Sword Spirit Novels & Stories

Exactly as seen earlier in the castle. The sword. “What does that one do?” I asked, pointing to it. “It drinks blood. For anyone it kills, their blood is stored in the blade. You would try to always have a clothing between you and the hilt” That did not sound more beneficial than fairy dust. “So how useful would it be to protect me?” With only a smile, “very” Time to close the deal. “I have one silver coin” playing with the coins against my fingers. “Make it three and we have a deal”

It was mostly known for its raw strength, but low agility and intelligence. Tsarayu took out his Mountain crushing sword from his storage ring and got ready to attack this spirit beast. "Seven forms of saint sword, 1st form Cleansing!" As soon as the beast started running towards him, Tsarayu used his sword Martial skill and slashed forward. A bright golden light came slashing towards this Stone crushing bull. Before this Spirit beast could actually get closer, he was slashed apart and died. Tsarayu had finished the test as soon as it started. But even Tsarayu himself was shocked by the strength of this attack.

And the sword held by hai he is one of the spiritual tool, spiritual sword. Spiritual tool is divided into nine levels based on the spiritual energy within. With the highest level 1 and level 9. Of course, the eastern continent doesn't have a top-level spiritual tool, even the four continents don't necessarily have one. At the very highest they only have a class 6 spiritual tool. "Having the confidence to remove the spiritual sword level 1, you really don't understand" xiao long said, he underestimated it because the sword was only a spiritual class 1 sword.

loving one of his hobbies will lead to the other’s destruction, swordplay, and dancing are two different categories until Jimboy remember all the steps in swordplay and the step in his dance and to his surprise, most of them have in common in a blink of an eye and enlightenment suddenly arrived at him! -SKILL GENERATED!- -SKILLS HAS BEEN UPDATED- -GENERATE: SKILL- SWORD DANCE= SWORDSMANSHIP AND DANCING AT THE SAMETIME- -SKILL: CLUTCH CHANGED TO SWORD DANCE- RESTRAIN- -RESTRAIN: USING THE SHOCKWAVE AT THE GROUND, ANY ENEMY THAT WAS HIT BY IT WILL MOMENTARILY STUN

Sorin was stubborn as a mule and Maceo knew Sorin wasn't gonna accept anytime soon the fact that he was still hurting or more than accepting he just didn't want to show it. Maceo hoped that it wouldn't destroy Sorin. Sorin had been broken already as it was. ____________________________________________________________________ BAM! Sorin landed a perfect hit on his opponent's jaw making his opponent gush out blood from his lips. His opponent grunted as he staggered back. His opponent was stocked up, big muscles and all but in height he was almost same as Sorin, maybe even an inch smaller giving Sorin the advantage of speed and height which he was using to the fullest potential.

The Spirit was truly a fickle and unpredictable thing. A barely perceptible rustle in the bushes had her freezing in place and reaching a hand into the pocket of her dress where she secreted a small dagger. Her mother didn't like her to wear her warrior garb in the woods as she felt it projected an air of violence in the sacred place. Ulfhild capitulated but felt naked without a small measure of protection, so she snuck the knife in any time she was there alone.

More wolves tried to leap at me but I used magic to blast them all out. Cedric had slain over twelve wolves and he was still combatting more. Hilda looked happier jumping high in the sky and landing on unsuspecting wolves back while stabbing them. Suzy equally blasted the lot of them with magic as well as bit them and spread vampire venom in their veins. It looked like we had the upper hand but something else bothered me immensely. The warlock we had bonded by dark object had broken free with the help of the wolves and he was massaging his wrists and stretching his neck.

She will be happy when you find yours. - AND… - Once you can communicate, she will have a choice: stay in the spirit world or return here in rebirth. Well, now we need to get to work. The silhouette again lost its density, becoming virtually transparent, leaned a little to the side, and a transparent powerful stream rushed from it to my body. Standing next to me, I could not restrain an exclamation of pain: my body arched so that the points of contact with the surface of the bed were only the top of my head and heels, and on the verge of audibility I heard a wheezing that escaped from my throat, a gurgling, as if I was choking.

"Think about it, the name Kopis is ancient Greece for a knife and it's no coincidence that your name..." "... Is Blade." I finished for her as I began thinking about it. "If this is in anyway true, that means I'm cursed." "Yeah!" She said. "You are." My heart crashed as somehow, I had been hoping that this bloodlust thing would go away and I could try to have a normal life again.

I need a weapon and must shift in order to look. The large room I land in has one piece of furniture with four bare walls. I hit gold when I discover the only cabinet holds weapons. I choose a well-balanced long sword with a jeweled handle. Getting it up to the tower room takes a bit of diligence, but I manage by holding it tight in my talons. As an eagle shifter, I have certain abilities greater than an ordinary eagle but not grossly so, and the sword pushes the limits of what I can carry. Once I've lugged it inside, I rest it on the bed and shift.