Fighting Spirit Series Novels & Stories

Diego couldn’t see her clearly because of the darkness, but she knew who that was. The Spirit was a female with powdered blue skin, long red hair and wore no clothes. Her naked body had stains of purple-black substances that covered her left leg, her right arm and her right eye which made her look even scarier. The Spirit was in shackles from its neck down to its ankles. “What thinking would you be busy with when your life is going to end in a couple of hours?” the Spirit laughed. She looked at Diego with her red eyes. Her black lips stretched into a smile. “Don’t tell me you’re thinking of escaping, child…”

The air grew thick with an oppressive energy, and the temperature plummeted. “We’ve activated the temple’s defenses,” Brian warned. “We need to hold them off while we secure the Heartstone.” The guardian spirits advanced, their eyes glowing with malevolent intent. Marinetta and her team readied themselves for battle, their instincts sharp and their resolve unwavering. The clash was fierce. Marinetta’s wolf form roared with fury as she engaged the guardian spirits, her claws slashing through the ethereal forms. Brian, Silas, and Lola fought alongside her, their movements coordinated and precise.

It was a 10th stage spirit beast and looked like a tiger. Tsarayu recognized this Spirit beast as well. It was called Spirit devouring tiger. It was a normal bloodline beast and it was said that its speed, strength, and defense were all strong. But that wasn't the most frightening part - the scary part was that it was a beast that was proficient in spiritual attacks. Although it mostly killed its prey through pure strength, when it faced a stronger opponent, the spirit devouring tiger targeted their Martial soul through spiritual attacks to trap them in a mental prison while he killed them on the outside.

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I sliced through them, spinning as I dodged another attack. I needed space. I slammed my palm into the ground, sending out a pulse of Spirit Force. The hands crumbled. Charon stumbled back. I leapt into the air, flipping, and landed behind him. My blade slashed his back. Black smoke poured out. He hissed. "Good. Fight harder. It makes their souls scream." He raised his staff again. This time, blue fire burst from it. It twisted into snakes, each one hissing and biting. I ducked, rolled, then sent out a wave of heat from my core. The snakes exploded.

Hollowborn poured forth—not the pale things from before, but towering monstrosities, skin stretched thin over muscle and bone, mouths gaping where chests should be. Logan turned to Kael and Elara. "Together." "Always," Kael answered, knives ready. "Always," Elara echoed, hands glowing with light. They charged. Logan was a storm, his blade cleaving through Hollowborn with brutal grace. Kael danced between them, his knives precise and merciless, leaving streaks of black blood. Elara moved behind them, her light burning away shadows, each pulse unraveling the creatures before her. Link and Lilly fought back to back, her flames carving a path while his claws tore through anything that got close.

The tall one drew a sword, the others knives and clubs. I closed my fists, “Come on. Show me what you got.” They came as the fight began. I fought with the wrath of my spirit. When I entered their tent, something in me blew up. My hands opened and shut. My teeth struck out. It was not a joke; they felt bones break, but not mine – I paid no attention to who I killed. I was just here to kill.

In my past life, my class cornered me on the school rooftop after our SAT. "Winnie wouldn't have jumped if you didn't rat us out!" "You ruined our chances to make it into Croma, the best college there is! We had a million staked on this!" With the class officer taking the lead, over a dozen pairs of hands pushed me at the same time. I could hear the howling in my ears as I fell, and they were all laughing in relief. When I opened my eyes again, I was alive and sitting in class on the day before our SAT. Winnie Ascott was standing up front, her phone screen projected on the whiteboard. She was presenting an app called the Ultimate Answer Sheet, with an electronic contract beside it. "

Levi turned to look at the Resentful Spirit, showing no signs of anger, just a faint mocking smile: “Just a discarded tool daring to be so arrogant.” The longsword in Levi’s hand burst into flames, dazzling brighter than a sky full of stars. “There is no need for a second Levi in this world.” After saying this, he raised the sword, slashing straight towards the Resentful Spirit. The Resentful Spirit showed no fear either, curling his lips to reveal sharp fangs, his laughter becoming more sinister: “You discard sexual desire and power, but you can’t discard your pride! Do you still dare to fight me now?”

“Come out.” The spirit appeared from the darkness. It looked more like a daemon that a warrior spirit. “Were you successful?” he asked. “More than successful.” the spirit said. “Now, it begins.” “No, now, it ends.” The spirit jumped on him. They fell to the ground. Darkness was around them. The nephew tried to free himself from the spirit. There was no use, the spirit was too strong. The spirit lifted his paw, high in the air. Blood rushed on the parquet. The spirit disappeared. The nephew turned his head once more, looking at the throne. He started crawling to the throne, he moved a few inches, and died with his arm pointed at the throne.