Spirit Chronicles Haruto Novels & Stories

"Let's just bring The Hooded Demon with us... we don't have to kill him." Harriet struggled with that decision making, having a zero tolerance for the enemy and killed them when necessary. But this wasn't her decision to make with Phuture being the one who defeated him and won the battle. "Thank you for your assistance, Wangari." Harriet acknowledged Wangari, the spirit of The Shrine. "I'm not in my prime anymore so I would've been killed without you... and without Phuture." Wangari approached The Divine Goddess for a hug before leaving, thanking her for assisting with keeping Harriet alive. She congratulated her for defeating The Hooded Demon, hoping it would help with boosting her confiden

After all, there was a good amount of resources in the side altar. The next second, Darryl spoke slowly. "I'm going to start making something called a Spirithold Pill. Stand guard at the door, and don't let anyone in." His tone was gentle, but it left no room for retaliation. The Spirithold Pill was not part of the Infinite Elixir Manual but a pill that the Divine Farmer had taught to Darryl. Just like its name, the pill could hold one's spirit in place with the effect of bringing one back to life.

“Greetings.” A male with a deep, elegant voice greeted him while he bowed his body. At the back, was a big, ring-like sofa. His body was clad with shiny, dark brown metal. His long dark bronze hair was flowing on his shoulders, and his ruby red ayes stared at Ricky as he smiled. “Ricky, this is Valheiter, my spirit animal, a galaxy dragon. This is his human body. His original body is too big for the world to contain, so he stays in space.”

I knew it’s where he and that fucking bastard Rokurō would be. Their guards scrambled, trying to stop me. I narrowed my eyes before bringing my Kitsune mask to my face. Fear clouded their features at the sight of my mask. They knew what it meant. This wasn’t me, Hatake Yūri, heir of the clan, coming after their boss and second. No, this was Kitsune, a blood-thirsty fox spirit. “Stand down or perish.” I warned, unsheathing my blade ready.

Pretend like none of this ever happened. 38: Hiro - Surrender

But before she even gives it, the moon spirit appears in front of them with her eyes close. She enchanted Hiro and healed him. But she's getting weaker. "You should take care of him. Or if you don't, you won't be able to breathe again," she said. Hiro's heart came back to life, but the moon's spirit fell from the sky. I landed on the floor and looked for her, but the other spirit stopped me from doing so. They flew away from us and left the forest clean. "Hiro?" I called for his name. Slowly, his eyes begin to open. I can sense how weak he becomes just to save this mere dumb fox.

The survivors will be allowed to join Lupus Dominus to serve us. Eventually, when we’re strong enough, we’ll invade Jericho’s territory and take all his spirit wolves. Harriet is working on some kind of potion that will temporarily strengthen our warriors, making it impossible for Jericho to withstand an attack. She’s very excited about her new invention, but when I asked her about the potion’s exact formulation, she clamped up. The only one who knows how to use spirit magic is Harriet. The people in her lab know how to brew parts of every potion, but they can’t create any of the potions from start to finish. Harriet keeps every formulation in the locked confines of her brain.

Now was just like then, though: it was all just a waiting game. "Oh, Shiro?" Hiroko snapped him out of his thoughts as they walked out of the hut. "Yes?" "Congratulations, by the way," she gave him a motherly smile. "For finding the other half of your soul. May the Spirit of the Moon guide you to the best path." Shiro nodded his response. As much as he wished that the Spirit of the Moon would guide him, he wished that he could get her to understand his situation and allow him just a little more time.

sneered Hoyt with a malicious laugh before putting his cell phone away. “Chief Crawford, there’s no point talking to him anymore. Why don’t I capture him first? Once that’s done, we’ll use the remaining time to discuss how we’ll share the energy from the Herculean Primordial Spirit!” grumbled a Japanese man who was among the eight experts. From what Gerald could see, he was at the very least a Fourth-rank master. Not even waiting for Hoyt to reply, the samurai then leaped forward in an attempt to grab hold of Gerald’s neck!

Whittail giving a sly smile. I swallowed, “Then why don’t people stop this, shut down the school if the ghost are dangerous?” “I do, I stop the people from talking to them. I didn’t realize until it was too late that Miss Zurbrinsky was involved with them,” explained Whittail. “They ask for help and when someone offers it, they draw them in, and cause them to go insane. It’s a shame, Miss Zurbrinsky is the first I lost to them.” He moved closer to me. “Catherine, quit before it’s too late. You are a pretty girl.” He reached for me again. I side-stepped his outstretched hand and walked towards the exit.