Romans & histoires Blitzo Puppet

I extended my hand, ready to pluck it from the forest floor when a sudden movement from the bushes caught my eye. Before I could react, a puppet leapt out, its swift and fierce movements accompanied by a suffocating stench. The creature was upon me in an instant, its eyes gleaming with malicious intent. "Watch out!" Athena warned loudly, but it was too late. The puppet, like black lightning, pounced on me with a terrifying ferocity. The weight of its body pinned me to the ground, and I nearly lost my grip on the herb. Its claws dug into my shoulders, and its sharp teeth snapped dangerously close to my throat. I couldn’t let this puppet stop me—not when we were so close.

The puppet was draped in red clothes, and Kayson could see that the clothes were made from the seat cover of the Shengville Hotel. He guessed that it was the seat cover of the chair he had sat in just now. When one wanted to use curses to kill someone, they needed something to act as a medium. Joe pulled out a knife and slit the neck of the puppet. Kayson immediately activated the Titanium Technique. Clank! Joe’s knife let out a metal sound as soon as it touched the puppet’s neck, and his expression changed. “Energy barrier?” he shouted, but it was already too late. Kayson had already conjured up the lightning arrow and thrown it at Joe, piercing his chest effortlessly.

“It’s just- I guess it’s more of a work thing, actually.” Liviana only grows more confused. “A- A work thing?” “Mhm.” Violet hums. “But Blaze plays a big role in it, so that also kind of makes it a Blaze thing, doesn’t it?” “You know, she can’t agree or disagree until she knows what this thing is, right?” Tino points. “Well, yeah...” Violet shrugs. “And I’ll get to that-“ “When?” Tino snorts, watching, amused, as the woman struggles to get to the point.

“Because it sure as hell doesn’t look that way. He used to have a spine. Now he’s just another lapdog for you.” I feel Blaze tense beside me. His blood’s boiling—I can feel it in the way his hand twitches. But he’s trying to hold back. I hate how Felix talks like Blaze is some fucking victim I manipulated. He’s not. He’s strong. He’s mine. And he chose this chaos.

He said rubbing her shoulders. "Noah!" She croaked and hiccuped as she cried with all her heart. "He doesn't d-deserve that!" She stuttered and wiped her tears holding his only bracelet that fell. "I know Mia, he doesn't deserve that." BLAZE VIEW. Blaze was in his human form, fighting off the rogue warrior in one second, he ripped their head off with anger and his eyes glaring at nowhere. There was he, his only objective was to kill the rogue alpha without any mercy.

Blitz chuckled and addressed Keagan, seemingly amused by his skepticism. "You must be the Spectral Guardian, huh? Quite the peculiar name," he remarked, swiftly taking the can from Keagan's hand and popping open the lid. With a series of rapid blinks, Blitz appeared to savor the flavor of the energy drink, as if it enhanced its taste. He then returned the can to Keagan and tapped him on the shoulder.

Somito said, his voice a low, dangerous growl. "Somito, wait for the sync!" Zilo tried to grab him, but the old cook was already moving. Somito didn't use a gun. He used the obsidian mace Sofia had given him. He swung it with a strength born of decades of manual labor and a newfound, sapphire-fueled vitality. The mace caught the clone in the side of the head with a sickening, crystalline crunch. The creature didn't scream; it hissed, its orange core flaring as it tried to stabilize.

At this moment, the male cultivator couldn't help but hold his arms again and said sarcastically, "Don't talk nonsense. Butterfly Zoila is one of the disciples who know most about puppets. She had never mentioned the matter of the puppet being able to use magic, so naturally, there was no such thing. I see. You want to use this way to attract her attention!" "Idiot." Caspian glanced at him and said indifferently. "What did you say?" The male disciple suddenly took a deep breath, opened his eyes wide, and stared at Caspian. "Say it again?" At this time, Butterfly Zoila waved her hand and motioned for everyone to quiet down. Then she said, "In fact, I have heard of this saying that a puppet us

Its blood-red eyes instantly dimmed. Anyone could see the difference— the Silverium Puppet had lost its control and become a lifeless object. However, that was not Andrius’ goal. Swoosh! “Esoteric Art: Spirit Communion!” Andrius shouted, sending the Silverium Puppet into the air and falling with his forehead first. Andrius placed his left hand on its forehead and his right hand on its abdomen. A soul imprint separated from him and entered the Silverium Puppet’s body. Whirr...

The red eyed figures gained ground, their movements jerky and unnatural, like puppets pulled by invisible strings. “They’re not shifting,” Blaze said. “But they’re not normal either.” “Controlled,” Selena said quietly. “He’s pushing them.” “Bastard." I growled. One of the rogues lunged, fingers brushing the back of the cart. Blaze snarled and kicked out, catching the man square in the face. The rogue tumbled back with a howl of rage. “Nice kick.” Caleb called. “Eyes forward!” I snapped.