Beyblade X Hell Chain Novels & Stories

“Double Sword Technique, Sky-Splitting Slash!” SLASH… Crackkkkk BOOOOMMM! “It worked, huh?” Xiao Chen was happy to see the chain shatter, but his expression changed when he felt a chill down his spine. Grrrrrrr! An explosion occurred, and the chain—which had been slowly cracking—immediately blew apart; the blast also instantly woke the sleeping Cerberus. Its eyes glared angrily at Xiao Chen, who had disturbed it; it stared furiously at him, but without a second thought, Xiao Chen immediately backed away. The furious Cerberus, its sleep disturbed, wanted to attack Xiao Chen, who had just dodged it. But suddenly, it felt a lightness around its neck—there was no weight there as usual. It looked

Heavily armed and faceless behind iron visors, they descended on the lawn like a plague. Leela scrambled backward, trying to shield Zephyr, but heavy, ice-cold iron chains suddenly lashed around her wrists, snapping taut and dragging her roughly into the dead dirt. She fought, her elemental magic flaring, but the chains were dampening her power, draining her hollow.

A deep, low rumble not spoken by his mouth, but by his wolf. The word wasn’t a sound. It was a command. Enough. The chain’s light changed. The runes shuddered; from beneath the stone, tiny cracks shot outward. The soldiers staggered back; Kian’s hand trembled. “What the hell—?” he shouted, but it was already too late. The light didn’t fade; it burst. For a heartbeat everything turned blue—sharp, cold blue like the sky before a storm. The chain snapped. Metal hit the floor with a hiss and went still.

Shattered off its hinges, twisted back into the chamber it once protected. Rowan. Damian didn’t wait for the air to clear. He stumbled forward, claws elongated, eyes black mirrors reflecting chaos. Every heartbeat slammed with Rowan’s agony and panic—and now fear. The bond pulsed erratically—slipping, fading, then flaring again. “Hold on,” Damian growled to no one and to one person only. “I’m coming.” He didn’t bother to check if anyone followed. He barreled into the smoke, debris crunching beneath his boots.

But we made it. By the time Cancer turned back toward us, we were gone from his line of sight. He growled, snapping his claws. “Where are you?” he snarled. Below us, the water rippled with his rage. We pressed ourselves low on the stone, hearts pounding in unison, our Hellblades still pulsing with light. We clasped our hands tightly. With one final, synchronized jump, we launched ourselves onto Cancer’s shell and drove our blades downward. The impact cracked through the air like thunder.

“He wasn’t meant to survive.” Blythe turned sharply. Beta Vegas stood at the threshold, eyes hooded. “You planned this.” “I obeyed orders.” He paused. “But not all of them.” He tossed something onto her bed. A broken silver chain. “They used it to bind him. I took it back.” “Why?” His eyes met hers. For the first time, they weren’t cold. “Because there are lines even monsters shouldn’t cross.” In the dungeon below, Xavier lay bruised and silent, his shirt torn, his wrists raw.

CHAPTER 48 *WARNING – THE FOLLOWING CHAPTERS HAVE SOME VIOLENT AND SENSITIVE CONTENT AND IS NOT SUITABLE FOR SENSITIVE, AND UNDER THE AGE OF 18 YEARS READERS. READERS DISCRETION IS ADVISED. BELLA As I opened my eyes, I looked straight into a pair of beautiful blue, scared looking eyes. They belonged to a girl around fifteen or sixteen. “ Kaiya, come quick! She’s awake!” I heard her call out. Within seconds, another girl about the same age stood before me. I looked around the room we were in, and it was just empty space except for a bucket near the door. There was no furniture or anything. The girl who sat on the floor and was leaning towards me had a bowl of water on her lap and damp cloth i

Hunter cursed, slamming his hands against the unyielding door in frustration. His eyes darted to the chains. Gritting his teeth, he grabbed the cold steel links wrapped around the handle and stood frozen for a moment, gathering himself. He closed his eyes and focused. When he opened them again, they weren’t the same—his irises glowed a fierce gold, streaked with emerald green. A sudden surge of raw energy surged through him. Hunter gripped the chains with both hands, every muscle in his body straining as he pulled with everything he had. These weren’t ordinary chains—they were built to stop people like him, so breaking them wasn’t going to be easy.

His essence cut through the torment, a solitary ember in an ocean of shadows—the one force the darkness could not drown, though it sought to devour every shred of hope. Suddenly, a violent eruption of silver and blue light shattered the oppressive black—Xavier’s power, raw, unhinged, and terrifyingly primal. It carved through the abyss with a chilling ferocity, jagged and merciless. His voice surged through our bond—not just commanding, but pleading, dripping with anguish and the razor-sharp edge of desperation: “Fight, Henry. Come back to me.”

Black metallic chains with intricate silver symbols on them that pulsed slightly like the shadow forged blade. We all took a step back at the unnerving energy that radiated off it. It could still be felt despite the distance we had put between ourselves and the box. “These are called Nullification Chains,” Kael explained, his voice quieter now. “They don’t just restrain—they suppress.” He swallowed. “It was forged using a mixture of a rare substance that we are yet to identify— it probably isn't even from Lycara. It has enchanted spells that are meant to suppress supernatural abilities. Just like the darts.”