Our Last Crusade Light Novel Novels & Stories

For their sacrifice will forever be recorded in the chronicles of Mahji. Some of these brave and courageous warriors will return, walking back on the craft with me. Regrettably, the others will be coming back in body bags, which deeply saddens me, as I know this will be their final battle. Their last crusade. A fight to the death. It is only right that I face these spirited warriors and say something encouraging as their Alpha King. I turn, tapping my blades together, and in response, my warriors do the same with their weapons, creating a glorious beat for me to speak to.

D.M. O V E N D E N The Lightblaser Saga B o o k T w o Rise of The Mysterium Crusade P r o l o g u e “Awake” a voice rang through his mind from the distant fragments of memory, blackness encased him, his body seemed to feel like it was floating completely weightless yet his mind was alive like electric “Is that what I am? A Shadow?” He thought, gradually vision began to return. A man stood over the Shadow, nothing but a blur as the light hurt his eye but this didn't stop him from recognising the man instantly.

The Legaliath Cross was a devastating war that decimated the bloods of the Old into nearly a hundredth; only a handful of clans remained able to use magic, and even among them, few survived the assassinations that ensued as they fight for the thrones of the newly-constructed kingdoms. The last of the scrolls went back into the box. Rai tiredly closed his eyes, his fingers massaging his temples in order to ward off the impending headache. His back was stiff from sitting down for hours; the cushioned seat of his study offered no comfort at this point in time. In front of him, the bronze sheets that covered one side of the wall reflected his image. Eyes shadowed with purplish bruises, longish h

Persephone whispered wholeheartedly to Kriss, lowering her gaze not before glaring at Zadicus and rushing out of the site where the greatest battle of all time was about to take place. Dark Vs Light.

he said kindly. She immediately said in nervousness, “Thank you, but you don't have to do that for me. I took this book because I had never seen a book like this before. May I ask you what book is this?” “This is a medieval history book about the first crusades. I have seen with my own eyes humans kill and slaughter their own kind for something they believe in. That’s very interesting, and that’s why I wrote this book,” he said and smiled. She furrowed her brows in thought. “Seen?” she asked in her mind curiously.

It was nothing like I ever saw. I picked the book of shining light. It was a big book and it had such an inscribed and ancient design. On the cover, there was an evil looking being and an angelic being. They each were on fighting positions. It’s like they wanted to attack each other. Curiosity led me to open the book. My fingers stopped working when the pages of the book flipped open by themselves. I was astounded. It stopped at a page. A page I desperately read. And so it was said, that every millennium. A war between the brothers of light and the brothers of darkness shall take place. The…

Everyone couldn't help but laugh, apparently, this new disciple, despite being handsome, liked to make jokes. Heavenly tribulation only occurs when breaking through from the Crystalization realm to the Golden Core realm, but Sebastian was just a Qi Refinement Initial Stage rookie. There was no way he could have attracted a heavenly tribulation. This was simply absurd. Just as Sebastian was about to explain, the heavenly tribulation arrived! Boom! From the densely packed dark clouds in the sky, a thunderbolt as thick as an adult's arm pierced through the clouds and struck directly at Sebastian's head! Sebastian lamented, "My life is over!"

he demanded, his voice tight with dread. “I have claimed what is mine!” Estrela cried, standing up and brushing dust from her white and gold robes with an air of terrifying calm. “The Santo Order was never just man and women, Luz. It was an idea. And ideas do not die.” One of the statues stepped forward, its heavy stone foot cracking the courtyard tiles. The first statue came at Luz with a spear thrust aimed straight for his chest. He turned just in time, the bronze plates of his armour ringing as the spearhead scraped across his breastplate. Luz stepped inside the statue's reach and swung his heavy longsword upward, forcing the stone warrior backwards. Across the courtyard, the other statue

Isolde whispered, her words dripping with a chilling finality. Elder Noble’s strength waned, and his legs gave way beneath him. He crumpled to the floor, gasping for breath, his life slipping away with every passing second. The last thing he saw before darkness claimed him was Isolde’s cold, unfeeling eyes, a silent reminder that within the coven’s shadowed depths, secrets had a way of being silenced, no matter the cost.

The Lighten coughs in blood trying to resist from the five beings. “This is hilarious! He really thinks he can still live after this.” Matteo grab the Lighten’s head and let him see the battlefield. “See?” The southern borders is covered with blood and corpses of the defeated battalion. The sand is all red, dark, and stinky. The battle has almost ended and the sight has brought pleasure to the victorious squad. “See?’’ “c-Cr-cro-crossbr-…crossbreeds…I-“ Matteo strikes him to death with his sharp stone mold. “That ends it here.”, Matteo satisfyingly said while looking at the dead Lighten.