Novel & Cerita Pokémon Crimson And Cobalt

“I'm not here for you to be my opponent, yet. It still not the time for us to fight. I'm here to test White Raven's skills if she's can really be called Twin of Crimson Blade. Did you hear me?” As soon as he said that, White Raven stand up from the pile of trash like nothing really did happen while still holding that sword of her with a silver blade, a twin weapon of Black Spring, made by a skillful blacksmith. This weapon never leaves her hand. White Raven was called as the twin of Crimson Blade as their strength and skills are somewhat similar, especially their demeanor. Both are merciless, can't feel pain, a slayer, a special high-ranker, both have no emotion, a loyal dog, a perfect tool

All of them were wrong. "Welcome to the real Crimson Moon Academy," Director Frost said, her voice carrying despite the distance. "Or should I say, welcome to the birthplace of the new world." "Let them go," I demanded, indicating the tubes. "Let them go?" She laughed. "Dear child, they're already gone. These are just shells, genetic templates for the next phase. You stabilized the random transformations, yes, but imagine if we could control it completely. Design the perfect hybrid. Create soldiers, workers, breeders—"

Even I know it. I never saw it this close. It looks alive. Hungry. The black wolf stares with red eyes made of tiny rubies. Snow swirls around its paws like real wind. The wood is dark and shiny. I feel its teeth on my skin. My heart jumps. I want to look away, but I can’t. It watches me. Waits for me to move. To run. To scream. The wolf smiles. Cold. Sharp. Ready to bite. Lev turns to me. His scar pulls when he speaks. “Take off the coat.”

Alpha Jermain’s face tightened as he finally began his dark rituals. He positioned a small table, already laden with all the necessary items, directly before Lilias. Swiftly, he took a ceremonial blade and made a precise cut across the palm of Lilias’s hand. A gasp escaped the woman, more from shock than pain, as bright red blood welled up and slowly began to drip into an ancient goblet he held beneath. The Alpha watched intently as the crimson droplets fell, his eyes bulging triumphantly.

“Come.” We moved quickly. Through the corridors. Down the stairwell and past the lower levels of the Haven. The deeper we went…The more the air changed. It became warmer, denser and alive. By the time we reached the Crimson Vault…It was already happening. Lucien was there. So was Koa. Eamon stood near the far wall, his gaze fixed on the expanding crystal network. No one spoke when we entered. They didn’t need to, because the vault had changed again. The crimson vessels along the walls were no longer just glowing. They were synchronizing.

Just like that, fabric unfurled like waves, lifting coffins out of the ground as if like a magic trick. One by one, infant spirits broke free from their wooden prisons. I pointed at them, then back at Jim. "See them? Some never got to talk, some never even saw the world. They're just like you, trapped between life and death. In seven days, this place will be as spooky as it gets. Are you in? Will you fight with me, even if it's to the death?"

“But I’m not letting some ghost in lipstick steal my kill and walk away like a fucking legend.” I stood, crushing the cigarette under my heel. Amara Voss. The Revenant. I didn’t care if she was a myth, monster, or martyr. I would find her. And if she wanted war, I’d give her one she’d never forget.

“I do want to talk to you about your future child.” “Okay, what about it?” “It’s important to reiterate how rare Crimsonborn children are and the precautions you should take. Once you are pregnant we will continue these weekly checks for our research but also for your health. We expect you to eat well, exercise lightly, and practice caution.” “How many Crimsonborn are there in the world? Are they here now?” I wondered if they came to the balls or if they were in hiding, their precious genetics being guarded. “Nine. There has been one couple, a few decades ago that had two but all other couples couldn’t produce more offspring after their first successful pregnancy. And most humans chose to tu

A cry of astonishment escaped Victor. Red glow meant this Source Crystal was an advanced-grade crystal. Ordinary Source Crystals are white, intermediate ones are yellow, advanced ones are red, epic ones are purple, and legendary ones are rainbow-colored. Victor thought the Source Crystal might contain something good, but he didn't expect it to be this good. Mechanical rats were among the lowest-tier mechanical creatures. Even if they dropped an advanced Source Crystals, the chances of it yielding something valuable were quite low.

Argus felt a little relieved to see his wife's smile and replied with a smile of his own. In the United Cobalt Empire, Shima was standing in front of a giant circular pool where a giant had emerged from its surface. A dragon as blue as the ocean itself with golden eyes was staring down on him. "Greetings, Lady Cobalt. I believe you already know what I wish to consult you about." Shima wasted no time and went straight to the point. "Hmm… yes, I know. And I do not have an opinion." Cobalt sleepily spoke. "Why so?"