All Chapters of Clouded By The Stars: New Moon: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Aiden’s beast transformation was slowly undone as the redness of his eyes spread to the rest of his body. A red mist escaped from his nostrils as he returned to his human form, and that red mist seeped into his Weapon Deck. The conspicuous ring glowed brightly and transformed into the large battle axe that Aiden had deemed unfit for a battle of this caliber. It floated calmly before him like a weightless feather, awaiting his touch.*Grasp**Boom*The earth trembled when Aiden grabbed the battle axe, and the weapon hummed crazily as it greedily swallowed the red mist that Aiden’s body was giving out ever so generously.*Hiss*The Dusk Basilisk hissed anxiously upon sensing Aiden’s changes. Every Undead that had fought a Beastman before knew that they were at their weakest when they were human. After all, that was the thought in the mind of the Dusk Basilisk when it was digging those holes that littered its cave. Logically speaking, Aiden returning to his human form should have been a

Just as Aiden had ventured into a strange and dangerous land for his own gains, there was another who was doing the same. This person was a smallish old man who was slightly bent over a thin black cane. On his left hand were several ornaments; for each finger was adorned with a silver ring. He had short black hair with streaks of gray running through it. This man was one that was regarded as the most shrewd of the enemies that the Beastmen had to face. He wasn’t the strongest enemy there was, but if one asked any of the Beast Elders who they’d rather not face, they would mention this man’s name. This man was Elder Sand.Elder Sand’s movements were slow, yet every step caused him to travel several meters beyond his prior position. He had a black mask on to conceal his features, however his red eyes told of his ambitious nature. For a man like this to venture so far out of the Undead Castle could only mean two things: it was either he had been sent by the Undead Lord on another mission;

A wave of killing intent washed over Elder Sand, causing his already rigid body to stiffen up. His eyes shook as an emotion he had not felt in a long time flooded his senses and filled his soul. The man whose arrogance had grown beyond the confines of the sky itself finally - after all these years - felt fear. Memories of his first encounter with the Great Elder filled his mind as the emotion he had forgotten about returned to him. He had never forgotten that meeting but in order to keep hold on to his pride, he had suppressed that memory. A catalyst was all it needed to resurface, and Great Elder Asmodeus’s aura was enough to do that.Elder Sand was a young Undead at the time, having lived for only a century. At the time his talents as a genius scientist were making waves through the Undead Race and the Undead Lord had called for him. The excited Elder Sand was ecstatic to have his skills recognized; however, more than that he was eager to receive funding for his research. When he ap

In a land hidden by snow and ice, a man in blue robes traversed a frozen lake. His eyes were coffee brown, more beautiful that neatly stitched fabric and his hair was as white as the snow that surrounded him. He had a lean physique that gave him an effeminate appearance and his beautiful appearance made it even more difficult to convince people that he was a man. There was no flaw on him; at least, there was no visible one. Strapped to the man’s back was a sword that was as slender as he was. The sword had no scabbard, making the symbols that caressed its blade very obvious. Several of the symbols were in a strange language that was not spoken by men; however there was one thing that any man would see and understand right away - wings. The hilt of the blade was shaped like the wings of an angel; however, unlike the wings of an angel, these wings were pitch black! As strange as it was to see someone traveling a land as barren as this one with so little clothes on, his pet was even stra

“This place is huge!” Kylie whispered to Davies. Although her family was also well to do, there was no way they could compare. For starters the Kingsman Family House compound was so large that Kylie couldn’t even see where the gate was located. There were several large gardens all around and many guards position strategically. It was almost like a royal palace, and Kylie couldn’t help but be astonished.“Well yeah. That brat is wealthy.” Davies cleaned his ear with his finger with a nonchalant look on his face. He had been here enough times to not be fascinated by what he was seeing anymore.The guards frowned upon hearing Davies calling Jack a brat, but they did not step out to correct him. These were the young master’s friends and their guests; the Kingsman Family would never throw their fist toward a friend.“Kylie; Davies; I am sorry for this,” Jack got down off his vehicle and approached the two with an apologetic expression on his face. He looked truly sorry about the whole thin