Death Knight Forum Novels & Stories

“Only James and I are still alive, the other dark knights were all lost.” When Thorn saw the black smoke rising in the sky, he had already expected the worst. He pulled himself to his feet and looked around the room. “This will not go unanswered. No one kills a dark knight without paying with his own blood,” he announced, “We will have our revenge; a place hidden deep in the eastern forest requires our attention.”

Undead Creations: Bone Knight: A towering behemoth clad in armour forged from the very bones of the fallen. These warriors are formidable in battle, their strength augmented by the souls of countless warriors bound within their skeletal frame. Summoning a Bone Knight requires a vast number of souls and a deep connection to the power of death. Wraith Stalker: A spectral assassin, swift and deadly, composed of pure ethereal energy. Wraith Stalkers are masters of stealth and surprise, their forms flickering in and out of existence, leaving trails of icy cold in their wake.

Terry snarled through gritted teeth, his injuries making his anger even more palpable. The other guild members began shouting, their earlier caution forgotten. "So what if you're a Dragon Knight? You struck first, and that gives us every right to retaliate. The headquarters won't say a word against us!" Someone else growled, "Do you really think that being at the Boneforging Realm makes you invincible? Wait until you face our Founding Master!" "Mr. Miles gave you so many chances, yet you chose death!" Felix's response was a mocking laugh. "Oh, look at you all, barking louder when hiding behind someone stronger."

Shadows swallowed his sinister smile. Rumors swirled through the city: "Gaming vampires," "Supernatural showdown," and "Total Eclipse under siege." Speculation fueled tension. The pack was prepared and focused. Blaze, Storm, Rain, Ryker, and Phoenix stood united against the darkness. Would the Quad Kings conquer eternal rivals, or would Valoric's hive reign supreme? Only time will tell.

A wet gasp, a convulsive shudder, and another corpse joined the night's tally. The last man had found composure, sword raised in proper guard stance. "Yield! In the name of..." "In whose name?" Kaelen emerged into moonlight, letting his hood fall back. "The Light? The Council? The same authorities who murder children and call it justice?" Recognition flickered across the man's features. "You're him. The heretic knight. Dawnblade." "I am. And you are?" "Robert Fletcher. Lord Blackmoor's man. Or was, before..." He lowered his sword slightly. "We heard you were dead. Executed with the others."

"Then how about these, in exchange, perhaps do you know someone who could appraise some S-tier items?" I said, since I doubt the Deathly Hallows guild will be able to be permitted to subjugate the Unbeatable A-tier Quest in Devon Island with a mere F-tier such as me, especially when such a quest had left the world's best guild to such a dire state. For sure the Canadian Branch of Challengers Association will be more cautious. Because of that, the few billions that I will get from joining them may no longer be a viable option. The Deck Orders Guild might know someone who can appraise S-tier items other than going to Auction Houses. I might even get a discount if ever.

Then he handed the phone to Chu Xun and said respectfully, "Please have a look, Mr. Chu." Chu Xun took the phone and saw that the whole forum was full of his name. "The Return of Immortal Chu!" "Having Disappeared for 15 Years, He Killed Human King Angrily as soon as He Returned!" "The Devil Lord Chu Came Back and Killed Three Kings in Succession—Who Can Compete with Him?" ... ... All the tiles of the posts were related to him. After a moment of silence, Chu Xun asked, "What's this?" Zhong Ren explained how the Martial Tao Forum was established.

So maybe it's better that he is not here. “So, here’s the things we know about the killer. Firstly his targets are all renowned and prominent men in our country. Until now he has had three victims. Mr. Arik Watson- 48 years old. Estimated time of death 1st April 2020, 3.30 A.M. He was a prosecutor who won several awards for bringing justice to the people. Dr. Robert Jonson- 54 years old. Estimated time of death 12th July 2020, 3.50 A.M. He was one of the best general surgeons in our country. Mr. James Brown -50 years old. Estimated time of death 23th January 2021, 3.45 A.M. He was the founder and the Chairman of J.B. Garments company.” And with that, Mr. Anderson gave each of his teammates

“After what happened with the Gordons, every door is closing in our fucking faces. The Blackwood Group is falling apart right in front of us. Every day, we lose more contracts. More investors pull out. We’re bleeding money faster than we can replace it. I’ve been trying to hold everything together, but I can’t do miracles. To me, it seems obvious that if we don’t do something drastic—and soon—, we’ll be bankrupt by the end of the year. So no, this isn’t what I want. But it might be the only choice we have left.” She’s right. But I still can’t believe she’s actually considering this. The Dark Knights isn’t just a formal event. It’s a marketplace where powerful people get access to technology,

Gold, specifically. I snorted. Plebs... ‘Dragons hoard lots of things.’ I typed authoritatively. ‘Heck, some might have a stamp collection. You never know.’ That stirred a flurry of debate I only half paid attention to because I was looking for him. A few weeks ago, DracoK4u had joined the forums. All the forums. Not to say that was unusual, most of my friends were in all five forums. Dragon fanatics, all of us. What had been different about DracoK4u is that he joined all the forums at once. Usually, a true dragon freak like me kind of organically migrated from one to the other over the course of weeks. Or at least days.