Novel & Cerita Commander Bly Black Series

he asked. “Nothing, Mist.” I replied and looked back at Black Dragon. Again, he’s just looking at us waiting for a response. Then Yosef-hyung reacted. “Topgun of Dark Knight, 20. Best in handling guns and ammunitions. Operations leader. Call me Yosef Advincula or just Yosef outside. Stargazer and Polaris’s supervisor. Welcome to our crew.” He said extending his hand to Black Dragon and he just accepts it, now with a smile on his face. I’m really confused. I thought. He then turned to me and asked.

Suddenly a new smell appeared, June heard footsteps and slowly raised his head and saw another student walking towards them. "Shit", Kent muttered. June smirked, his system notified the approaching figure as the male lead. June wouldn't look at the person's face properly but he heard the deep voice that oozed authority, "Leave before I break your bones." Everyone knew that Sirius was the next leader of their clan. He had been trained to rule and fight since he was young.

He gestured at me. "You can't kill me, Silas. I own this fucking city... and I will get back everything you shitheads took from me." His smile dropped. "I will end The Black Rose..." he seethed. "One petal at a time." He laughed. "Isn't that exciting?" He put his hands in his pockets and turned around, not caring about the gun being aimed at his back. Lorenzo and Noir were behind Silas, along with several men that hadn't been there before, pointing their guns at the opposing men.

he yells. I shake my head. "Like you'd leave without me!" I see him smile his goofy smile. He's missing four teeth in the front and has two silver teeth in the back. His greying hair is tied clumsily behind a dirty and worn down green bandana, making him look like a crazy old man. He may look crazy, and is crazy, but he has the biggest heart out of anyone. He's treated Nate and I like his very own children for years now. Ever since our first captain, Black Blood, was fatally injured during an on-going war and in his last dying breath named Nate the new captain. Black Blood took us to be his very own children since he never had any of his own. The memory of him brought tears in my eyes but I

Sinking to the floor, she closed her eyes. The Black Cliff was plunged into the darkness of the night, illuminated by blinding flashes of lightning. The sea and the sky staged an unspoken battle: the opened whirlpool twisted a lone ship in its grip, high waves rolled noisily onto the shore, hit rocks and protruding reefs. The terrified sailors held on to the masts, but the raging elements flooded the deck, flowed down the cut-water onto a mermaid-amulet carved from wood. From the bright flashes, the face of the sea maiden turned into a grinning mask, and the tail was hidden by another wave, wanting to separate the "wooden mermaid" from the hull and pull it into its arms. Black, impenetrable

Victor whispered darkly, turning toward his remaining commanders with a murderous snarl. "Call the mercenaries from the northern border. Contact every syndicate boss who owes us a debt. I don't care how much money it costs, I don't care how many bodies drop—Zayden Blackthorn will die. And I will start by tearing that little human whore out of his fortress and slitting her throat in front of him."

The book shimmered faintly. He didn’t speak at first, simply gestured toward it as if he wanted me to ask. But before I could utter a word, the door opened behind us. A soldier stepped in, broad-shouldered, with the kind of hardened stare that only came from years of war. His aura told me instantly: he was the commander of Xareth’s army. Xareth’s expression hardened. “Go. I will call you back,” he said curtly. I stood at once and made my exit, making sure my heeled boots struck the floor with loud, deliberate steps. Let him believe I was gone.

Then, out of nowhere, that young dude in all black shows up in line, and bam, he has got the officer's full attention. With a swift signal to his troops, the soldiers, who had been busy with the inspections, swarmed the guy in black, guns at the ready. "Heh heh," the officer sneered, striding over to the man in black with a smirk plastered on his face. "Commander-in-chief of Pendragon, you've got guts, showing up here in Nexus Town all on your own." With a dramatic wave of his hand, the officer sent a dozen soldiers barreling toward the man in black.

The only thing that left a bitter taste in his mouth was the main castle that stood proudly in front of him, as if taunting him with its three tall towers that remained unbroken and unbent, still glowing with its lustrous magical forcefield. “Commander, should I be concerned?” The Black night finally states, feeling impatient and sore at the sight that was in front of him. The man on his right wearing the same black armor but with a dog like a shaped helmet quickly made his horse stride to get a bit closer, it was the head of the Black Army; Commander Tycus Brell, swallowed hard, suddenly turning pale upon hearing the displeasure in his leaders' tone. “No my prince, it's just that we need a

Through the spray of oil, steam, and dark blood, the heavy iron doors of the central command tower ground open. A massive figure stepped onto the deck. He wasn't wearing a diving suit; he wore the heavy, dark-blue military coat of a Western Admiral, his chest covered in medals made of unrefined moon-gems. His face was pale, his eyes entirely black—a sign of deep, generational Abyssal corruption. In his right hand, he held a massive, mechanical broadsword powered by a glowing, violet core that hissed with unstable energy.