Godblight Novels & Stories

A cruel smile twisted Fen's lips, and with a guttural growl, he unleashed his ultimate attack, a concentrated beam of pure darkness that threatened to engulf both him and Alex in an eternal abyss. But Alex was prepared. With a surge of crystalline energy, she summoned the full might of The god of crystal, channelling the supreme god's power into a radiant orb of light. As the two forces collided, the battlefield erupted in a blinding flash, the very air around them crackling with raw power.

His target entered the abandoned building walked inside while occasionally looking outside like she was expected someone is going to this place. Enter the room where Azrael is the target. All of a sudden Azrael shot the target in the leg causing the target to fall. Azrael went down to his hiding place to finish the target with his blade but the target still held her pistol while she was lying on the ground. When Azrael was close to the target, she suddenly turned around and shot Azrael. Azrael dodged the first shot but was hit in the shoulder in the second shot. Because of this, Azrael just knelt down while holding his shoulder so that his blood would not leak. “You are Azrael Cross. What di

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

I put myself in front of her, Gabriel stands on her left side and Thorn on her right. It takes a few seconds but then the army starts running towards us. Some of them get shot by lighted arrows from the wall or light bombs from the catapults. Most of them unfortunately keep running at us. Gabriel blasts anyone close enough with lightning and Thorn burns eve-ryone on the right to ash. I blast row after row of demons with purple witch fire or let them explode with power outbursts of light magic. Faith starts to sing louder and louder and the light is now flowing out of her and becomes like a cloud of mist. The mist flows through us and makes its way through the army of the Under Realm. It gets

And left without lids with which to blink, he knew he would go blind long before death would take him. Then Cynth had displayed his own level of abomination. From his hands fire, black as night, spewed and where they burned, blades grew. The battle changed after that. Night fell, and in the darkness the incarnate evaded each blow as if he feared one strike would kill him. But it took more strikes than he could count before Cynth’s victory came within grasp.

The very earth under his feet seemed to groan in protest, and the acrid scent of freshly turned dirt mingled with the sharp tang of ozone, assaulting Brodi's senses as he ducked his head against the maelstrom and continued to silently advance. Above, the heavens were entirely shrouded by roiling, malignant clouds that seemed to devour any trace of starlight or moonshine. Leif and Astrid appeared to him only in the stark, searing flashes of the lightning overhead. The thunder that followed was a deafening roar, so powerful that it resonated deep within his chest, but still he stalked toward his prey. Squinting against the flying debris, he finally saw his brothers and the warriors in position

ELIJAH Umbra stares at me, his eyes wide with shock. He can't believe that I've defeated him. He had been so sure of his victory, and yet, here I am, standing before him, triumphant. Umbra growls, his voice filled with rage. He raises his hand, and a wave of dark energy surged towards me. I brace myself, preparing for the impact. But this time, I am ready. I channel the darkness within me again, forming a powerful shield around myself. Umbra's attack crashes against the shield, and it shatters into pieces.

Dillian laughed provocatively, a mischievous smile dancing across his lips. “That’s true…” I growled sarcastically, baring my fangs as I watched Dillian avoid my eyes in unease, surprising everyone. “It is a fact that my mate has been blind since birth. It is also true that Nocturnus marked her with his magic. Doesn’t that make you question why? Why would the Moon Goddess assign a blind she-wolf to her most loyal and supreme warrior? Why would the Dark God go through the trouble of marking her instead of killing her?”

My voice broke with panic, my hands scrambling for my blade. “Quick, Eren, torches—now!” Aziz barked. Flint scratched. A torch flared, then another. Uncle Eren shoved one into a wall sconce, the flames casting long, jittering shadows. Then it happened. Our hellblades began to glow. A red pulse, faint at first, then stronger, like a heartbeat shared between them all. The glow shimmered across the stone, reflecting in our eyes. My throat tightened. “Why is it glowing already, I don’t see anything?”

Inside the glass chamber, a swirling mass of oily, black smoke—the captured Blight—was thrumming with a predatory hunger. "Caelum, Lyra, join hands," I said, my heart in my throat. The White Wolf twins stood in the center of the summit. Lyra’s violet light flared, creating a protective "lens" of kinetic fire. Caelum reached out his hand and touched the glass of the diffuser. He didn't scream. He didn't turn grey. He simply breathed. The Shadow-Blight flowed into Caelum’s aura, turning his emerald-shadows into a dark, iridescent smoke. He raised his hands toward the white sky, and the smoke shot upward, a pillar of pure, liquid darkness that pierced the solar-fire of Solis.