Troll's Blood Dark And Darker Novels & Stories

"Just let me kill them already so the chaos realm can devour the universe dimension! There will only be one chaos realm from now, and no other universe." The Blood God muttered a spell, and a tidal wave of blood spanning over a thousand meters tall appeared behind him. He let out a cry of fury, and the bloody wave came rushing towards Wilbur and Augheimer. Just as it was about to reach the two men, it turned into an army of tall soldiers armed with battle axes that charged ahead. "We're going in!" Orkot and Fremont charged, casting attack after attack against the soldiers in the bloody wave. Yet the two men were too small, and it was not long before the bloody wave swallowed them and continu

Blood flowed freely over my back, but I couldn’t feel an ounce of pain as if I had grown numb. “Corruption…” Dicken stared at me as he growled those syllables from between his teeth. Suddenly, he was clenching on his chest and shoved his hand firmly under his own clothes, slicing a hole on his body from which blue blood flowed. I could see that his blood was vaguely glimmering in blue light, and some thin lines were squirming in his blood as if there were some worms trying to crawl out, and his eyes were jet-black once again, the white of his eyes covered by a black mist.

Alessio finished her sentence: “He weaponized it.” --- In the vault, the thing bled. Not in the way flesh bleeds. Not in the way that ends life. This blood spread across the walls, seeping into the cracks like memory flooding a wound. It smelled of rust and burning paper, of ash and salt and something colder. The light shifted, flickering deeper red. Jace stood before it, skin damp, eyes wide, chest rising slower now as the heat in the room began to drop. His breath misted. The sixth man stepped back, touched the wall, and vanished into it—gone in a way that made the room feel smaller, tighter, hungrier.

That alone speaks just how much precious Tier 4 were, everyone were eyeing the one particular monster, naturally, and that is the Troll King. Troll King blood potion, that were produced by the blood of the Troll King is capable to heal any type of injuries, be it near death injury or comatose, or even curse. A single vial of that potion can heal almost anything except death, but naturally the main ingredients were the Tier 4 Troll King blood, which is very rare. That is why at the moment, in any nation, a Tier 4 Troll King bloods were categorized as a national treasures, worth over millions of gold coins. No one really knew just how much, President Mies were able to obtained, but any rough s

The words continue to flow from the robed figures, their power growing with each word spoken. “Unbind the chains that darkness wove, Release the soul, let life be whole.” they roar as I glance at them all the moon and wonder if that is it? Did it work? The candles flicker and die out as I exhale sharply, my heart racing with anticipation and fear. Finally, it is over. But then, a new voice cuts through the air like a blade. “CALYX her blood isn’t pure. Where is her wolf?” I hear either Tobin or Ataz roar. I frown, unsure how they can even tell? Confused, I look down at the pool of blood on the ground and see that it has transformed from a deep red to a sickly black. It bubbles and hisses at

He never realized he was blinding himself. A heavy, squelching step echoed through the cavern, accompanied by a thick, suffocating aura of raw, unadulterated malice. The Leader of the Blood-born stepped out of the shadows. The entity was a towering nightmare—a creature so deeply corrupted by the dark primordial ooze that its original line was completely unrecognizable. Its flesh was a shifting mass of translucent, charcoal-grey muscle, and its eyes were hollow sockets burning with a volatile, liquid crimson light. Black, corrosive saliva dripped from its jagged maw, sizzling against the stone floor. It stared down at Malakai’s shriveled form with a mixture of animalistic hunger and deep, imp

Then he gave a slow nod to his men. He looked at Sergio with unbridled hatred. "This isn't over, not by a long short. I will be back to claim what is mine." One by one, they backed off. Fading into smoke. Into retreat. ************************************************** The silence that followed was deafening. Rosana stood alone in the center of the destroyed hallway, her dress streaked with soot and blood. A shard of broken mirror leaned against the wall nearby, reflecting pieces of her—sharp, splintered, unrecognizable.

"Their husbands had unwittingly played right into our hands, fearing the chaos that might ensue. Little did they know that they had given us a golden opportunity. Now, Dark Lord and Demon King, you can confidently transform these two women into vessels for our ritual without any risk at all." Raven's patience snapped. "You're courting death... You're really courting death!" In the blink of an eye, three ice spears shot out, merging into a single long spear. Raven flicked his wrist, and the spear hurtled toward the commander. The commander tried to dodge on instinct, but Kael's aura of death held him frozen in place. On closer look, that same aura was slowly scorching the commander's flesh. K

" I hit the gas and drove off. In the rearview mirror, their figures grew smaller and smaller. I turned on the music, a bright, cheerful song filling the car. Finally, the tears came. This 'fair exchange,' more than 20 years in the making, had finally come to an end. It was settled. I did not owe anyone anything anymore. My life? It was just beginning.

She was bloodied and badly wounded but Chloe could feel that she was still alive. The shadows didn’t hesitate. They lunged forward, moving like ghosts as they charged at the creature. The creature let out a enraged shriek that was so loud Chloe thought her eardrums might burst. But still, the wolves carried on, unaffected by the inhuman sound. Something about the shadows charging it down clearly unsettled the mysterious monster because it was off of its victim in an instant darting off into the forest without a trace. It’s time for you to go back, your majesty Another voice echoed through Chloe’s mind. You have been here too long.