Thanos Sword Novels & Stories

Then, Xanthakos flipped his hands over and conjured thousands of gigantic hands, which reached forward to grab James. Boom! There was a deafening noise as James’ sword form shattered the first hand he came into contact with. In the next few seconds, James destroyed the thousands of gigantic hands coming at him as he continued moving forward. Soon enough, Xanthakos was within his range of sight. “The Wuia Demon-Slayer Sword and the Jozo Sword. You were truly blessed with great fortunes,” Xanthakos continued monotonously, “Perhaps, this was the Pathʼs will.”

The sleeves of my shirt split at the seams on my shoulders due to my well-defined muscles. I quickly retreat, forcefully pulling Thane along as I swiftly pull my head back, delivering a powerful headbutt to his nose. He cries out in pain, his vision clouded by a torrent of tears, and I quickly bend down, lifting his arm over my shoulder and hoisting him up from the ground, securing his body around my neck. Heaving, I glance up just in time to spot his twin, Thake, sprinting out of the communications deck and heading straight in my direction. Releasing a fierce roar, I exert every ounce of my power to hoist Thanes' hefty body above my head.

He said. Elisia suddenly remembered something. She looked at him intensely. He frowned. "What is it?" "Swordbreaker!" She exclaimed. "What?" He asked, confused. She stood up and then started pacing back and forth. "Swordbreaker was the weapon I used in Acheron. They said it's the most powerful weapon of the Underworld." She answered. Thane's face lit up. Suddenly, he finally felt his heart hoping. For the past years that he had the curse, he only felt anger, disappointment and hopelessness.

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.

“I have to stay here for a while and pretend I’m recuperating, Mom.” She squeezed Zeph’s hand. “Of course, darling.” “Don’t worry, Mrs. Hayes. She won’t combust,” Theia said. Everyone chuckled, including my dad. “Are you gonna tell us what’s the sword all about? Why no one can touch it?” “Like an Excalibur, it’s wielded for me—” “And her mate. It hurts or burns anyone who touches it. It’s a present to him to fight alongside when the time comes,” explained Theia, making me laugh. “Kidding. She’s just possessive of it. It’s given to her by her master.”

"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."

He got up from the bed and started to wear some clothing. Casandra stood up stark naked, she looked Zora in the face, and she boomed violently, "No, you wouldn't dare... you wouldn't dare berate my pack in my face. Look, Thanos is dead. He met his end, at the end of an axe, and if you are not careful, you’ll end up with the same fate. You are just blatantly overestimating yourself, and you're taking the love I have for you for granted. I'm regretting ever betrothing myself to you. I know your end-game will be to come for this pack, for everything I have, but trust me, you are never going to get even a fraction...."

I gave him some time to answer but when he did not, I carried on “If I share what I have with you, do you at least promise to not see me as a clown who just wants to waste your time?” King Xanthanius then leans on the table, his back to the outside door while his torso was turned in my direction “very well” I took a deep breath and released it before I spoke. “I think that sword belonged to your father. An information you might already know” “Yes. It was made on request for him” he replied. He was admitting. This could lead somewhere. “I knew this because of a dream” “A dream?” Now there’s the awkward stare. “Yes, a dream. Ever since the night the castle and I were attacked, I started having

“Why aren’t you healing? Why, Thorne? Why?” Thorne’s eyes fluttered weakly, his lips pale. “I… don’t…know…” His voice was barely a whisper as he tried to keep his eyes open. “He can’t heal right now.” Darien said, along with a wicked laugh. My head snapped up, my chest heaving. Darien rose to his full height, swirling the blood-stained sword casually in his hand. “This sword was made just for him. Forged with poison. The same poison you once gave me, but stronger. This one is lethal. It’ll eat him alive from the inside. And in twenty-four hours…” He leaned closer, smirking darkly. “He’ll be dead.”

“Plasma blades: Tenfold.” The swords became a flurry of movement as he slashed away, cutting down every Slenderman that stood within reach. He leaped into the air, reaching out and getting a Tachyon cannon. He fired into the swarm continuously, getting into a stance in mid-air. The tower was in reach, and he had to take it down in one go. “Plasma blades: Singular Thrust.” A shockwave tore through the air as the force impacted the tower. A circular hole appeared in the tower, and it broke in half. The ground below gave way as the ice cracked and broke, taking everything with it. The Slendermen shimmered and disappeared. It was done.