All Chapters of Ghost on the highway : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

CHAPTER 121 — THE SHADOW HEIRThe void pulsed like a living heartbeat, shadows twisting and stretching around them as if the world itself were bleeding into darkness. Riven, Luca, and Bishop stood at the edge of the fractured bridge, sweat, blood, and energy dripping from every pore. The artefact sat between them, a quiet glow of gold-red, deceptively calm after the chaos of the seal.And then the shadow moved.From the corner of his eye, Riven saw it first—tall, impossible, cloaked in shifting darkness. The aura was raw power, ancient and unyielding, and it radiated a cold intelligence that made Riven’s stomach twist. The figure stepped into the dim light of the bridge, and for the first time, the trio saw its eyes—white-hot, unblinking, and piercing through the marrow of their bones.The air around them froze.“You think you have contained me?” The shadow hissed, voice rolling like molten metal. “Fools. Mere children playing with forces they cannot comprehend.”Riven tightened his f

CHAPTER 123 — AWAKENING OF THE ARTEFACTThe void had receded, leaving only fragments of reality behind—jagged shards of bridge, floating debris, and an endless grey horizon stretching in every direction. Riven’s chest heaved as he staggered forward, the artefact pulsing rhythmically in his hands. The strange new light emanating from it cast shadows that twisted and writhed like living creatures.Luca and Bishop stood nearby, their faces pale but resolute. Both of them were breathing hard, their clothes torn and scorched from the previous battle, but there was a spark in their eyes—a raw determination that Riven could feel feeding into the artefact.“This… this thing,” Riven muttered, staring at the artefact. “It’s… alive. I’ve never felt anything like it.”Bishop’s voice was grim. “It’s more than alive. It’s aware. It… it understands us.”Luca knelt, inspecting the artefact’s intricate patterns. Threads of gold and red spiralled across its surface, forming new symbols that hadn’t been

CHAPTER 125—THE ASCENSION OF SHADOWThe ground quaked beneath them, fissures splitting the scorched earth, jagged lines of light and shadow stretching across the horizon. The sky above tore into rips of grey and black, the clouds writhing like living things. From the horizon, the colossal shadow rose, its form now fully materialised—a being of incomprehensible scale, limbs stretching far beyond what the eye could grasp. Its eyes blazed with white fire, scanning the battlefield with predatory intelligence.Riven tightened his grip on the artefact. Its threads pulsed faster than ever, lashing out like serpents of living energy, wrapping around him and Luca, binding them together. He could feel it reacting to the shadow, anticipating every move, every strike before it happened.“We don’t have time to think!” Bishop shouted, stepping up beside them, eyes narrowing. “That thing isn’t just powerful—it’s smart. It learns. Every second you hesitate, it adapts!”Luca’s hand found Riven’s, thei

CHAPTER 127 — THE DUALITY OF POWERThe world trembled beneath the weight of the black artefact. Its dark threads slithered across the horizon like living shadows, pulsing with a rhythm that seemed to echo the heartbeat of the earth itself. The sky above roiled violently, torn between the golden-red light of Riven’s artefact and the black void that now rose against it.Riven and Luca stood side by side, the artefact’s energy thrumming through them like fire in their veins. The threads wrapped around their arms, coiling, intertwining, feeding off their emotions—fear, determination, and above all, love.“We can’t just attack it,” Riven shouted over the roaring wind. “It’s… it’s feeding off everything we’ve got!”Luca’s eyes were locked on the dark artefact. “Then we don’t attack it. We fight it… together.”Bishop’s screams echoed from the horizon. The shadow holding him had tightened its grip, lifting him high above the ground. Riven’s chest tightened as he watched the man he’d trusted f

CHAPTER 129 — THE WAR WITHINDarkness. Endless, suffocating darkness.Riven’s eyes snapped open, but there was nothing to see. Not the twisted battlefield, not the fractured sky, not even the shards of earth floating like islands in a void. Only shadows that twisted and writhed as if alive, reaching for him, whispering secrets he didn’t want to hear.And then he felt it—the pulse. The artefact. Luca. The being inside him. It was everywhere, in everything, threading through his veins, in the marrow of his bones, wrapping around his thoughts.“Riven…” Luca’s voice echoed, not beside him, not in the physical sense, but inside his head. “We’re… together in this. Focus.”Riven took a deep breath, though air itself felt heavy, impossible. “I can feel it,” he muttered. “It’s… everywhere. It’s trying to… consume me.”The shadows shifted, forming shapes—faces from his past, taunting, accusing, judging. Saint’s eyes burnt with anger and betrayal. Bishop’s smirk was omnipresent, mocking, and ven