The Sword Of Hades の小説・ストーリー

This was mine, I needed to give those who had been hurt the justice that they deserved. My hand gripped the hilt of the Sword of War, a blade forged for a chosen warrior like me, imbued with the power to destroy the one who had taken so much from me. I could feel its weight, not just in my hand but in my soul. The sword was a link to the Moon Goddess, to the very power that had brought me back here to do what had to be done. The prophecy had always been clear: only I could end this. And now, standing in the heart of the palace that had once been my home, I had come to fulfill that purpose.

The sword was used by the four gods' father to stop their enemies which were successful and after the battle, their father cast a spell on the sword and it vanished to where no one could find it. Hades and Athena went on a mission to find the sword through the map their father left behind. Things got confused, the kingdom crumbled, blood was shed and no one knew what really happened to the four gods till the present day, even their worshippers knew nothing about them. The only history left behind about them was that they created supernatural beings like werewolves, vampires, Lycans and many more. These creatures were powerful creatures but things became worse again when they all had some mis

His dark navy eyes were in disturbance as Lucifer raised up his sword. “I am the God of Destruction,” Lucifer hissed. “And it is this day I end you.” Pushing the blade deep within Kronos’ chest, black tar covered the sword. Lucifer wasn’t satisfied and raised his sword again to plummet it into his head. The crack of bone had Parisa whine from afar, Hades holding his mate tightly.

That man took out his gleaming sword and approached her. Yona felt fear in every cell of her body, and cold winds pierced her skin, making her shiver in terror. "Why is he approaching me with his sword? Is he going to slash me with that? But why?" She murmured, creeping backwards to avoid getting in front of him. But he kept coming towards him, his face devoid of any emotion or mercy. The sword he was wielding was enigmatic in itself. That sword was given to every god of death. That sword could extinguish any being's soul. With a single slash on anyone, he or she becomes extinct for all time, with no chance of ever being resurrected.

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.

But even so, Adorable had lost his memory and his bloodline had almost been destroyed. "This is the parasitic method of Hades True Immortal. Since the Immortal Period, he has been parasitic on others' bodies in every generation. It's like possessing someone's body. He has been doing this so that he can enjoy endless life. Unfortunately, even the bodies of the peerless experts will eventually age, so he has to constantly change the bodies he uses, just like a cicada shedding its shell!" The Sword Master continued, "In the past when he stirred up trouble in the Immortal Period, countless immortals suffered this disaster. For a period, the dark power from Hades True Immortal targeted my master,

The blade gleamed with a brilliant silver light, its edge shimmering with a promise of sharpness. The blood sword! I exclaimed internally, astonished by the fact that I had successfully conjured the legendary weapon known to be wielded by a valiant warrior from Cairos—a neighboring nation to Springgan. Apollo had shared stories about it, expressing his dream to create such a weapon one day. Empowered by the gauntlet, I held the blood sword with ease. The blade's edge gleamed, a testament to its lethal potential. Just as the icy shield surrounding me shattered, the dominus seized the opportunity to consume me. Its jaws opened wide as it lunged towards me. Reacting swiftly, I positioned the sw

"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."

“Lord Hades, what can we do to ease your anger?” Hades shut his mouth for a moment. But then, a peal of cynical laughter resonated loudly. “Hahahahaha! What a funny guy.” Perseus held his sword, threatening to unsheath it with his gesture. “What a lovely sword.” Hades saw it. Of course, he did. “The indestructible sword from Hermes. No wonder you have something with him.” “We’re friends.” He snarled back, and the veins started to pop out.

She purses her lips in displease seeing everyone is leaping aside. 'Why in the hell would they leap away as if it's a vulture?! The sword is aimed straight and they could have just stepped aside from its way! Why would they do backflips and all? Is this a gymnastics class or what? And what's with that dude? Why is that guy breathing heavily as if he just escaped from a hunting lion?' She notices only a few guys just took a step aside and stood straight calmly. THUD! Her eyes follow the sound and see Parthib stopped the sword by holding it in his bare hand. The sharp edge has cut his palm resulting in bleeding.