Basilisk Fang Novels & Stories

And he’ll worry about what comes after that later. His Gift exploded out of him, blasting the snake and the darkness away from him. The basilisk hissed in pain and surprise, retreating into the shadows, but it did not easily give up. Tendrils extended from the darkness, once more reaching out to cover him, but they could not get any closer than ten feet. The darkness expanded, coming at him from all directions, seeking a blind spot. But his Gift was as absolute as the basilisk’s own power over the darkness—gravity.

It lifted its head and gazed int the darkness, its lifeless eyes piercing through every obstacle to locate the lion that dared provoke it in its home. *Hiss* The basilisk was annoyed. It was sleeping soundly before that menacing roar had forced it awake. It was surely going to tear the one who awakened it into pieces. *Roar* With a loud roar the basilisk rose to the provocation of the Lion King. Its roar shook the cave and awakened the dead within it. The bodies that lay lifelessly on the ground began to tremble and one by one, each one stood up again. Looking at its army of zombies, the basilisk nodded its head in satisfaction and hissed. It commanded several of the zombies to go ahead and

I heard a twig snap and looked up for a second, feeling watched but I didn't have time to dwell on that, I continued to stay focus and chanted it again. “Per sanguinem et memoriam, Per lunam quae videt omnia, Revela vestigia quae latent, Oculi arcani, ostendite mihi matrem meam.” The air grew heavy and the bowl started to tremble. “No...“ I whispered, “... Focus” The water in the bowl started boiling, the bowl cracked violently and exploded outward, water and blood splashing across the forest floor. I barely had time to gasp before something moved. Branches snapped as leaves tore apart.

It then dawned on everyone that Miren can only be used if you have poison inside your body, and if you don't, it will create its poison and kill the person. Christopher Fangs recreated these poisons and used them to massacre his brother’s family and as well as their father. But before he could kill the Young Lester Fangs who witnessed everything, someone was able to save him, and after that, Christopher Fangs had fallen, no remains were found, he was either hiding or dead. “Y-you! Stop! I'm not that bastard’s son!” Naster almost went mad after Nicholas flashed a mocking smile at him before continuing. “Did this man promise you power? Well, you all are fools, under my rule and my power, no on

It had large yellow eyes that glowed in the dark, and Zen wondered if he was immune to its petrification powers. “Ss-kek!” Basil hissed, and Zen tickled its head with a finger gently. Originally, Zen assumed basilisks were green. It was why he named his pet Basil. However, Basil was a rare golden snake. Zen had no idea basilisks came in this colour. However, it did not make him love his pet any less. Unlike Lime, Basil was able to stay in a summoned state continuously, with the only restriction that it could only be summoned from floors eleven to twenty.

"He is seven hundred plus years old and over the time his powers have completely dried up. He is just a big beast now. No powers. So it is purely harmless." "Ohh!" The Basilisk lifted his face to stare at us and I flinched back in horror. He was actually staring at me, I realized. It hissed aggressively while the others stayed rooted to their spots. Scared, I hid behind Vicky. My heart skipped beating when the basilisk uncoiled its body from the tree rapidly. "Ssssaytha-Seethaaa-Ssss Aayaa-Ssssatha Seyythaa-Ayaeeh Hassay-Ayaeeh-Ayaeeh-Ssaah!" Vicky shouted and threw his hands wide to create a barrier for me.

I stand there and mentally calculate all the possibilities of me walking out alive of those caves. The caves of Zesux are considered the most dangerous caves. It’s said to be on of the portals to hell which is guarded by a basilisk named Zesux. It is a serpent-like creature with the head of a rooster. It is capable of causing death with just its stare and is incredibly venomous. He tilts his head to a side and I see his lips curl into a sly smirk as if he knows what I am thinking. “I want the Basilisk’s eyes.” He says and I feel my heart stop beating in my chest. My whole body shakes as he throws his head back and chuckles at me. I step back, trying to run away and he instantly growls at me.

A grunt of frustration slipped from my lips, accompanied by a tightening sensation in my leg that swiftly transformed into tingling. "What are you doing to me?" I growled, my scowl aimed at the creature, though it remained unaffected and relentless in its assault on my senses. My futile attempts to move persisted, and just as I began to accept my impending role as the creature's meal, a voice sounded from behind. "You mustn't meet its gaze," Winter's voice reached my ears. Struggling to turn my head to see her, my attempts were thwarted, like the rest of my body. "That's a basilisk," she explained, her tone grave. "Direct eye contact can lead to death."

My eyes remained fixed on the Flame Lily behind the basilisk, glowing faintly in the darkness. "For Maverick…" I murmured. Finally, I found a chance. When the basilisk lunged at me again, I didn't dodge and rushed straight toward it instead. With my remaining intact arm, I plunged the hunting knife deep into the soft flesh of its abdomen. The basilisk shrieked in pain. Its massive tail, coated in petrifying venom, whipped across my face. I screamed. A searing, hot pain exploded in my left eye before the world on my left side went completely dark.

“The course is Vampirism 101” Isabella couldn’t help but laugh out, “Now you are just making stuff up” she said, as her eyes took in the items in the car booth. There were different types and sizes of crossbows and wooden stakes in there. There was also an open suitcase which contained injections and bottles of a certain liquid that she knew nothing about. “I was right the first time then” she joked. “You brought me here to kill me”