Astora Greatsword

In a world where the veil between the mortal and spiritual realms is crumbling, humanity's last hope lies in the Spiritbound—warriors who forge contracts with ethereal Ascendants to wield extraordinary powers. Kieran Ardent, a hardened mercenary with little to lose, stumbles upon a dying Ascendant and awakens his Spiritbound destiny. Gifted with Vylrath, a shadowy greatsword fueled by his rage, Kieran is thrust into a centuries-old conflict between the Aether Guard, corrupted Shades, and the enigmatic Ascendant Court. As monsters and warlords rise to claim the fractured realms, Kieran must master his evolving powers while resisting the whispers of corruption within his own soul. Joined by Aeris Veyra, a disciplined Spectral Mage, and Rhun Kael, a brooding rogue Sentinel, he journeys into the treacherous Veil to confront the growing darkness

His head gradually bowed, and he fell to his knees in a pool of blood, sinking into despair. But when the time came, he knew he had to rise again, to continue bearing his heavy responsibilities and mission. "I cannot die! I must not die! I still have duties unfulfilled, a mission unfinished. If I fall, it would be a betrayal of my Lord! How could I fall? How dare I fall? I must not fall! I, Vahnlysu, will never fall! I must stand up! I must rise again! I will fight once more!" With that, he unsheathed the legendary sword, long sealed away, and a divine aura enveloped the entire area. "Great Father, please transform into my sword!" The legendary greatsword now appeared before everyone. When Borne looked again, he saw Vahnlysu raise the Greatsword of Divineking in his left hand, while his right hand held the Righteousness Greatsword low, forming a connection between heaven and earth. His clothing was tattered, his body hunched, but his expression remained resolute. He stood once more before Borne, gazing down upon him with the presence of a divine king. "My Lord, please forgive your foolish lamb, for today I must borrow your power." he murmured softly.

After every battle and war there come the spoils. After beheading her incompetent husband and winning the kingdom of Veradora, the king of the fallen nation makes a proposal Queen Seraphina of Astora can't refuse, the bloody hand of king in exchange for the king's life and the ability to flee. Although Sir Lysander Ironcrest doesn't know that the Empress has other intention for his formal surrender. The Queen intends to teach him a surrender of a different kind. Warning- this book contains Violence, Sadism, BDSM, Femdom, Male submissive and other content that might be disagreeable for some viewers.

After the apocalypse, human consciousness was transferred into the game world. It was a fresh start. A new civilization, a new society, a new order... Lu Qingge entered the game world and spent a whole year without even completing the beginner's tutorial. He remained at Level 1, unchanged, and even achieved the hidden achievement of "King of Idlers" because of it. It turned out that without an "experience bar" in the game interface, he couldn't level up at all. Not only that, he didn't have a "profession" or a skill tree... He was a genuinely unlucky player. Fortunately, there was always a way when there seemed to be none. He was surprised to discover that... everything except himself could level up! So, he started randomly allocating skill points to the skill tree with his experience points... A reporter asked, "You're still at Level 1 right now, but how did you become the world's top player?" Lu Qingge replied, "Because of perseverance and hard work." The reporter continued, "Then how did you defeat the abyssal demon king at the catastrophe level?" Lu Qingge pulled out a Level 8888888 greatsword. "With this." Netizen exclaimed, "You're talking nonsense! The abyssal demon king is immune to physical damage!" Lu Qingge casually threw a Level 9999999 fireball. "And this." In the next moment, the world fell silent.

I’m a short blind loser who can’t even walk or see properly without my greatsword? Yes… That’s exactly it But that doesn’t mean the greatsword is my main body…! [Tags - Fantasy - TS - PureLove - Misunderstandings - Blind - MildTragedy] [This novel is translated, 2-3 chapters / day, CT: 짱빠른토끼]

In the twilight years of the dynasty, treacherous villains rose to power and demons plagued the world. Qin Zheng, bearing a scroll of virtuous deeds, traveled through time and found that by beheading those wrapped in sin, he could attain virtue and enhance his martial arts prowess. Thus, Qin Zheng glanced at the Ghost Head Greatsword in his hand. "The auspicious moment has come, to the execution!" With a great shout, Qin Zheng swung his blade and beheaded his target!! ---------------- This book is also known as "I've Become an Executioner After Time Travel?" and "Achieving Sainthood Through Merit, I Seek Elevation by Executing Sinners"......

Despondent yet reliable, Worgen lead the life of a boring office worker within a universe of opportunity, relying on his meager day-to-day wage to make a living. However, by his 50th year of life, he begun questioning the meaning of his existence. The reason for his pain. "Ahh, I need a smoke." And so he took off... With a Greatsword in hand.

Alchemists are a prestigious and rare profession, and to become a qualified alchemist, one must first be a wizard. Wizards themselves are a noble and scarce breed. However, when a soul filled with thoughts of AK-47, ballistic trajectories, landmines, skateboards, and other otaku concepts inhabits the body of the most humble and lowly of slaves, and this slave becomes an alchemist, it’s as if a bomb has been dropped into a lake, sending waves crashing across the world. What’s even more surprising is that this guy not only refuses to follow the ancient traditions of alchemy passed down for thousands of years but also insists on creating outlandish inventions. The water-based magic potions he creates are completely revolutionary, turning centuries of alchemical history on its head, now reduced to tiny granules instead of the usual concoctions. As for his understanding of weapons and magic, it's equally unconventional: "Well, my weapon can directly eliminate your enemies right in your home—who needs a greatsword? And my magic cannon fires hundreds of fireballs in the time it takes you to cast one fireball spell, so who needs a staff? As for potions, it’s all about convenience and portability. But the most important thing is gold, gold, because only with enough gold can you buy all the things you need!” Kent shouted as he passionately defended his creations. It all started with an accident and a contract with a magical monster...