White Light Chakra Sabre Novels & Stories

The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares. Something inside Aqua snapped. A surge of dark energy, unfamiliar and terrifying, welled up within her. She felt her pendant grow hot against her skin, the clear crystal turning black as smoke. The air around her crackled with raw power as she turned back towards the attackers, her fear morphing into a blinding rage.

Gently, she cut into my wrist with the blunt knife, and suddenly I became less concerned about my sickness and more scared of dying from an infection. "Is it working?" I asked as blood dripped from my wrist and into the steel bowl beneath. "Camille?" "It might if you stop talking." She said with her eyes shut. I waited impatiently for something to happen and it was then I noticed the red powder on the blunt knife. "What is that?" I asked but by then whatever it was had started taking effect on me. I growled in pain as my bones snapped and my veins popped out. My Alpha eyes appeared and my sharp canines sprouted out. "What have you done?" I asked, struggling to resist the shift.

I reached for the Original Chaos. I took the Sovereign-Fang—the weapon of red-gold sinew that had grown from the Hunt—and I drove it deep into the obsidian-glass floor of the canyon. I funneled the entirety of the One-Hundred-and-Eleven Chapters of Being Un-Deletable into the roots. "I AM THE STATIC IN YOUR SYSTEM!" I roared, the White Light of the Origin erupting from the canyon not as a sun, but as a Tidal Wave of Raw, Un-Optimized Screams.

A bolt of silver lightning shot out of the vortex, striking the floor between me and my younger self. ​The First Life screamed, shielding her eyes from the brilliance. "What is this? He doesn't have the Shield in this life!" ​"He doesn't need it," I said, standing up. ​My Scythe didn't just reignite. It transformed. The violet light merged with the silver spark Julian had left in the portal. The blade turned a blinding, iridescent white—the color of the "forbidden touch" made permanent. ​"The Debt is paid," I said, my voice echoing with the authority of ten lifetimes.

She seemed to be treading in the air as she was lying, clearly taking advantage of her light body. Busaba’s brain quickly calculated her escape routes. Her eyes accessed every single potential escape route yet she met with a massive invisible wall. No matter where she looks, nothing came to her mind. She raised her head in resentment. “God damn it. Why the hell is she here?” Above, in the sky, Sabrina was seen to give moral support to her allies. Whenever she opened her mouth, the faith of the soldiers was restored and the strange white power entered their bodies. The white power was probably the healing ability. Sabrina was a war archangel who was also bestowed with a great healing ability.

The saber trembled violently, and the edge flashed across, emitting light as flickering as water spheres. "Great saber," Ding Hao couldn't help but acclaim. He was proficient in refining and casting, already being qualified as a fourth-rank weapons refiner. Naturally, his eyes were sharp enough to tell the quality of that saber. By quality, that simple long saber could be counted as a Level Six magical weapon. The blade as a whole was pale yellow, but the edge of it, tinted with unknown magical material, was reddish blue. Quite a peculiar color; it was like the lips of the beauties.

For in place of the flames was the element that birthed fire. Several lightning bolts appeared intermittently around Mane’s figure. Whenever they did, a white light would flash briefly within his eyes before disappearing. The lightning consumed every part of him: his clothes, his body, and his weapons. The pitch black blades looked like swords made by priests, for they shone brightly and exposed a whiteness that was not at all their nature. Looking at them now, no one would be able to identify them as the dark swords that Mane used. For they were as white as the Light Tree itself. And their cries of excitement filled the hearts of the monkeys with dread. And in that respect, even the Monkey

“Bai Hu?” Jade repeated, just to make sure that she heard correctly. Mei nodded. “You can see my star sign here,” Mei added, lifting her skirt to show a distinct birthmark on her thigh. “It’s supposed to be a manifestation of the beast god Bai Hu.”

“—and they already seen out spot. In just an instance, they all prepared themselves in combat. Saypher with his blade that have a hint of blue. Migo's arrows creating a luminescent red light. Kheina's Claymore with a vibrant brown… In this place that is as dark as my hair, why is it only me who look so lame?!?!?

His eyes narrowed as the light faded, revealing a jet-black saber. The edge was covered in layers of scales. Pure cruelty seemed to spill out of it, as if countless vengeful spirits were howling but didn't have the voice. But it touched Xarik's psyche nonetheless, hurting his brain! "Gah… Argh!!!" he screamed in anguish, clutching his head. Whoosh! Soon, a gentle white light flashed from the pendant too, shrouding Xarik's body and seemingly cutting off the stabbing pain in his soul.