Infinite Bloodcore Novels & Stories

Because, it was almost impossible to get the core in their place let alone. "Alright, the third item is this thing! In this last item is a beast core!" The auctioneer said, taking out a large box containing a beast core that was the size of a five-year-old's body and also had a strong aura. All eyes were immediately mesmerised by the core beast, and from the energy that came out they could confirm that the element inside was fire. The fire was so strong that it was probably at the peak of fire itself, the second elder's observant eyes saw a drop of blood in the centre of the core that it was probably the pure blood of the beast.

I shouted, she will just hurt herself, I know what kind of creature he is and she won't win over him whether she likes it or not. He's a vampire and fire is his element, but which clan does he belong to cause trouble in a werewolf pack? There's a rule that vampires should never start a war against werewolves and vice versa without enough reason or else that clan will be erased in this world. Isn't he aware that he's all alone and he might die any moment from now? Oh, I get it, he used Blade's face because he knows that they will never hurt their alpha. He has a great mind but he will never succeed in trying to fool me. Azmariah Denise Cole should be added to the list of these werewolves that

“A catastrophe so great that both sides will fight as one against a common enemy. In twelve months, a new nation will rise from the ashes: Corpsehaven.” Binge’s laugh was hollow. “I knew it. We should’ve used River’s citizens instead of beast cores as a replacement for the relay core. Beast cores were never compatible with humans. That’s why I’m dying. That’s why everyone will die and resurrect as mindless beings.” “Not everyone,” Hound corrected. “A few will naturally resist the disease. And I’ve already prepared a cure. Tested, of course, by yours truly.” He clapped slowly in Emily’s direction.

“Forgive me your highness, but your blood is the only way.” The blood dropped on the empty page of the book as soon as the door smashed open. A wolf masked man pointed his gun at me. "Found ya," he snickered evilly. I felt all the blood drained from my face and my body became numb. What kind of danger have I put myself into? I closed my eyes tightly and hoped that this is just a nightmare I have to get through. I heard he pulled the trigger and a blast filled the muffled room. God, I don’t know why you are letting this happen to me… but please save us! I prayed earnestly

Fear succumbed her whole body making her unable to move. "N-no! I am not the cure! Stay away from me! No!!!" That was the last words were heard by her as the people started tearing her skin making her blood ooze out non-stop. With such strength by numerous people attacking her, they managed to tear apart her limbs without difficulty. There are some people who had seen this soul-taking scene and managed to ran away fast. They were scared that these people might get them.

He opened his mouth and vomited a torrent of black blood mixed with chunks of his own organs. His legendary physical defense was useless against an attack from within. His two-and-a-half-meter frame crumpled like a tower with its foundation cut out. THUD. He hit the bloodstone stage hard, sending up a cloud of dust. His body twitched twice, then went still. His wolf core, corrupted by dark energy, had been reduced to powder. Eira pulled her hand back. She didn’t glance at Barton’s body. She pulled a tattered cloth from her pocket and wiped her fingertip, as if brushing away dust.

Her strength had multiplied several times, her senses had also been enhanced, and within her chest, something had been formed… a Blood Core! From what Chaos had investigated, Blood Cores were the special organ that Vampires possessed, which helped them cultivate faster by absorbing blood from enemies rather quickly and using it as essential to enhancing their cultivation. As Chaos had both a Blood Core and a Dragon Heart, he was able to cultivate and grow very fast.

"Die blood sucker!' The Hound cried striking out with his own sword decapitating the Vampire. Every Vampire who attacked The Hounds were facing the same fate, Whatever type of blood weapon they used simply disappeared, splattering to the ground back in it's liquid form, leaving them looking like a couple of crack pots who had charged the enemy with imaginary weapons. This was all due to Christopher's efforts when he was down in the dungeon. The miniature core he had created not only helped to fuel the gate summoning them all to The Darkness, but when he had the soldiers step through the core their specially made armor soaked in a fraction of the blood and magic from the core making the vampi

Anuradha would die, Avanti fell to her knees and began to cry. Mr. Ajay asked his son to find the blood type from other sources. Abhishek nods, he turns around leaving when I call him back."Abhishek, hold on please,?" I said. He took a stop and turned back to face me. "Yes! What is it?" He replied. I backed up a little from everyone and came to the doctor. "Sir, can you please take my blood, I match," I said to him.

And it seemed to originate from the scar, tearing at his skin like ten thousand men with countless claws seeking reprieve from the imprisonment of his flesh as he held on. The darkness around him bled, pooling to the floor, as if washed down by cleansing water. He knew blood all too well. He had seen a lot of it. And he knew it very well. The darkness flowed all around him, like blood from a slit throat. And in time, even the hilts spilled with it. Strength returned to Sethlzaar's legs and when he rose the darkness was gone.