Thousand-year Blood War Manga Novels & Stories

Onimura, Group B is yours to command. "Wait a minute. You're giving us groups to command?" - Onimura "Yes. The 500 year war will now enter its new phase. With this new phase, it could determine if this war is still possible to end." ~ At Von's Office ~ Von saw the projection of the spirit and the aura that was released earlier already calmed down. A voice of a man begins to communicate to him via telepathy and everything around him turns black as if he was transported to an infinite loop.

“Now Solterra has no ruler and completely ruined. I will die happily.” “You, bastard!” I yelled and my hands shook. Without further ado, I sauntered towards him and gave him alluvion of fiery attacks. He welcomed me with an arrogant smirk. He blocked and defended himself but this time I’m faster and more powerful than him. He was thrown away when he was hit. But I got more pissed when he still managed to laugh even when he was already coughing blood. “I think I underestimated you. I didn’t know you are actually more powerful than I expected. You are really something.”

I just found where I'm going to spend the rest of my time while Keo is absent. I spend at least half an hour inspecting as many books as possible before one piques my interest. It's particularly old, written over a century ago. By the looks of it, it details some Angel-blood history regarding Demon's. Lugging the book upstairs, I lay it on my bed, flipping the cover open. I take my time scanning the small text, learning about the war, about Angel's depiction of Demon's. It's rough, hearing how they detail the mass death's, and how they justify it.

" The penalty for betraying the brotherhood is death. Is that a painful time, or what? Even though I anticipated this response from everyone, for some reason, I never imagined Rose would express her opinions about me so straightforwardly. Nathan warns Pakistan, "I hope you're ready for an internal war if you hurt a hair on his head." Raven adds, "There won't be an internal war." Theo hears me say, "You heard him." So, why don't you sit down for a change?" His finger is on the trigger as he directs a scowl my way. Honestly? He's so dreadfully erratic that he might possibly shoot me right now. He views everything with the term "war" as entertainment rather than a danger. More than everyone els

Everyone looked at the Queen. "The First Kingdom failed to kill the Blood God." A pause. "But we succeeded in delaying him." Her eyes moved toward Evelyn. "We bought ten thousand years." Ten thousand years. For ordinary humans, that was an impossible amount of time. Empires had been born and erased during that period. Languages had changed. Names had been forgotten. Yet for beings like the Blood God, it was merely a short sleep. Evelyn looked down at her hands. A creation of the First Kingdom. A weapon designed to choose.

she nodded vigorously, handing the flask to me, "I don't know Amber," I grumbled, "Human blood is one thing but dragon blood? I don’t— I don’t know if I am ready for such a big leap," "What— you think this is the blood of a dragon?" She chuckled loudly, "No, you fool... It's a rare plant... A whole valley of them grow once every decade, people would kill to taste a single drop, guess my man here—- She looked over at the body, "— has been keeping it close to him as a treasure all this time,"

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…

Series of images made her rage burn hotter. Everything around her seems dark that she thought she started seeing blood. Bloodlust was taking over her mind and it doesn't bother her. She's a hundred percent sure that a war between two races has started the moment she was stabbed from the back. Nothing's new though, everyone is craving for blood and victory while fighting for their lives. Oh wait, something is new. The people she used to fight alongside with has now turned into her enemies and it is perfectly fine for her. Mara sucked the blood that was coming out of her lips because she bit it hard enough to make it bleed and it somehow calmed her down.

He didn't reply, forcing me to peer into those unreadable eyes and drink him in. “Is this from the blood oath?” I tried again. He shook his head, leaning into my touch like an obedient pet. His eyes were trained on me, as if challenging me to a gaze holding standoff. “No.” He said after a few minutes. He turned his other hand where a small scar marred his palm. “This is it.” “While this,” He said and his hand connected with mine which was still clinging to his face. My heart beat tripled. He continued effortlessly. “This Happened in a fight many years back.”

She tilted her chin toward the hallway and said, “See the door with the blue light over there? That’s a licensed blood donation center. It’s open twenty-four hours. Ma’am, you can sell your blood for some money.” She paused, her gaze settling back on my face, as if measuring my reaction. “Not only will it be enough to buy that box of medicine, but it might even help you chip away at whatever debt you’ve got on your credit card.” I didn’t want to sell my blood, but I wanted to survive. So, I had no choice. The needle pierced my skin, and I watched as my blood rushed through the clear plastic tube into the collection bag. The first bag filled quickly, and the machine let out a soft beep.