Maze Runner Beetle Blade Novels & Stories

His ice blade pierced through easily. “KAAAA!” A shrill, agonized cry burst from the scorpion as it lost balance and collapsed onto one side. Before it could recover, Rayden was already atop it, his blade driving down, piercing the gap between its head and body, shattering its spicerermony core in a single lethal strike. When silence returned, Rayden stood atop the beast’s corpse, his breath slightly ragged.

Once its head was released, the beetle turned his attention to Rex, who sensed the beast was going to try the same tactic with him, he raised one hand in a mad attempt to prevent the beetle’s head from dropping, grasping the hilt of his sword tightly with the other hand, once the head reached Rex’s raised hand, he strained, grunting from the effort, he was able to slow the beetle enough from shutting the gap under its head, he closed his eyes, remembering a spell Markus had taught him, he grasped magic and with a sweeping circular motion with his sword hand, he severed the beetle’s head, orange blood gushing over him from the open neck stump, the beetle’s body dropping onto its stomach at th

"Tell me what I am looking at." [Warning, Host Eva! Tier 2 Mutated Variant identified: Blade-Stalker. High speed, high durability, and lethal melee capacity. Your hunting knife cannot pierce its main chest plating. Avoid direct blocks. Structural damage to the immediate ledge is critical!] "I do not plan to block, " I said through my teeth, my eyes locked onto the burning red glare of the beast's eyes. The Blade-Stalker did not wait. It let out a loud metallic hiss that made my teeth hurt and its right arm swung forward fast. The bone blade cut through the air with a whistle aiming straight for my neck.

The monster recoiled slightly, clearly averse to the light. "That’s it!" Bima gasped. "Light! And high-frequency vibrations!" "System, you said its weaknesses are light and high-frequency vibrations! How do I make a vibration?!" Bima asked internally, struggling to stay focused despite his weakened state. [System Suggestion: Use the First Aid Kit! The flashlight in the kit produces high-frequency sounds that can temporarily drive away the Slime Lurker (BOSS Level)!] [Mission 'Find Medical Supplies Quickly' – First Aid Kit acquired!]

The thin sheet metal peeled away, replaced by a layer of matte-black armor plating two centimeters thick. At the front bumper, two reinforced alloy beams extended outward, converging into a vicious triangular ram—barbed and glinting with cold menace. It was the [Alloy Spiked Ram], designed to shatter anything in its path. And around the wheel hubs, razor-sharp rotating spikes slowly extended. Those were the [Hub Grinder Spikes], built to shred the legs of any zombie foolish enough to get close. The light faded. A black beast of brutal, violent beauty crouched on the zombie wasteland—a creature of raw steel and primal power. It was no longer a flimsy civilian RV that could fall apart at any m

Sparks flew from his wheels scraping the concrete floor. The second, lean and fast, carried a pair of whips tipped with razor wire. She circled her bike, fingers flexing like claws, eyes scanning for weakness. The third had jagged blades welded to his wheels, teeth gnashing at the edge of his helmet. Every turn, every jerk of his bike sent shards of metal flashing. The fourth, massive like a war elephant, had a ram-like attachment on the front, ready to crush anything in his path. The fifth carried a crossbow rigged to fire explosive bolts. He crouched low, aiming, ready to launch.

Every sound out here mattered. We passed the second beacon point, old pine roots and broken bark from when the ruin was burned long ago. Kale dismounted and pressed a rune rod into the earth. He whispered the activation phrase. The ground pulsed gold for a moment. Node two. Two more to complete the circuit. We continued, the forest rising like bones around us, branches clawing at the moonlight. I held the twin‑crescent blade in one hand, runes softly pulsing along the edge. It felt warm, connected.

The beasts bolted in terror, dragging the carriage into a wild skid, branches whipping against the sides like vengeful spirits. Joren fought like a cornered beast at the rear, his axe cleaving through two attackers in a brutal arc, their bodies crumpling with wet thuds. But numbers overwhelmed us. A blade caught Joren's side, and he staggered, bellowing a curse before rallying. Ryker parried strikes from three sides, sweat beading on his brow, but I saw the strain—the way his movements slowed as a poisoned dagger grazed his hand. The cut was shallow, but the toxin worked fast; his face paled, veins darkening like ink under his skin.

I barely had time to raise the Blade of the Unwritten to block the blow. The impact was deafening. The sound of our blades meeting wasn't a metallic clang; it was the sound of a scream. A shockwave of black and gold energy exploded from the point of contact, shattering the glass jars on the walls and sending thousands of tiny souls flying into the dark. I was thrown backward, my feet skidding across the obsidian floor. My arms were shaking from the sheer power of his strike. This wasn't the Rowan who protected me. This was the **Inverted Beast**—a creature made of pure hate and Elders' rot.

Ron came with the drinks, two bottles alone since the four won't go about drinking a bottle each. A/N Drop a review, readers. Um... I hope your day went well. Over here it's night so goodnight lovely readers. Hopefully, I will finish the next chapter and publish it quick. After the near lunch, the four drove to the sanctuary. Kyle drove them with his car while Mia texted Todd and told him to puck her bike from the college. RAVEN'S ABODE Scorpion blade. Kyle marveled at the bold writing on the top of the big building and spacious land. It was nothing near to a church, more like a fancy refugee camp but wilder. It was a beautiful sight to behold.