Zenon Black Clover Novels & Stories

The black hole was slowly shrinking. Boom! Pow! The sound of collisions inside did not stop. David’s clone suppressed his strength to only peak Sacred Saint Rank, which was the same level as Zenon. Therefore, neither of them gained the upper hand for some time. The clone might have had a small advantage, but that was all. If he did not display the strength of a partial Pre-Deity, he would not be able to beat Zenon. He wanted to torment Zenon, so he would not display his full strength for the time being.

"This is—wow." Zac chuckled softly. "My grandfather was a big reader. He quoted literature as if he were a human book himself." I turned to look at Zac, my eyes lit up. "Zac, this is amazing." Zac shrugged nonchalantly, smiling. "I thought you'd like it." He walked over to one wall, skimming the shelves until he pulled out a book. "I wanted you to have this." I looked at the book he held out for me to take. It was called "Bloom" by Kelle Hampton. I smiled at the title, meeting his eyes. "Wha—but why?"

I try to calm him, I give Derik a look “You could’ve at least given a warning.” “And warn that devil spawn?” He growls, his eyes narrowed above I follow his gaze to find the source. Zen’s hanging from one of the lower branches by a single hand. He’s dressed in all black. A dark, close fitting shirt, riding pants and calf length leather boots. He must be wearing a cloak similar to Lukas, since the hood is pulled over his head. He looks like a part of darkness itself, if not for the piercing silver eyes that look back down coolly.

They thought they had found an attribute that could suppress those three. However, Zeno suddenly smiled widely. His demonic claws glowed with a black light as he grabbed the water-attribute giant elemental dragon. His demonic claws initially emanated black smoke, and looked like the water-attribute elemental dragon could erode it. However, his demonic claws used force the next second, which vanquished the dragon right away. Zeno continued this tactic after he succeeded. He used the claw that was emanating black light to grab the remaining four elemental dragons one by one and crushed them with his claws.

My heart was beating so fast I was sure they could hear it over the low thrum of music. "Gentlemen," Lorenzo began, his voice carrying that smooth authority that made people listen whether they wanted to or not. "I'd like you to meet Ellie Knight." He paused, and I felt his eyes on me even though I was staring at my hands folded in my lap. "She's officially a Black Rose now, under our protection." The words settled over the table like a heavy blanket. I didn't know what being a Black Rose meant, but from the way the three strangers straightened in their seats, it was clearly something significant. Something that changed how they looked at me.

~Introduction to the Male lead~ Name: Zion Black Knight. Age: 19 years. Lives in: Manchester. A British national. Height: 6.1ft, Fair skin, black eye. He is a high schooler. He is somebody that can't be restrained or tamed. The child of world's best and richest businessman, Andrew Black Knight. The one who brought the renovation in the entire IT industry. He is rich, handsome and intelligent with a photographic memory. Perfect in every way.

"He is pinned. The Iron Lotus isn't after Zev; they're after the Vessel. They will either seize you or kill Zev. He's disposable now." "He's your brother." Zara hesitated for a fraction of a second. It was the first human emotion I had seen from her. "He chose the Tribunal. I chose the Thorne name. The choices were made long ago." She finished wrapping the small pouch of herbs in a piece of linen. "Here. Chew this. It will help filter your scent, masking the black bond's pull. It tastes like ash and iron." I took the linen packet. "If this is neutral territory, why did Blackwood abandon it?"

I was just about to comment on the progress of the new seedlings when a flicker of movement caught my eye. “Malcolm, stop,” I said, my voice low and urgent. He hit the brakes, his instincts immediately on high alert. “What wrong?” I pointed toward the far end of the compound, where the medicinal herbs were grown. A figure, shrouded in a black cloak, was moving with unnatural speed, darting out from behind a row of greenhouses and vanishing into the thick treeline that bordered Black Widow territory. It was the same cloak from the footage. The same one Kael had worn.

I mentioned, then, I thumbed up at him. “I was just reserving this trump card of mine, but now, there’s no holding back anymore. It’s now the perfect time to test the might of this Zodiac Union,” he uttered. I nodded at him. Then, I guess this is also a rampage for us. There is no stopping me now. I called my celestial weapon too and transformed it into a black katana, a Japanese kind of sword I used to see on animes and I coated with a condensed dark energy coming Mammon.

he said excitedly to the others. The one with black hair closed his eyes, covering the irises that were the same color as the night sky. “She’s here,” he said in a whisper. He turned to the other three, a grin on his face, and continued, “The Moonflower.”