Godblight Novelas e Histórias

The lightning exploded forward. A massive bolt of dark energy tore through the battlefield straight toward Eliana with enough force to erase her completely. Gabriel shouted her name. Everything happened in a second. Before the lightning could touch her, another magic surged across the battlefield from the side. Silver-black energy collided against Hyna’s attack violently. The impact exploded across the battlefield like thunder. The dark lightning shattered instantly. A powerful wave of energy spread outward and everyone turned toward its source. Jeremiah. He stood at the edge of the battlefield, his aura radiating with terrifying intensity. His eyes glowed faintly as hybrid magic pulsed arou

His words stung, hinting at the traitor’s knowledge. Lana’s betrayal in my past life flashed, the way she messed the pack up, leaving nothing but chaos in her wake. “Keep talking,” I growled, dodging another swipe, my claws snapping at his arm again. My aura flared, a storm of power, countering his unstable shard-claw. Blood dripped from my claws, his scent—iron and rot—choking the air. Gabriel flanked from the left, his amber eyes glowing, claws slashing through a Bloodclaw enforcer. His black coat was ripped, his crescent scar glinting as he tore into another rogue, his Nightmoor scouts snarling behind him.

Now, only power spoke. Gloria knelt first, laying a talon-shaped blade across her knees. Its hilt was carved from bone that pulsed faintly in the darkness, like a heartbeat echoing through the ground. The air grew colder around her, coiling like serpents, and her lips moved without sound. The frost crawling along her skin wasn’t entirely natural; it was the blade calling to her, the spirits whispering their obedience.

FLASHBACK — HELL, MINUTES BEFORE The battle reached a fever pitch as Luna, her eyes blazing with fury, unleashed a spear of moonlight that pierced through the chaos, aimed straight at Allistair. The missile hissing through the air made its way, its ethereal light a stark contrast to the darkness of Hell. Allistair, no longer constrained by the Seraphim sigils, absorbed the attack with ease. His Chaos surged, transmuting the celestial energy into something far more potent. With a flick of his wrist, he returned the assault a thousand times stronger, sending a wave of raw, unbridled power crashing back toward Luna.

Flames surged upward, swallowing the obsidian, the bone, the crown. The Blood Father screamed, his power unraveling. The alliance surged forward, pushing back the tide of shadow. Sera fought like a storm, her blade singing. Lucien roared, his mark blazing. Kaelion shielded Aria, his body trembling. And Luna descended, her eyes glowing with light.

"Now shut up and let me work." Chloe could only watch as Ursula took Chloe's hands in her own and closed her eyes before beginning to mutter words that the blonde didn't recognise. She didn't have time to question it though, because no sooner had Ursula began to chant in her strange language, a light blue glow began to pulse from their joined hands. It grew and grew with each chant, flowing up Chloe's arms like a cleansing breeze. It felt oddly nice and calming but strange at the same time. Part of her wanted to run away from the strange light but another part wanted to stay, fascinated by what she was seeing. Witnessing such a remarkable thing distracted her from the perpetual anxiety withi

Zadicus called, sharing the reason why exactly he used this ancient sword. “What…?” Katastrofi was taken aback as no human was able to withstand this spell before. “You can’t use this, you will die.” Katastrofi informed Zadicus but he was determined and began to cast the name of twelve relics. “Darkened Vision.” He opened the first gate, and an obsidian appeared on top of him, representing the first relic. “No..” Katastrofi moved back but Zadicus began to attack him with double force he was using before and Katastrofi countered it easily for now.

The Helblaze Dragons headed to the void with roars. At the same time, Yianni frantically seized the Bohnwer Light. A black Sword Light flashed by. A black sword headed straight toward the Helblaze Dragons.

Thrusting out Dragonbane, Adrian pierced through Shadowblade from above, causing the latter to scream in agony once more. Infuriated, Shadowblade swung a punch at Adrian, who swiftly retreated. "Marissa, lights!" Adrian commanded. The eagle screeched, and two beams of light shot from its eyes. This blinded Shadowblade, who screamed in agony as he clutched his eyes. Rozi and Adrian dove in from above and stabbed their swords through Shadowblade once more. His cries filled the air as Adrian and Rozi pulled their swords apart, splitting Shadowblade's body in two again.

“We… we need to know. Our daughter… She’s been… involved with the Moonlit pack. And we need to know…” The Oracle regarded them with a knowing look, as if she could see straight into their minds. “Ah, I see.”, she said softly. “Yes, I have sensed the stirrings of destiny surrounding your daughter. There is indeed a connection between her and the Moonlit pack, a bond that transcends time and space.” Elio and Leonora exchanged stunned glances, their hearts pounding with a mixture of fear and disbelief. “But… what does it mean?”, Elio asked, his voice trembling with emotion.