Bozja Relic Weapons Novels & Stories

The guardian rested both hands on the pommel of his stone sword. "For more than a thousand years, the Second Relic lay hidden beneath Blackridge. It slept beneath the mountain while kingdoms rose and fell above it." "And now?" "It has answered its call." My pulse quickened. "The bearer," I whispered. The guardian's glowing eyes settled on me. "Not you." The words struck harder than I expected. Until now, every relic had reacted to my presence. The crimson crystal. The Dragon Queen's sword. Even the ancient crown hidden beneath the palace had recognized my blood before I'd touched it.

​Lyra stared into the shadowed hollow beneath the throne, her gaze snagged on the relic the old texts simply called the Bone Crown. For generations, they had passed down the names like heirlooms—a curse, a prison, an ancient piece of iron that kings feared and Bearers died to carry. But none of them had ever understood its true shape. It hadn't been forged to rule or to break; it had been hammered into existence to kill whatever was currently looking back at her through the dark. And somehow, through some cruel trick of blood and momentum, she had just dragged it back to the land of the living.

Priscilla grumbled, staring at the book in disdain. “Have you ever heard of ‘A single-use relic is the speech of the devil. A normal relic is the hand of the devil. A platinum relic is a devil itself. Be aware of the single-use relic, however, for it will be the destroyer of the world.’ or some sort of it.” They were muted, tilting their heads with gloomy expressions, except for Firash. “I’ve heard of it. Constantly talked by the mercenary while scavenging the cave for treasure.” Firash replied thoughtfully.

The summoners pendant tied on his wrist caught the light of the dying sun, making the stone look a dark red instead of black. Taking his hand, I fought a groan of pain on the way up. On top of losing my power, now I had been beaten to shit as well. Talk about having a bad week. Avery handed me my staff. The wood was scraped up a little, but it was still in one piece, thankfully. I leaned against it, testing it with my weight. It held strong, A bird call came through the trees and shortly after it, Ezra and the warriors who'd taken off after him, emerged back on to the path.

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

The thirty-three years old man was a reliable asset to the nation if only other people could use the microscope, which the English Capitalists used. His name was Zitani Zulu, a pure breed of Eastern Province. The Capitalists spotted him on behalf of the old politicians who couldn’t be trusted to initiate any other person strategically after the deadly mistake of Dr. Chisi was silenced. The two camps decided to work closely and ensure full proof from intruders. The great grand son to Welensky tactically chose the lecturer while he was pursuing his masters at Leads. His loyalty, intelligence and weaknesses were tested and proved beyond doubts. The Englishmen invested heavily in him and kept hi

Loop goes off about this new topic. "So, obviously, a major relic that most people know is the holy grail. Unfortunately though, there's no real coherent definition of what it is. Largely because depending on the secular or religious angle, as we learned, magical tendencies can change. So the holy grail is a famous, but an incoherent example of a relic. However, a widely recognized and clear relic is the lightning bolt of Zeus, and majestic theorists agree that it is an elemental magic device of the electric background.

It took several minutes before the scorpions were completely exhausted. I saw how Elijah's sword returned to his hands and it was still glowing and giving off a little smoke. Now I looked around us and there were many scattered corpses of scorpions. They are all dead and no one survived. They are as big as humans and I know they carry poison in their tails. "W-isn't it like a Basilisk?" I asked Elijah. Because that happened in the conversation about the Basilisk. Can't it be the same in Callora Grande? "No. The monster guarding the relic here must be killed." He answered me.

The bond between them grew stronger with every triumph, and they began to understand the true meaning of teamwork and friendship. Upon reaching the heart of the Cavern of Eternity, they found the first relic – a crystal hourglass that could manipulate time itself. As Alex held the relic in their hands, they felt a surge of power flow through them. This relic would be crucial in their battle against Morgana, as it could slow time and give them an advantage in combat.

she knew he needed them alive. I saw my Bella smile and nodded at her after she had spoken. Henry asked his men to do a count of the girls and to make sure that they were all there! My face lit up as I saw a couple of our men dressed in Henry’s men’s uniforms pretending to be part of their team. From watching my Bella, I could tell that she was also planning something. Those two girls were by her side again and continued whispering! “WHAT IS GOING ON WITH YOU THREE?” Henry shouted at them. My Bella responded in a hoarse, almost a whisper, that they were just scared, and she was only comforting them. Damn! My Bella’s voice was gone, too. That Demon was going to pay for all that he did to her