Bozja Relic Weapons Novels & Stories

My fingers were itching to pull the trigger. So I did. But still, I didn’t shoot to kill. The bullet grazed his arm leaving a long line of blood. He winced, clutching at it, then grinned at me. The fucking bastard must be compromised, he must be working for someome. My bullet grazed his arm and I ducked and rolled, expecting him to fire back. He didn't. And not only did Reed trigger-happy Campbell not shoot at me, he turned and ran out of the room clutching his bleeding arm.

“This relic is the key to understanding Elara’s plans. We need answers, and we need them now.” Jessica raised her hand, her usual humor replaced by a rare seriousness. “What about Zara? She might know more about this.” All eyes turned to Zara, who stood near the back of the room. She hesitated, her gaze flickering to Mike before she stepped forward. “The relic is a source of power,” she began, her voice steady despite the nervousness in her eyes. “It’s said to amplify the abilities of whoever wields it. Elara must have been trying to use it to complete her ritual.”

“The reliquary should be a clear clue to that.” Aris nodded. “We'll give you a minute, but you have to figure it out fast; the weapons attacking us are very strong, and more monsters may come. I don't know how we would deal with an army of these things, Nadine,” Aris said, and I knew he was worried. We heard Drago's roar, and I became desperate, so I quickly opened the jewelry box and took out the reliquary. The monsters began to growl, which surprised me.

Jiu You shouted. The look on Kuang Zhan's face changed abruptly because his long golden spear was thrown out together with the tree. It was a Sacred Relic compatible with the golden armor on him. It could be wielded flexibly at short range, and its power was tremendous. It could also enhance his fighting ability. Most importantly, it was very handy to use, so he definitely couldn't lose it.

Now Zlo settled his cold gaze on Thassa, “And Thassa has brought me the Yakip relic in your pocket.” Thassa, having since set Bonbon down, now stepped protectively in front of her. He missed the glare she gave him as stepped forward with him. Bonbon and her baby would not be shying away from facing Zlo. Ilyria hoped it would not come to that. “I have nothing for you, Zlo,” spat Thassa though Iyria saw his one hand reflexively dig into the pocket in his pants where he must be keeping the necklace. Zlo’s eyes narrowed. “I have need of the relic,” he said, “Not of you.” He lifted his hands and they all felt the wind rising around them as Zlo readied to unleash his power.

"Jack wolf, please!" With a surge of adrenaline, Jack Wolf summoned every last ounce of strength. The spear shone brighter, its power surging through him like a river of light. Eryndor's eyes widened in surprise as Jack Wolf's grip tightened, the spear's tip pressing deeper into his chest. The dark magic swirling around him began to falter. Eryndor stood on his ground. The air was electric with the clash of steel and the scent of sweat and blood. Eryndor's Shadowing dagger seemed to dance in the moonlight, its dark blade slicing through the air with a haunting screee-ksss.

Time I certainly do not have. I mentally link one of the kitchen staff to bring us tea, and wave for the witch to keep speaking. “Like I said, the relic was only the first step. And it is useless without the weapon.” I pinch the bridge of my nose. “The journal said nothing about a weapon.” “It would not have, considering none of the shields, other than the very first, found his.” “If even the Alphas didn't know about the weapons, how do you?” I ask her suspiciously.

He created 2 more hands to hold the first arm, "this won't hold, it's at the peak of the Platinum Realm." "We have to go all out, we can't allow this thing to get away," Lisa said as she pulled out a 10ft long white bow with grey magic circles engraved into its body. It was lined with 36 marble sized grey energy cores from the same energy beast called the razorback lizard.

She carried a whip, and her thin pointed tail whipped curiously behind her. “Master? How may I help you?” He smiled at her and opened his hand in a welcoming gesture. “Come here, my pet.” He murmured. Excitedly, she walked up to him. He began to stroke her head as he would Flame’s. “I had some excellent news tonight, my dear.” She looked up at him with expectant and excited emerald green eyes. “What is it, my Lord?” He chuckled. “The relic and the pendant are coming home. I want you to have my men assemble the bones of my finest lost soldiers.”

“I’ll talk!” Zedekiel let him go with a sneer, casting him to the floor like filth. The spirit collapsed in a trembling heap. “Speak,” he spat. “Or I promise, you’ll face much worse.” From within the folds of his dark robes, he drew out a small object—a relic carved from bone-white stone and etched with glowing red runes. Kayziel’s eyes widened in abject terror. It was the Soul Crucible. He thought it had been lost to time, extinct, or destroyed during the war between Elves and humans but here it was, with his despicable nephew.