Yami's Sword Novels & Stories

He roared furiously and activated his spiritual art in an attempt to summon the immortal mansion. However, the power of the small silver sword was too terrifying. In a flash, it swallowed the immortal mansion. Yuan Yanghao immediately cut off his connection with the immortal mansion, and even the Cyan Dragon Crescent Saber on his back turned into a cyan light and disappeared into the small silver sword's light wave.

“No one is allowed to interrupt. And no other weapon is permitted aside from the chosen sword to use.” “Hercules will get the answers he wants if he wins.” Hercules’ second said. “And if Black Dragon wins, the Olympus Gang will not be seen on Korea ever again. Or they’ll will be found six feet under the ground.” Yosef added. JD and Hercules just stayed quiet and glaring at each other. Their second hand men handed their swords before they begin. Hercules will use a longsword while Black Dragon will use a katana. Both men are known to be expert on using sword during training and combat.

For a short while each morning, the citadel felt almost peaceful. Adrian stepped into the open courtyard with his sword resting against his shoulder. The stone beneath his boots was cold, still damp with the night’s lingering frost. Thin mist curled along the edges of the training grounds, giving the towering walls a ghostlike appearance. He set the sword down carefully in the center of the courtyard. The weapon was enormous—nearly as tall as his shoulder and heavy enough that most soldiers struggled to lift it with both hands. Adrian lifted it easily. The familiar weight settled into his grip like an old companion.

It smelled of damp stone, old hay, and solitude. Makil was already there, warming up with a series of fluid stretches that further betrayed his training. He wore similar clothes to yesterday, and two practice longswords were thrust into the ground at the center of the yard. Leigh arrived silently, a shadow detaching from the deeper shadows of the archway. She'd re-braided her hair tightly. She said nothing, simply walked to the center, pulled one sword from the earth, and tested its weight. "No rules," Makil said, pulling the other. "First to yield, or be disarmed."

She didn't even glance at the sword, merely raised her slender hand and tapped the blade lightly with her jade-like finger, as if it were nothing. "Ding." A crisp sound, like jade striking jade, rang out across the arena. Isaiah felt an overwhelming, irresistible force surge from the sword, making his palm ache violently. The sword nearly flew from his grip. He staggered back several steps, his face pale as he looked at Amelia, his eyes full of disbelief.

"But I can't fight all this beast without my weapons, I know you think I'm strong but we need to be able to kill this things quickly if we want to survive" "You have a point but we don't have any weap..." Yami said as he then remembered when Damian gave him something to give Natsu. "Wait, we do have weapons!" Yami said after recalling Mister Damian opening up a chest full of weapons as Natsu became confused, "What are you talking about?" "Mr Damian gave me this, I forgot about it but here you go. He said I should give it to you, sorry I forgot" Yami said as he handed Natsu the new upgraded rope and two blades.

He used it to block Kagami"s attack and it work. The sword was long and stylish, the handle was laced with some accent material. The sword was emanating cursed energy so strong that it made Kagami back off a little. "What's that"; Kagami asked a little bit terrified " well I'll end this sooner"; Yahiko said while focusing his energy on the sword because using it takes a hard toll on the body, he took a stance and dashed towards Kagami pointing it straight right into his chest. Kagami became so frightened that he conjured a fireball and used it to block the incoming sword, it was so strong that it still came pushing forward, Kagami tried harder but he couldn't stop it. The sword came driving

Her brows were slightly frowned as she was understanding why he was being too considerate or was it not considerate? The Flaming Red Fire of Lava is a very powerful sword that can kill thousands of people with one swift move. It can even end hundreds of lives of monsters. It was so strong that everyone wanted it, but it came to an end when Vailan, when he was still a Crown Prince, got it out of accident and no one has seen its appearance after that.

The Phantom Blade was too light for something designed to end a life. It sat in Damian’s palm, a sliver of polished titanium that seemed to pull the nursery’s amber light into its edge. Damian didn’t look like a man whose estate was currently being dismantled by orbital strikes. He looked like a man who had finally solved a tedious riddle. He rotated the needle between his thumb and forefinger, his movements slow, deliberate, and terrifyingly steady. "The lion’s head engraving," he murmured.

As soon as Crimson blade finished her mission and jump-off out of the window. Aoi Akuma, who was standing on the branch of the tree, swiftly threw a dagger with attached folded paper on its holder. It penetrated precisely on bed’s wood frame just above Cederick, it almost got his head. Aoi Akuma terrifyingly smiles towards him before he jumps off following Crimson Blade.