Black Sword Alliance Novels & Stories

He felt nothing but shame then. "Heavenly Alliance members, heed my order!" The next second, Cayden roared, "We will capture Skylar Blanc today, no matter what cost it takes." The ten thousand Heavenly Alliance members got to work immediately, channeling their internal energy and brandishing their swords. They formed a circle around Skylar, surrounding him. Skylar looked extremely calm, a faint smile on his face. "Oh, wow! You've got quite the party. However, you might not be able to catch me tonight. You might even come upon a tragedy."

ALPHA BORIS' POV Under the cover of darkness, I moved swiftly through the dense forest, my senses sharp and my instincts on high alert. Every step was measured, every breath controlled. I had spent weeks observing the movements of the Blackfang Tribe, mapping out their alliances, their strengths, and their weaknesses. Moreover now, I had discovered something that could change the course of war—something Zelda was yet unaware of. The Blackfang Tribe had formed alliances with several smaller tribes around. This was not just an ordinary coalition—it was a well-structured network that would reinforce them in battle, making them far more formidable than we had initially estimated.

“Alpha! There is movement on the northern slope. It is coming in fast and it is heavy. With the sound of it, they are at least fifty.” Kael’s head snapped up. “Fifty?” “Yes, sir. But…” The scout swallowed. “They’re not wolves. They’re…not wolves, but soldiers.” “Human?” I echoed. The scout nodded. “They are armored and are carrying the same sigil. The crimson crescent.” Kael’s curse was low and vicious. “The Shadow has allies in the kingdoms now.” That realization hit like a blade. “Then this isn’t just our war anymore.” “No,” he said grimly. “It’s everyone’s.”

Without a special method, it was absolutely impossible for anyone to enter this place. Rumor had it that the leader of the Universe Alliance released this formidable sword essence daily during their sword practice. Whether or not the rumor was true, the sword essence barrier was an incredibly powerful deterrent, effectively shielding the alliance from external disturbances. In the chaotic sea region, where daemons ran rampant, the Universe Alliance was truly a unique and pure sanctuary. As Adrian and Tyron approached the Universe Alliance, they overheard many immortals hoping to seek refuge there. With daemons everywhere, only a place like the Universe Alliance could provide safety from thei

she asked him. “Blackroot, Dalestone, Crimson Park, and Blue Crest.” I immediately recognized all four of those just like I knew Kade and Elle would too. Blackroot was the dead British Alpha’s pack that had attacked Shadow Creek when Nightshade stormed in to help. Dalestone was one of six packs that had been in cahoots with Andrew to attack Nightshade and kidnap Elle. We ended up laying a trap, and Dalestone was the first pack our people took over.

Its bullets materialized from his magical energy. “As expected,” Sera responded as she cleaned her blade of blood. It was a beautiful long sword. Its blade was a red color and had grooves. Those grooves were able to extend her reach like a whip's. The hilt and the guard were both trimmed in black. The teams were split into two. The newbie team, dubbed Alpha, finished defeating a group of goblins. They had no issues killing smaller monsters like slimes and rabbit-like enemies. This was the first encounter they had with humanoid enemies. It was normal for newbie hunters to be affected after killing them.

The big drow yanked on the chain and swung it to the side, sending the blade towards Otheric. The young drow ducked and the blade merely shattered the chimney he was hugging. Without much effort, Nymgos spun the blade around again, keeping Minos and Rei at a length's distance. Anybody who dared to move, Nymgos would toss the blade against them, and pull it away, and spin it up again.

The message was short, written in an elegant, venomous hand. To the Prince who consorts with barbarians, Your ‘victory’ reeks of witchcraft and ruin. You have unleashed the mountain’s fury and slain hundreds, not in honorable combat, but in subterranean slaughter. The eastern lords will hear the truth. The crown’s alliance with savages ends here. We will not be ruled by those who break the world to save it. There is a price for such treachery. You have taken something of the mountain. The mountain will take something of yours.— A Friend to the True Kingdom “It’s not signed,” Makil said, his voice tight.

The memories of the borderlands, the hunts, the bloodshed—they all blurred into the background. Only the blade remained. Steel. Control. Focus. He spun the sword once and brought it down in a clean strike that would have split a skull from crown to jaw. The sound echoed softly across the courtyard. Then— “You train early.” The voice came from behind him. Deep. Smooth. Ancient. Adrian froze instantly. His instincts reacted before his thoughts did. He turned and dropped to one knee. “My king.” King Vaelreth stood near the entrance of the courtyard, his dark cloak stirring slightly in the cold morning wind.

What can you tell us? Ethan stepped forward, pointing at the map. The southern territories are divided into three major alliances. The Dawn Coalition, led by Alpha Marcus of Silver Dawn, controls the eastern plains. The Mountain Compact, led by Alpha Thea of Stone Ridge, holds the western ranges. And the River Alliance, a loose collection of smaller packs, controls the waterways between. Which one serves the Father of Shadows? That is the question, is it not? Ethan traced his finger along the map. The Dawn Coalition has always been loyal to the old ways, suspicious of outsiders, resistant to change. If any alliance harbored ancient loyalties to darkness, it would be them.