Sword Oratoria の小説・ストーリー

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.

" Deus sneered. He was just about to answer Logan when the leviathan suddenly spewed out a huge web of Morana's Whisper. Then, just as quickly, every single thread merged together into a single, humongous golden falchion glistening under the sun. Its resplendence bathed the entire River Lidra and the audience watching the battle. Logan trained his finger at his target and yelled, "Strike!" The sword swung downward. Deus had never looked more serious in his entire life. He held his hands upward as if to push back against the sword and its mystique lethality. He mustered every ounce of strength he had, causing his clothing to expand from the effort while his hair floated in midair as though in

His posture alone makes him even more handsome. He stood in front of his zodiac warriors and raised his gold Tizona sword which hilt has a cross-guard with two flat quillons, curved towards the blade. Both the guard and the pommel are openwork, with Gothic-style motifs. The blade is almond-shaped in cross-section, with a shallow central fuller from the tang to the middle part and with a rounded point. His sword was bequeathed to him by King Bartholomeo. It is the mightiest sword in the entire celestial spirit world. King Bartholomeo once used it to separate his kingdom from the Canopus.

- Souji asked since he was interested in the sword. "Yes. That is it's name. 'The Demonic Sword of the Emperor' Gram! A sword used by the Norse Hero Sigfried, used to slay Fafnir. It's the strongest Demonic sword that exists, rivaling 'Collbrade' or 'Caliburn' in strength." - He finished explaining. "Caliburn?! It exists?!" - Souji asked. Ever since small he read about the story of 'King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table' so the sword was rather well known for him.

Swoosh! The Sword Intent flashed as fast as lightning. In a split of a second, the Sword Intent filled the void. More sword practitioners were injured. Ice grew out in some of their bodies. They fell to the ground shrieking and breaking into pieces, while others burst into flames and disappeared as clouds of smoke. Some died of surging vitality: their hair and beards grew crazily until all their vitality was consumed, and decayed in an instant, while others aged beyond recognition and died of exhaustion...

He stiffened in his seat when he saw the familiar man in front of him holding a sword. "Sebastian?"

They rest for a moment and left. Catherine went to the nearest pond and started practicing with the wooden sword. Hikaru saw her, he was carrying Destiny’s sword. He don’t know what is he feeling towards her. His heart was beating so fast and that time seems very slow when he's around her. He went closer to her. "You are doing well. Destiny would be glad if you practice with this.” Hikaru gave Catherine the sword Destiny has left. Catherine was surprised seeing the sword again. He holds the wooden sword and she was staring at the sword Hikaru handed.

feeling confused and little bit of fear, Theo decided that he will take the risk so he drop a drop of blood in the sword to see what it will happen. soon Theo will understand how lucky he was to get such a good sword. When the drop of blood met the sword, Theo felt connected with sword, but he doesn't understand the feeling of that, as he was knew in cultivation, we will find it out later, i guess. Theo look at the sword, thinking something only he knew, pondering for some time, he decided that he would start swinging the sword. Yesterday while reading the old book, he learn that, the swinging of the sword and his breathing must synchronized. Thinking what was written and how it must be done

"Battle raged on across the continent, until finally, Markelus faced off with Eon. He drove his sword to the tyrant's heart, and killed him. Henceforth he became known as the Godslayer, and his weapon, the-" "Sword of the Godslayer." Minos swung his arms sidewards, like a musician that just delivered a heartwarming ballad. "So you're not really after my father, you're after the sword." "Yes." "You could have just said that." "Where's the fun in that?" "The only one who had fun in this room was you." Cassana glanced at Rei, who gave her an affirmative nod. "I hope you're not planning to be a bard, because you are terrible at it."

With a sudden surge of power, Sable lunged forward, swinging the sword with all her might. The blade sliced through the air, cutting through the evil with a resounding clash. The clash reverberated throughout the cathedral, sending shards of malevolence scattering across the floor. The evil entity recoiled, shocked by Sable's defiance. Its form faltered, momentarily disrupted by the light emanating from the sword. Weakened and vulnerable, it pressed back against the encroaching evil, desperately attempting to regain its strength.