Black Knights Code Geass Novels & Stories

He grabbed Kassius by the ruined armor on his chest and violently ripped him out of the wall, tossing him onto the floor like a piece of trash. Kassius was broken. His arms were shattered, his core integrity was failing, and his highly advanced cyber-necrotic organs were sparking with toxic green static. He hacked up a dark, thick clot of necrotic blood, looking up at Caleb with a mixture of terror and disbelief. "You... you cannot kill me," Kassius croaked, blood leaking from his optical implants. "I am a Lord of the Sanguine Court... My Sanguine Code is eternal..."

and I stood up from the bed , for some time I got dizziness but other than that I am fine. " Aarav...wait...are you ok? ....aman, dad?" Kiyara said but as I opened the door I got stopped , there were two men at the door wearing black outfit, it looks like they are on watch of us , but the thing I saw next startled me like nothing before....they were having tattoo on their neck....a big Snake ...shit... They are not from my dad's gang.

Two of them came straight to me, one unlocking the chain from the wall, another gripping my arm. I jerked back on instinct, swinging a kick at one. He grunted, stumbling. I went for the other and slammed my elbow into his throat. He cursed and struck me. Pain exploded across my jaw, the taste of blood from the cut in my lips made me groan. I staggered but didn’t fall. I saw their cloaks then, black, hooded, with that same faint silver crest on the chest. The Night Bane Order. I spat at the floor, glaring. “What do you want from me?!”

They were just the first ones to Win. The Assassination Attempt: The Ghost-Code As Elara walked toward the Central Chamber to present their Sovereign Credentials, the air around her began to De-rez. "Elara, move!" Rhys screamed. A Ghost-Code Assassin—a mercenary program that could manifest a physical blade in the real world—stepped out of the shadows of the station’s sub-routine. It was sent by the Junior Architects, the radical faction of the Father’s company that refused to accept the Council’s verdict.

His eyes were still open, but all he could see was the vastness of the unknown. Kayla was perplexed; she had no idea when someone entered because her eyes were closed, but when she opened them, she saw that the horrible blackmailer in front of her had been hurled against the wall like an ant. What was the name of her knight in shining armor? She thought, because her knight was dressed in a hood cap and a black leather boot. She couldn't make out his face, because he was on her side, facing the bad guy. She thought of leaving, but not before retrieving the blackmailer's phone.

It didn't have the obsidian skin of the scouts; it was wearing a suit of white bone-armor that mimicked the Vane's own runes. ​"The Earth-Alphas are more creative than the Queen anticipated," the Enforcer said, its voice a telepathic echo in Leo’s mind. "But a flying garden is still just a garden. I am Korth, the Queen's First Blade. And I have come to prune the dead weight." ​Korth lunged, his bone-sword igniting with a violet "Null-Frequency." ​Leo didn't dodge. He used the "Wild Code" to catch the blade with his bare hand, the amber runes on his palm sparking as they fought to neutralize the violet poison. The shockwave of the impact sent a tremor through the entire Labyrinth.

[The Somatic Key] The cellar door didn't just yield; it disintegrated under the force of a synchronized kinetic blast. Through the settling dust, four Ghost units materialized, their movements eerily fluid, as if they were sharing a single nervous system. But it was their visors that froze my blood. The standard icy blue of the Regency had been replaced by a pulsating, oily black—the signature of the Heir’s total neural takeover. "Dante!" I screamed, but the word was cut short as the lead soldier moved with a speed that defied human reflexes.

Complete darkness enveloped them. "What happened?!" roared Kaelen in panic, glancing around as the mist of her protective magic seemed to be swallowed by a darker space. When the lights came back on, the second floor curved balcony above the lobby was filled with silhouettes of people in secret armor. Zero-Black Division. Grandpa Oswald's secret elite assassin whose existence was only considered a myth! Hundreds of flaming electromagnetic gun muzzles aimed directly at the heart of every Draconic Order wizard down there.

Kai Blackthorn took off his helmet to reveal tousled blond hair and an arrogant smirk, and blue eyes that watched me with amusement. I hated the way he stood there in dark jeans clinging to his long legs, his boot scuffed but sturdy and leather gloves covering long fingers that tapped lazily against the handlebar of his bike. “Well, well,” he drawled, his voice dripping with amusement. “If it isn’t my new slave, little omega.” Follow my I. , G: @authormiragreen 💚

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