Blade The Blood God Novels & Stories

And the first divine alliance was born. Luna stood at the center of the temple, her eyes glowing. She raised her hand, and the ley lines responded. A wall of light surged across the Grove’s edge, shielding the altar, the trees, the flame. “He won’t take this,” she said. Aria stepped beside her. “He won’t take you.” The Blood Father arrived at dawn. He didn’t walk. He didn’t speak. He burned. His crown hovered above him, forged from bone and betrayal. His eyes locked onto Luna. “She is mine,” he said.

Kharvek seized the moment, lunging forward with a brutal overhead strike. Adrian twisted— Too late. The blade grazed his shoulder. Pain flashed through him as blood spread quickly across the fabric of his shirt. A growl rippled through the room. Vaelreth’s claws tightened against the armrest of his throne. The demon general laughed. “Bleeding already, human?” Adrian ignored him. Instead, he shifted his stance. Calmer now. Focused. Kharvek attacked again. But this time Adrian moved first. He stepped inside the demon’s swing, pivoted sharply—

I see the way the energy isn’t flowing evenly anymore. And I see the center. That concentrated signature. Not Arachne’s magic. Not stable. It spikes again. Wild. Then it slams down. I feel something close to excitement curl in my stomach. Not joy. Not happiness. Something sharper. “She doesn’t have control over it,” I murmur. “Over the child?” Carter asks. “Over what the child is becoming.” Abomination. The signature flickers like a bad lightbulb. Erratic. Emotional. I imagine the girl inside that house. Helena’s daughter. Unaware. Untrained. A loaded weapon with no safety on.

Then he pointed to the sky and shouted, "Blood Shadow —— Wheel of Sky!" In an instant, the dark clouds rolled, and the strong winds shrieked. A huge Full Moon Bloodied Blade appeared in the sky. It was like a bloody sun, shrouding everything beneath it. The bloodied blade flew one round in the crowd, and an instant, blood was splashing, and bodies were flying. Countless of the Orthodox Path people were either dead or injured.

Are you referring to the legendary Godslayer Blade? "Godslayer Blade? Never heard of it. This brat is just making up names, isn't he?" Jasper didn't give up on any chance to humiliate Woody. Instantly, Mabel rolled her eyes at Jasper, clearly disgusted by his lack of knowledge. "The Godslayer Blade first appeared in the story of 'The Investiture of the Gods'. It was the magical tool of Jordan Langden, the mythical priest. He could easily use it to behead others, even the powerful deities," Mabel recounted the story.

Harvey took a step forward, then swung his palm forward. Slap! The slap wasn’t at all loud or scary… But Blaine, despite using all his might to attack, looked as if he was struck by lightning. His body was sent flying to the back, and he smashed into the ground. Blood gushed out his mouth instantly after. His fierce, murderous expression vanished. Blood flowed right out of every single one of his orifices. A God of War…was taken out with a single slap.

Old Ci also transformed into a dragon, ready to fight the Blood God. “You two really… I never expected it to be you, Heaven Book! I had actually planned to let you live as you wished, but now… You must die for blocking my path!” declared the Blood God, raising his hand as black eyes appeared in the palm of his hand. They transformed into blood monsters ready to attack everything in sight. It was clear these monsters were no pushover—especially since, without knowing their weaknesses, it was impossible for anyone to defeat those strange creatures. BOOOOOMMM…

We thought we had killed them all. Rivers of blood soaked the ground and flowed between the trees in the forest south of Scarlet Moon. Torn and broken bodies littered our path as we retreated to the safety of the only pack Sebastian trusted with those most precious to him. We limped through the gates, bloody and battle weary after taking on at least five men a piece. Unbeknownst to us at the time, one man survived, Blue Blade, named for the unique and deadly weapon he wields. He is the one who sends rogues to the border, taunting me, letting me know he is still out there, waiting for me to blink so he can strike.

But, in his bloody vision, there was only one thought that lingered in his mind, which was to finish off this guy in front of him. His blood was boiling and burning. Even the pouring rain could not extinguish the scorching hot blood in Tyr’s body. “Heavenly Blade!” Another burst of roar rang off! A flash of lightning struck the earth from the sky and intertwined with the massive blade glow, as though that blade glow descended from heaven. Arghhhhhhh!!!

“The Blood Moon robs the oracles of their foresight, Laura. Perhaps you can take away her foresight permanently.” “I can´t allow you to do that.” Old Mia shoots another fireball at us, which I catch in one hand. Whatever power I receive from the Blood Moon has become concentrated in my hands. I act instinctively; the next thing I know, I am up on the dais in front of Old Mia. I grab her head and press my thumbs into her eyes, blinding her. Old Mia screams out in pain, as blood gushes from her eyes. I release my grip on her head and the old crone collapses to the floor, thrashing around violently. I turn my back on her and move to join Nolan.