Beyblade X Hell Chain Novels & Stories

" A hand cloaked in black mist emerged from Shadow Guardian's sleeve as he clawed at the air in Sean's direction. The eight black chains hovering behind him shot forward with a fierce whooshing sound, aiming straight for Sean. These chains moved with lightning speed, crossing each other to seal off all of Sean's escape routes before stabbing down at him with deadly precision. Sean's eyes flickered as he observed the eight approaching chains. The Shadow Guardian's mastery of these chains was evident. The chains themselves were exceptionally sinister, especially the strange runes etched along their length. They exuded an eerie energy that made Sean's heart race with unease. Sean was against co

Pitch black eyes, full of hate and malice, glared at me, and I trembled at the large monster. “I will end you!” It raised one of its large hands, claws out, ready to rip me apart. A shining gold chain coiled around its wrist, stopping it from descending on me. “What?!” “You shall not harm her,” Liana commanded, pointing her sceptre at him and more gold chain coiled around its body. “Let go of me, you glowing pest!” Hellstring roared, thrashing against its bind. “Return you foul beast. Return to the abyss where you rose from.” Liana chanted, and the green vortex reopened.

Its bolts, coated in poison, can quickly fell even heavily armored foes. "Come forth challenges, for you will meet your end upon my chains, until we find the map's missing piece," Voicing out, Serene, as the Chainblader, cracks her knuckles, ready for whatever awaits us in the shadows as she pulls out her scalpel chain, a terrifying weapon that can eviscerate flesh with one swing. Its many blades glint menacingly in the torchlight. That hundreds of razor sharp links, capable of slicing through flesh and bone with ease, will render any enemy, obstacle, challenges and anything who gets too close into ragged pieces.

My instincts screamed at me, telling me to run, to fight, to survive—but the chain held me fast. Riven moved with a predator’s precision, pulling me behind him, countering each shadow that lunged our way. The bond surged again, a pulse that mirrored his anger, his frustration, his… something else. Something far more dangerous than mere fury. The markings on the chain glowed brighter, responding to his heartbeat as if alive.

He put his right index finger and middle finger together and suddenly grabbed a chakram that appeared in his left palm. "Kill you! Gates of Hell!" He suddenly pulled with his right hand. Splash! Splash! Splash! Suddenly, Caspian pulled out a long chain from his left palm. At the end of the chain, the aura of hell and the dead souls instantly gushed out. The supreme elder's face changed instantly. The wrinkles on her face started to tremble violently at this moment. She was obviously scared. Honglong! With a loud bang, the Gates of Hell burst out.

But there was nothing in here but me and this monster. “Think, Calantha.” I whispered to myself, trying not to cry. Again, my powers threatened to unleash but I concentrated on repressing them for the second time. The gods, please… I ran toward the far side of the arena, forcing my legs to move. The beast followed, slower this time, its nose sniffing the air like it could feel my fear. I slowed as I noticed a thigh chain around its neck, almost hidden under its armored skin. A small glowing gem was fixed to the center of the chain. It pulsed the same way the rune on my neck did—soft white light, almost like it was alive.

The chains glowed faintly, etched with sigils that pulsed in time with my spark. “Corrupted,” Dax whispered, his voice tight with horror. “They’ve already started.” Riven drew his sword, his eyes blazing. “Form up! We take them now!” The recruits rallied, Vera and Thea barking orders, their voices cutting through the panic. My spark surged, a wildfire begging to be unleashed, and I fought to hold it back, my hands trembling. The outriders charged, the beast’s chains rattling, its eyes locked on me like it knew what I carried.

The holy mural behind them bled a horrifying light—white, cold, and utterly consuming. The runes etched into Evangeline’s skin spasmed. Her breath caught, her knees buckled - the raw power of the counter-spell tearing at her soul. Xander lunged for her, a panicked, inhuman roar tearing from his chest— The chain-spell lashed out, fast and silent, it would have struck her heart if Xander had not blocked it. The chain struck his chest, burning through fur and flesh with a searing, wet hiss. He dropped instantly to one knee, teeth bared in a silent snarl of agony, smoke rising from the wound.

They were actually cautious about allowing the subordinates of the Eonian Realm to ask for a death wish first. With tears in his eyes and a broken heart, Alex said, "Hayley, hold on. You can do it! In front, there must be something in front, something that can save us." He yelled. He moved frantically onward. With one hand on Alex's chest, Hayley murmured, "To unleash your full combat potential, you must resonate with the flying dagger. The Heavenly Chain Sword of Thirteen Stars embodies the will of thirteen galaxies. I'll now assist you in killing everyone. I hope you made the right decision."

The chain was motionless when Montel grabbed one handle, but when the two of them held the handles at the same time, the dark chain glowed with white light. Philip subconsciously looked at the chain. The dark surface of the chain faded away and revealed its true appearance. The chain was white and bright like an imposing soul-binding lock used by the gods. At this moment, Montel and Noelle grimaced and trembled. Their energy fluctuated out of order. “The heritage?” Philip wondered. He calculated the time and found that they only had an hour before leaving the secret realm, but the two of them were accepting the heritage at the moment. If it went on for too long, they would never leave!