Caelus X Blade Novels & Stories

Then exploded outward. Thousands of crescent-shaped blades of silver energy rained down like a celestial storm. “Scatter!” Tyrel yelled. The battlefield erupted into motion. Kaelen lunged sideways just as several blades slammed into the ground where he had been standing, the explosions ripping open deep craters in the earth. Gluttony launched himself upward, his enormous wings beating once with tremendous force as he intercepted a cluster of the descending weapons. The crescent blades shattered against his demonic aura as he devoured their energy with a roar.

of the Tuning Forks was instantly neutralized, the energy grounded through the salt-mist and the Blade’s obsidian core. ​The Apostles stumbled, their fiber-optic robes short-circuiting in a shower of violet sparks. ​Kael didn't stop. He sprinted past them, reaching the main drive-shaft. It was a pillar of solid steel, three feet thick, spinning with enough force to grind a mountain to dust. ​"This is going to hurt," Kael muttered. ​He raised the Hush-Blade and brought it down on the spinning steel.

The Bloodclaw soldiers running down the corridor stopped for a second upon seeing him and hesitated. That second was enough. Cael surged forward like a whirlwind of steel and fury, his body nothing more than a vortex of calculated movements. Every strike, precise. Every stab, a mortal sigh. He broke necks with his hands, brutal twists that echoed the snap of dry branches. The knives he buried in enemy flesh weren't pushed; they were driven with fury. One by one, they fell. Some didn't even scream. Others did. Cael was not a man in that moment. He was a machine seeking vengeance. A storm of blades and bullets, without mercy, without hesitation.

Still, Soless shook her head to dispel the thought—there was no way Caleb would cultivate something so demonic. Looking at Caleb, she said, "I don't think its power, acceleration, or explosiveness is good enough. You're still holding back because your mind isn't strong enough, like you still don't have the resolve to end the world…" A golden scimitar appeared in her palm right then—it was the Skymoon Blade that Jax gave her. Rustle… That was when a terrible aura spread, pressing upon Caleb with the might to bend all things to its will. Shocked, Caleb promptly repelled the aura.

However, the Celestial Blade throbbed restlessly in Cacus' hands at the time, as if it was trying to get away from Cacus’s control. “Hmm?” Cacus was startled for a split second before squeezing the blade with his hand ferociously. “Just as expected,” he muttered. “An Astra weapon must be spiritual in nature! Still, the Astra weapon is nothing more than a weapon, so it’s a matter of time before I gain full control over you.” Cacus grabbed the Celestial Blade with both hands as soon as the voice died away. In an instant, a flood of black aura poured into the Celestial Blade. Cacus’ eyes then erupted in purple Fye fire. He began tempering the Celestial Blade in that manner.

As the two blades hit and clanged, the floor they had stood on cracked from the strong impact. Kael clenched his jaws from the vibrating pain in his arms. ‘What a powerful … weapon,’ he thought while he parried his sword against the legendary cursed blade. “I told you … Lucas is gone.” The demon drove a powerful kick at Kael’s gut. Although Kael had blocked it with his arms, the force itself blasted him away, slamming his back against one pillar. “Slash of Divinity!” he cast as he sliced the air with his sword downwards. The golden arc bolted towards the demon, aimed vertically.

BLADE 3. Pain. It was all I felt when I shot my eyes opened. I felt so sore and tired. The memories of how Lorenzo plunged deeper into me last night filled my mind. He was so cruel to me. I didn't find any enjoyment in it at all. I tried lifting my hands and I was happy It was back to functioning. My tit hurts too as a result of the sucking he did last night.

Caelum counted about thirty of them and though he could easily take them down, he was more concerned about what Noah might do to Astraea should he miss to keep an eye on her. “You see… I invited you here for a show. I believe my men already told you before you killed them.” “Fuck you, Noah,” Caelum spat. “Fuck you and your fucked-up games.” Caelum’s eyes darkened as he channeled Chase’s energy. Power surged through him, his canines elongated, and his nails lengthened to form razor-sharp claws. “LAST TIME!” he roared, in a deep terrifying voice that sounded more like a beast than a human.

Pieces of its brain sprang to the floor. This man is Azrael Cross. A legendary assassin under The Association, he has completed several high-level assassinations including big mafia bosses and drug cartel bosses. These high-level assassinations were attempted by many but only Azrael was able to do so, the member of The association had great respect for him. Click! Click! Azrael's camera sounds. He took a photo of Leo's body to confirm his death to his client and this is also one of the required procedures that the assassin must follow no matter what happens. After that, he immediately sent these photos to them.