Zanbato Sword Novels & Stories

He clasped the hilt tightly and declared in 'lease', "Daemonium Venator: Gladius Obumbratio." His sword began to hum loudly, the originally 2 metres long sword grew longer, becoming almost twice its previous length. It also grew larger, as the thin sword now looked like a large cleaver. Its blade was engulfed entirely in fire, its screams like the cry of a rising phoenix. James' aura went through a drastic change just like his sword. He grew larger, making Morgana who was held in his left arm look more like a doll figurine than an actual human being.

"But if given an opportunity, I also want to learn how to fight with swords, preferably lightweight ones." Sir Dallas clapped his hand once loudly and pointed at the High Lord. "He owns lightweight swords, usually used by winged Feralis." He brought his hand down the table. "I'm quite sure the weapons of Luminozenko and Earth are the same or have similarities in some ways, but the type of sword he usually uses is called Zerfara." I looked at the High Lord. "Zerfara, sir?" "Yes." Lord Lavendori nodded and he tapped on his bracelet, making it glow before a sword started materializing in his hand that he raised.

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.

When he displayed the saber technique, he could use the machetes flexibly as if they were his arms. The All Triumphant War Saber in Zhang Fan's hand, though made of the raw iron of the Baiman Mountain, was also extraordinary. Although reinforced with the primordial inscriptions by Ding Hao last night, after all, it had its inherent and secondary deficiencies. As a result, in the face of the Demon Star, it was finally broken.

said one Fuwa Banzayémon. “No,” said Nagoya Sanza, after examining the weapon attentively, “this certainly is a Muramasa.” A third Samurai, named Takagi Umanojô, pronounced it to be the work of Shidzu Kanenji; and as they could not agree, but each maintained his opinion, their lord sent for a famous connoisseur to decide the point; and the sword proved, as Sanza had said, to be a genuine Muramasa. Sanza was delighted at the verdict; but the other two went home rather crestfallen. Umanojô, although he had been worsted in the argument, bore no malice or ill-will in his heart; but Banzayémon, who was a vainglorious personage, puffed up with the idea of his own importance, conceived a spite agai

It was the same as asking a bovine to eat beef. Coming back to his wood chopping spot, Zen stared at the large pile of unchopped wood. He came too far to give up now. Unfortunately for him, Zen did not know any swordmasters in Godfather Academy. In reality, swords were the least useful weapons with advanced firearms and bionic armaments. Hence, nobody bought swords in the game. Zen was the only one using it for some reason.

I don’t have the heart to cut it just yet, although I know I should. It’s more like I can’t because I do not want to have an uneven mess. “We did weapons training. Did you know that there was a sword made by the Diafor mages that can cut through anything, living and non-living things alike?” I shuddered when I remembered how Zander had shown me the sword that looked taller than me then almost passed out when he showed me what it could do. It sliced a tree in front of my eyes.

"Well, I also have a sword now!" “Who exactly are these two troublemakers?” Zhou Fu muttered to himself as he filled the power inside his Luzon sword. The unfortunate thing was, he didn't feel his Luzon sword react giving off a radiance of power, which meant, it might not have a good impact when used domestically in another dimension.

I winked, walking out. I walked with my head held high from Mayu’s room, making a stop at mine. I smiled as I picked up my Kissaki-Moroha-Zukuri katana. It was specially made just for me and to my specifications. I had always loved the idea of a double-edged sword. It quickly became one of my favorites. I grabbed one more thing before I stormed my way to my father’s office. I knew it’s where he and that fucking bastard Rokurō would be.

What kind of favor is that? Sebastian, however, nodded calmly and said, "Thank you, I'll take a sword." The burly man nodded, picked up an iron sword, and handed it to Sebastian. Sebastian took the iron sword offered by the blacksmith and checked the sword's attributes. ​1​: A common iron sword, Strength +3. "Young man, I'm lending you this iron sword for a day. If you can bring me the fangs of ten pairs of Bamboo Leaf Green Snakes within a day, I'll give you an opportunity."