Bellion Shadow Solo Leveling Novels & Stories

“I’m just glad we haven’t been giving the new ones any wolfsbane. Who knows? Maybe they’ll learn to control it on their own.” Gray nods and offers Bo a wide grin. “Maybe. They’ll be a hell of a lot better than us if they do.” We all know the truth though. Lycanthropy is a curse. There is no way to control it. Not on the full moon. “Come,” Bo says, knocking me out of the dooming thought of our near future. He puts a hand on my back, lightly guiding me to start walking. “Alazaer is down by twin hills, waiting for the others to come back,” he tells us.

Leeches. It poured on all three of us. New skill acquired [Dragon Body]. New skill acquired [Cosmic Slash]. New skill acquired [Dragon Soul]. New skill acquired [????????????]. [Mirror Eyes] leveled up. It is now level two. You have leveled up. You are now level 89.

I craved biting her and marking her for nearly two decades, but I didn’t want to become hopeful that she would ask me to bite her in the chance that I would get shot down again. She stayed silent after that, thinking, looking at her hands in her lap. Eventually, she looked back up to me, “When you bite me, do I die instantly and go to Hell?” I smiled when she used the word “when” instead of “if.” “No,” I shook my head to reassure her, “You can remain here in the human realm with your mother until you desire to leave, then you will become a level three, and the first three levels can go between realms, but there are some catches,”

said Shadow Moon. Umbra and I looked at Earthbound Immortal Aslla Piscu’s ATK drop to zero “no my Earthbound Immortal” said Dark Signer Applejack “but this effect only last for two turns, next I pendulum summon!!” Suddenly 3 more monsters appeared in our field “level 4 Flame of the Abyss, level 3 Mothership of Shadow and level 5 King of Shadows” I looked at Flames of the Abyss, Mothership of Shadow and King of Shadows appeared in our field. “It’s time to up the anti, it’s time to shadow overlay my level 5 King of Shadows and Arnold’s Level 5 Minecraft Horror: Lapis Lady!!” Umbra shouted, then he clicked his fingers and a Shadow Overlay appeared behind us “ready Arnold” said Umbra “I am” I sh

The victim would lose the will to fight, and rot from the death energy, eventually becoming an undead. Bassan activated a spell as soon as the Death Lord appeared. Five Stone Giants appeared almost instantly after a long chant. Bassan must be a Sanctuary level cultivator from the way he was able to summon five Stone Giants at once. Wilbur was not surprised at all because he inspected Bassan with his spirit energy much earlier. He knew Bassan was a Sanctuary level cultivator. However, he was unsure of which stage he was at. The spirit energy was not foolproof. Bassan made the right choice to battle against an undead creature with spells.

Any Soul Scavenger that touched it shrieked in pain. But Siron’s shadow, which was outside the dome because it had stepped out to fight, was trapped. A large Soul Scavenger lunged at it, clawing the shadow figure. The shadow, the blend of The Whisperer’s remnant and Siron’s longing, turned toward Siron. It raised its hands, forming the heart symbol again. Then, it smiled a small smile that looked just like Siron’s, and EXPLODED INTO A MIST OF SILVER AND GOLD, destroying several Soul Scavengers around it in a final blast.

“She’ll fight.” The Harbinger smiled. “Good. I want her to.” He rose in a slow, deliberate motion. Power rolled off him in waves now, rippling through the dead trees beyond the ruined temple, stirring the ash like wind. The sky above had darkened unnaturally - no moon, no stars. Just black. He stretched a hand outward, and from the void, the twisted souls he had gathered began to move. Shadows with form. With teeth. With purpose. “She’s too strong to crack like the others,” he said, more to himself now. “So we peel her open. Gently. Repeatedly. Until the thing inside her - the wolf, the queen, the flame - starts to wonder if it should’ve burned for someone else.”

The shadow beast howled, its form flickering and distorting. The man staggered back, his silver eyes wide with rage. “You have no idea what you’re doing!” Sasha gritted her teeth, tears streaming down her face. “Then maybe you should’ve thought of that before you dragged me into this!” The altar cracked beneath her hands, the runes shattering like glass. The light intensified, and with a final, deafening roar, the shadow beast exploded into nothingness. Sasha collapsed, her vision swimming. Kael was at her side in an instant, his human form trembling as he gathered her into his arms.

The dark form swelled, growing ten, twenty, forty feet tall, sprouting twisted limbs made of dense, oily shadow and jagged bone-like protrusions. A colossal shadow-beast lifted its featureless head, and a hollow maw opened to release a sound that shook the dust from the parapet walls. Several younger archers flinched at the noise, their knuckles white against their bowstrings. "Aim for the cores inside their chests!" Kaelen barked, narrowing his eyes as he adjusted his aim downward. "Don't let their shadow touch your skin, or it will drain your soul!" He loosed his string.

The dark energy surrounding her crackled and flickered, becoming increasingly unstable with each passing second. And then, with a thunderous bellow, the Shadow Beast escaped. Her link to Dahlia broke apart, and the force of it knocked her down to the ground. She gazed at the creature, her skin color drained and her eyes large with fear. "Not," she whispered, her voice barely hearable. “This is not how it was intended.” The Shadow Beast directed its luminous eyes at her, its enormous shape towering above her like an ominous tempest. For the first time, Dahlia appeared genuinely vulnerable and frightened. Then it made a sudden move.