Celestial Blade Novels & Stories

"No! Kael hurried to her side and yelled. Damon moved ahead of the charging shadow monsters, his blade flashing as he struggled to keep us safe. I raised the heavenly blade high and turned back to the anchor. "This is over!" In my hands, the celestial blade's brilliance pulsed in time with my heart's thunderous beat. The anchor was in front of me, its surface pulsing with the might of the Void and cracking. The air felt heavy and oppressive as if a hiss of dark energy were released with every fracture.

he says darkly, he leaves my hand, he turns around towards Hera's dungeon but I run and stand in his way. I put my hand on his chest to stop him "You will not touch her, she's helping us" I say standing my ground, he pushes my hand away as if it burned his skin, I look at my hanging hand in shock. "She is ruining us" he puffs out an angry breath, and walks past me hurriedly. "Reject me Dominic! reject me now!" I scream behind him but he doesn't stop to answer. "I Celeste, the choosen Luna of the Red Moon pack reject....." My words are cut short as Dominic reaches to me in no time and pulls my hair, "SHUT UP!" He screams, his whole body shaking in anger.

If I hadn't stopped that attack, I might have died. Analyze! [Meteor Blade] [A blade fashioned from old stars that have fallen from the sky. It is one of the world's most powerful substances.] "Hmmm...interesting." I then took a glance at the sword I was wielding. There was a minor scratch in the middle. It was at this point that the two blades collided. Despite the fact that my blade was an artefact honed with a Unique rank core, this unrefined blade was able to damage it. "Wise, you there?"

Hellebore Dagger – twin to the blade, smaller, venom-green edge. 5. Progenitor Heart #1 – ruby, coyote-shaped, beating. 6. Progenitor Heart #2 – amethyst, wolf-shaped, howling. 7. Morua Blood Compass – brass, spinning, pointing nowhere—yet. Ana (reverent): “Dacia’s first seven. The other forty are locked—not by time, but by strength. You must grow first. This is only the beginning.” Celeste (hand on katana): “The blade.” Mist blade leapt into my grip—weightless, cold, alive.

With a thrust of his spear, he pierced through one woolly mammoth. Since he had no one to protect him, he could not unseal his restrictions like Lynn to directly reach stage nine of the martial celestial god realm. Seeing Walter and Barry help him block the charging mammoths while Lynn was still unsealing her restrictions, Chase launched an offensive against her. He waved his right hand, and the Greedy Wolf Blade appeared. The blade, several thousand feet long, slashed down from the sky, cutting a blank area through the hundred thousand troops Lynn had summoned. Green blood and Zago corpses were scattered everywhere, emitting waves of foul stench.

Her hands fumbled in the corner, the sound of zippers and clattering makeup spilling onto the floor. “I—I can’t find it!” she stammered. The shadow creature twisted under me, throwing its weight. My grip slipped, claws raking down my ribs. Pain flared white and hot. “You’ll find it now,” I snapped, forcing its head against the rug. “Or she dies!” That jolted her. Pelin scrambled to her bag, yanking the red crescent blade free. It glowed faintly, the markings along its edge pulsing like embers.

Only the sudden weight of steel sliding through flesh and bone, exactly where the mark burned brightest. The Luna mark broke as the blade pierced it. It was not a sound anyone could hear, but something you felt through the bond—like ice cracking beneath unbearable pressure. Kaelor’s pain tore through me so violently I almost missed my own. His shout spread across the battlefield, raw and broken, and every wolf collapsed where they stood. The light around my body shattered. The power drained from me, sinking into the earth, into the sky, into nothing. I looked down. The blade had gone straight through the mark.

"Thought you could use proper equipment." He opened the case. Inside lay two curved blades made of meteor silver. "They're beautiful," Tamara breathed. "Beautiful and deadly. Magic is great, but what if it fails?" Derek picked up one blade. "These will work when nothing else does." They moved to a clear area. Derek showed her basic forms. How to hold the blades. How to move with them instead of against them. "You're a natural," he said after an hour. "Most people take weeks to get that fluid."

"I won't let go." Rhydian smiled through the blood on his lips. "You never have to." The Twin Blades merged into one brilliant white sword. Its light pierced the heavens. The King of the Void looked at the weapon. For the first time... It took a single step backward. "You forged..." Its voice carried something unfamiliar. "...the Blade of Beginning." The Creator smiled. "No. They did." The white blade released a pulse of light that spread across the collapsing world. Dead trees bloomed. Broken stone became green with life. The frightened Gatekeepers felt hope returning to their hearts. Even the widening crack in the sky stopped growing.

"I didn't expect them to be this tough!" Inside the main hall, Tedric and the others looked grim. They had been confident in the Dragonsbane Mech. However, after such a prolonged battle, the mech had yet to gain the upper hand. These world-class champions and the leaders of Dasovia's factions truly had some tricks up their sleeves. At that moment, a celestial blade shot out from the battlefield's edge, streaking across the night sky as if splitting it in half.