Battle Spirits: Burning Soul Novels & Stories

Let it burn without broadcasting. The warmth steadied into a low pulse. A controlled ember instead of an open flame. Rafael’s gaze flicked to her hand, to the slight tremor in her shoulders. Approval softened his expression for half a second. “You see,” he murmured. Nori nodded, eyes burning. “It’s not gone,” she whispered. “It’s still… there.” “Yes,” Rafael said. “And you’re learning how to keep it inside you.” Kolden’s eyes returned to Nori. “You’re bonded,” he said flatly.

she shouted at the malevolent glare. Miracle rushed over and struck the opponent before it could defend itself. She unleashed a powerful beam of fire at the malevolent entity. Green slime splattered onto her face. But no, her attack wasn't working. She kneed the wicked creature to the ground and continued blasting flames into its chest. Within seconds, its body began to burn, yet the demonic soul within remained unscathed. Before her heterochromic eyes, she watched as the evil spirit transformed into a glaucous wisp and escaped with the wind.

The babbling giggles came again and the lightening flashed. They trembled and their heart pounded louder. Their breathing became harsh. Mya instinctively chuckled as she slowly lifted her head. Her eyes gleamed fiercely. Their stomach tightened up in knots as her eyes met theirs. They felt their face break our in a sweat and their heart leaped out of their chest. Her lips stretched taut into a feral grin of bow–mouthed mockery –She was actually possessed by Laura's ghost. "Well, well, well " She gloated sardonically at a voice that was deep with menace. They instinctively let out a sick whimper as they sauntered back with hunched shoulders. Their chest became tight and their stomach rotten.

"Grab the queen! She has to have a way!" The shout spread through the crowd in an instant, catching and multiplying. "Right! She gave up her lifespan last time! She can give something else now! "Her body's still here. If she's divine, that body has to carry some kind of power!" They surged forward like lunatics, fighting over my corpse. "Take it! Use it as an offering!" Their faces twisted as they spoke, their eyes glazed with madness.

Alora POV I am sprinting toward the flames, but nothing could have prepared me for what was waiting for me. Inside the burning walls of the fortress, all of the warriors are on the ground, blood coming from their ears and eyes, while a group of ghostly figures sings eerily. The baetyl stone drums painfully around my neck. This is why I am here. “Stop,” I shout, and the figures turn to look at me.

I can become something more than a bargaining chip. I reach out and rest my hand on the ledger beside his. My fingers are cold from the chapel stone. His are warm. We do not touch, but the space between our hands is no wider than the spine of the book, and I can feel the heat of his skin across the gap. The candle gutters again, and this time it nearly goes out. I cup my palm around the flame to shield it, and the light steadies. “The storm is coming back,” I say.

The Dragon Order Sect leader laughed at that: "Do you think we could stop them? And why should we? Forrest deserves to die, so why not get rid of such a scourge? And as for you, once these Great Wronged Souls get their revenge, you won't have any peace either." The girl's hand was already reaching toward Forrest. Forrest tried to use his magic to resist, but the little boy clung to him, leaving him completely unable to move. "Ah!" A chilling scream. Not only was his neck being strangled, but other vengeful spirits were biting him. It looked like they were tearing at his body, but in reality, they were tearing at his soul. When the soul is truly bitten, if one can endure the pain and survive,

As time went by, the scale of victory began to lean toward the ghoul army. It was definitely a hopeless battle because the enemies could never be wiped out. As long as someone in the two clans was slightly injured, he would be infected by the power of the Spirits of the Dead and gradually lose his fighting capacity. Some experts chose to self-detonate at the moment when they were about to die. They would rather die, with their bodies and souls destroyed, than be possessed by the Spirits of the Dead and turn into evil creatures. Ding Hao activated his flaming Qi to slaughter the Spirits of the Dead.

Lisa smiled brightly when she got the order from the control room, "Implement plan burn and destroy." The troops below her all screamed in excitement, the sky lip up as mana weapons got pulled out of their sheaths and activated in a glow of mana. The roars and squeals of remnant spirits matched those of the energy beast horde. A massive slaughter took place as a horde of Thorium Relm remnant spirits rampaged in a horde of platinum and gold ranks. Lisa and her raid team stood in the air above the battlefield, watching with wide eyes for any changes.

"We'll die if I don't use it." He thought for a moment and then gave one of those nods that means "I trust you, even if it kills me." The forces of Damien came in like a flood. There was a crash of steel, screams, and the smell of burning flesh. When I raised my hand, fire shot out of my palm and cut through the darkness, killing the first group of shadow beasts. This fire, though, wasn't just hot it glowed with something else. Magic with spirits. A light that burned into the beasts' black hearts and tore them apart from the inside.