Long Chen swung his sword, causing the two attacks to collide. Their figures then appeared behind one another. “Damn it! You have no right to insult me!” Gian Gan shouted angrily at being called an ant by Long Chen. “A creature like you isn’t worthy of living in my world!” Long Chen said coldly. Gian Gan’s two hands fell to the ground; his form, which had seemed to lose control, now moaned in pain from the loss of both hands at the hands of Long Chen’s sword.

With a flourish of his broken sword, the Blood Moon Tempest morphed into crimson dragons that surged in every direction. These dragons carried an intense sword intent, capable of obliterating anything in their path. Cries, roars, and explosions blended together, reminiscent of a hellish symphony, painting a scene of extreme devastation. Orabella gasped, "Gideon, I didn't realize you had mastered such a formidable sword technique. I underestimated you!" "Stick with me, and you'll discover even more surprises. Who knows, you might even fall for me?" "Keep dreaming!" Orabella replied with a dismissive look.

Just when I thought I was winning, Xavier pushed me back harder till I landed on the ground heating my head. Nyx winced in pain blood sizzling down. *You think you are strong huh?” His voice was loud in my head. I growled as his claws scratched my fur. Nyx snared in pain trying to fight back but his grip was tight. “You are no Enigma… Once an Omega always an Omega, don’t you ever forget that.” His canines sunk into my throat, Nyx howling in pain as everything started fading. "Sage..." I whispered as though I could feel him but couldn’t tell.

The man who felt nothing when the blade fell. Or at least… That’s what everyone believed. Adrian lifted the sword slowly. The crowd quieted. The prisoner screamed. But Adrian’s mind drifted briefly to the memory of that throne room years ago. To the golden eyes of the king who had spared his life. And to the strange feeling he always had when he knew those eyes were watching him. Not fear. Never fear. Something else. Something he had never quite managed to name. The blade rose higher. The crowd held its breath.

before any follow up training. After finishing his 100 Squats, Theo was dead tired, so he took 30 minute rest and start running. from his house to town is only 10 meters, so he decided that the route he will take will be that. running approx. 30 min minute, he took rest. so that he can start swinging the sword. After taking rest Theo took the sword, still mesmerized how beautiful was the black sword, he notice that, there was something engraved in the handle of sword. Theo look at the engraving and read," Agerico, hmm, it must be name of the sword, let see what is written down," he muttered." drop a drop of blood, what does it meant" feeling confused and little bit of fear, Theo decided that

Luese battled with vale and got locked in an air sword battle. Kariya and Sekora battled throwing elements and slashing each other with their swords. Sekora activated both the Tsunami sword and the Flight sword and made ice shards, which she fired at Kariya, which he blocked using his wind. He then used energy beams to strike Sekora, but she used the Speed sword dodge the beams, then she used Star burst magic and slammed it into his knocking him to the ground.