Bowblade Spirit Light Novel Novels & Stories

Instantly their sword shined with two different colors. As they waved their sword at him, a few streaks of spirit energy flew out their swords. It was manipulation of the spirit qi that only a Spirit Master Stage Warrior was capable of. Their spirit energy condensed into the wind blades and light blades that flew toward Shi Tian with fast speed. Shi Tian looked at the incoming blades and swing his spear multiple times using basic spear art. In just a few seconds, he swings his spear dozens of times. All the wind blades and light blades were destroyed by Shi Tian's spear easily before they could reach him.

The court moved quickly, clearing space in the center of the chamber. The duel circle formed beneath the towering pillars of bone and stone. Adrian stepped into the open space. Across from him, Kharvek unsheathed a massive curved blade. “Try not to die too quickly,” the demon mocked. Adrian said nothing. The duel began. Kharvek attacked first. The demon moved with surprising speed for his size, his blade crashing down with enough force to crack the stone floor. Adrian twisted aside. Steel shrieked against steel as he raised his sword to deflect the next strike.

It looked dangerous… sacred… and strangely familiar. “The Blade of Tenebris,” I murmured, recalling the words I’d once tried so hard to forget. “It cuts not flesh, but spirit. A single strike leaves enemies hollow, their will severed. It was quenched in the Void during the First Apex War. Every wielder leaves behind a fragment of their soul.”

As in our previous lives, my sister and I were held captive, unable to move, by chains inscribed with ancient runes that locked away our spirits. The Demons' commander burst into raucous laughter, taunting the Celestial Guards, saying, "Be smart and scurry back to your Celestial Realm. I've only come for the Twin Flowers of Chaos this time. If anyone's feeling brave, step right up!" I surveyed the crowd; they were battered and bloodied, their spirits nearly broken, and nobody dared to make a move. It had been ages since a new God of War had risen in the Celestial Realm, leading to this dire predicament.

He marked me with a sharp bite that drew a gasp from my lips. 'Oh god,' I breathed, my voice shaky, eyes fluttered open to plead with him. Those smoldering depths begged for more, my body quivered under the ruthless worship he offered. He released my wrists just enough to flip me onto my stomach, but i didn’t fight it—instead, I pushed back against him, ass lifted in silent invitation. I couldn’t see what was happening behind me but I could feel the sight of me like that, ignited the conflict in him: the lover who wanted to cherish me warring with the beast craving total control.

I stabbed him again, the silver fang sinking repeatedly into his neck until my arm ached. My breath came in jagged, and hysterical sobs that tasted like salt, and his blood. “You take!” I screamed, the sound echoing in the echoing. “You all take and take! You take my body, you take my youth, you take my soul and you think you can give me scarps?” I pulled the blade out for the last time, watching his blood ruin his rug, cutting off his thumbs, using it to open his safe, and packing more cash into the bag. I felt a strange,terrifying clarity and peace settle over me.

Subtle, but I notice everything. Klaus de Luca. He didn’t see me as he entered a room alone. I didn’t hesitate. Silently, smoothly, I followed. The door was just starting to close when— CRASH! A vase flew at my head. I ducked instinctively, the ceramic shattering against the wall behind me. I straightened slowly, blade already drawn. Then I heard his voice. Low. Calculated. “So... you’re the Ghost Knife. The woman with no past. No future. Who sent you ? .”

Strong. Identical to Emilio. But colder. Eyes black. Elias watched through a monitor. "Begin Phase Two. Let the ghost taste air." The boy’s eyes snapped open. He whispered one word: "Mother." ~~~~~~~~~~ BOOK OF BLOOD — NEW PAGE "You can clone a body. You cannot clone a soul. But if you feed rage to both... they will not become brothers. They will become war." Aria folded the page. Burned it. And disappeared again.