Way Of The Sword Novels & Stories

He answered without turning around. “Yes?” “How much did you hear?” “I’m sorry, what?” “Turn around.” One on the man demanded. Calvin turned hesitantly to face them. “Calvin Cartier….” The taller one chuckled darkly. “How much is the person paying you? I can give you double, if you tell me their name.” These type of people could do anything for money, so money was the best way to lure them. “Sorry Cartier,” he whispered in a dangerous tone walking closer to Calvin, pulling out a sharp, shiny blade from his waistband, “our work demands loyalty.”

Sword Master gave the answer. "Yes, in the aspect of Qi cultivation, you have 'Taixuan Sword-seeking Scripture' and 'One Saber to Begin Your Journey Technique'. They're almost the most perfect basic mental cultivation methods. They're still useful even when you're in the nine-apertured Martial Soldier Realm. In addition, the problem is, you do not have any golden body method in body tempering. However, the Stunning Steps body movement, the Cross Style sword skill, and Lightning-Chasing Central Swordsmanship sword skill don't match your current strength and progress anymore. Therefore, a body method skill, a golden body skill, and a sword technique skill with strong attack power are your best

If it was given crystallized energy, it might level up and become a weapon used by the Warlord. “It’s this one?” Kayson looked at the long sword with the scarlet edge, the one that looked as if it was stained with blood. Ghoul Sword nodded. “Yes, I named it Hemodrinken.” Kayson asked two more questions. “How did you know my location?” “I am acquainted with the richest man in Clouspring, Joseph Wadley, and I asked him for help.” Kayson scrunched up his brows. It was Joseph again!

The long wait was over; the final battle had begun. Veyra stood at the front of her army, her cloak billowing in the gusts of wind that whipped around her like the fury of the storm itself. Her hand rested on the hilt of the Sword of Zevi, its blade shimmering with moonfire—a weapon that had seen countless battles, but none like the one she was about to lead. The sword was more than just a weapon; it was a symbol of everything they had fought for. Of the sacrifices that had been made. Of the blood that had been spilled.

I screamed as he pounced, pinning me to the ground with a snarl. "Sage, stop! Please, what is happening to you?" I begged, struggling against his grip. But he was beyond reason, his wolf instincts taking over. His claws dug deeper into my wrist, and I screamed in agony. "Sage, please! You're hurting me!" I cried, tears streaming down my face as my vision began to blur. But he just growled, his eyes wild and unrecognisable. His wolf eyes burned with pure intensity, one that sent shivers running down my spine.

She asked loudly, waiting for him specifically to answer. War sighed, hating how all of this was turning out. His wolf just wanted to grab their mate and go but unfortunately, it was just not that easy. Not to mention she was upset. "Pomelia is my mate...my name is War from Bane pack," he explained to her, knowing he should just get that out of the way immediately. Bane pack was infamous...not a place where anyone wanted to brag about, at least not in such a holy place.

The sword was teaching him a technique. The sword technique was named Hidden Soul Sword, and Adrian was utterly shocked. He hadn’t expected the Soul Devouring Sword to be so proactive, directly transferring the technique to him. This was no ordinary sword. Its power and consciousness were beyond anything he had imagined.

His sword slung towards Nathan's neck in a trajectory as swift as an arrow. Nathan scoffed and hit his whip sword off his arm. Wayne's weapon got knocked off and broke in half. What? What just happened? Wayne stared at the other half of his sword in disbelief. How is that even possible? Nathan saw his chance and took control of the fight. He darted forward and caught Wayne by his shoulders, shoving him downwards in full force. "How dare you talk to me in that manner?" His hands landed on Wayne's shoulder like a heavy boulder. Wayne's legs gave way under the pressure and he dropped on his knees.

Then taso uses his killing intent. If that's what you want you have challenged a god, COME FORTH! THE SWORD THAT CAN SLICE THROUGH SPACE AND TIME, HOLD SWORD DURANDAL! Then the holy sword Durandal comes pops out of thin air and then taso grabs the sword, and he uses a technique. AEROBA RENAKATA RO NAKATA DANCING SUN SLASH! Then the sword Durandal was burning fire in every structure of the sword, it was like the color of the sun.

She goes back to where Devilio is laying dead on the floor and looks at the sword in her hand; flashbacks of her father’s face, and the day he promised that he would one day give her the sword, all hit her at once. She puts the sword to Devilio’s neck and softly cuts the flesh until she hits bone, The Vanatian sword is not just any other sword; it works on its own and before Kayola knows it, Devilio’s head is off his body and in her hand. She walks out of the cottage and walks back to the battlefield, slowly and majestically. As soon as the soldiers see her from afar, they bow; every one of them. Warinth hits his javelin on the floor, and the soldier beside him does the same, followed by all