Blood Battle Blockade Leo Novels & Stories

Several of his men have been bitten and the venom of the Undead has killed them. Leo looks around the battlefield where his men are being overrun by the creatures. He heaves helplessly but picks up his sword to fight them off. His hands are hurting and he is heavy with a sense of loss but keeps on defending the front lines. An Undead growls at him and charges towards him. Before Leo could strike at it, the Undead punches him hard on the face. He falls on the ground and drops his sword. The Undead hovers over him and prepares to bite him.

They held swords made of the same white bone material. "They don't have a heartbeat," Leo whispered. He stood in the center of our line, gripping his ash-wood staff. He was sweating. The blue glow that usually radiated from him was gone, suffocated by the Null field. "I can't feel the Flow," Leo said, panic edging into his voice. "It's gone. The air is empty." "Then you fight with your hands," Damian said, racking the slide of his rifle. "Like we practiced. Do not let them touch you."

They were painted a dark, crimson red. The Blood-Moon mercenaries had already arrived. "Elena, you have to run," Leo hissed, his voice cracking with a frantic, desperate panic as he lowered his lantern, trying to block her from the view of the incoming convoy. "If Damon catches you here with... with him... he won’t just banish you this time. He brought Alpha Vance’s executioners."

"What’s wrong?" Leo’s lips parted, a single word escaping in a broken whisper. "B—blood." And then the darkness consumed him as he collapsed into her arms.

So much blood. Leo is screaming. No, he's choking on his blood. He's on his knees, clutching his stomach as bright red blood spills between his fingers. His face is pale, panicked, and full of disbelief. Someone stands above him with a blade dripping with blood. I can't see their face, only the side of their head. On their ear, glinting beneath a smear of blood, is a silver mark. A serpent curled around a crescent moon. Leo turns to look at me, his eyes bleeding crimson.

So, he bid farewell but was pulled by Leo as he had something to whisper before parting ways. In Leo’s classroom, Rain and Hunter are talking to each other and he is absentmindedly listening to Rain’s one-sided story telling. “Ahem! Someone is quietly happy.” The chatterbox teased his friend and Leo sent some sharp gazes back to him that he shutted up. “Well, it’s not like I care, you know. But did you know that there will be a phenomenon called the blood moon? And it will take place this month.” The beta continued his rumbles but it was fading in Leo’s perspective as the memories earlier kept replaying in his mind.

Curiosity bubbled in me as I wondered what they were to each other before my eyes darted to the field where Gabe stood. Leo was hunched over, his face in his hands, and when he lifted his head his eyes glowed brightly. His chest heaved and dropped rapidly as he struggled to reign in his wolf. Leo got to his knees, blood flowed down his neck, his lip split. His cheeks hollowed before he spat out a mouthful of blood onto the floor beside him. Gabe’s upper lip peeled back and he snarled as Leo straightened his back.

It was as if they were mired in a bog and not only their breathing was being smothered, but the movements of their limbs were also slowed down, like invisible strong chains were weighing them down and pulling them back. The next moment, a flash of something whisked out from the direction of the rubble and struck at one of them. The half-blood called Leon had speedy reflexes and managed to block the unexpected strike, but he was still flung back many strides away and crashed into the imperial army, killing on impact those who were hit head on.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Leo's mouth, and he lay on the ground motionless. Just one punch almost crushed him to death, how much power is this? However, Edward did not stop the speed of his attack because he was seriously injured, and leaned up and kicked his front heart at the same time as Leo fell to the ground. If it weren't for Lucia blocking a move for him, I'm afraid Leo would have died at Edward's hands now. However, Lucia only caught one move, and was kicked out by the other party in the next second, spurting blood from her mouth and nose.

Yet, Frederick had effortlessly defeated Bolt. "This must be a dream! It has to be a dream! I need to wake up! Wake up to reality!" Leo madly slapped his own face, refusing to stop even as his skin cracked and bled.