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Chapter no.45 Dark Souls
🕑 Added 2024-12-15 19:01:07 +0000 UTCChapter no.45 Vs the Hellkite Wyvern
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Naruto couldn’t believe it. He was fighting a dragon—or, well, a wyvern, but honestly, who cared about the technicalities when something that big was actively trying to kill you?
The Hellkite Wyvern towered before him, its scales gleaming a fiery red as the sunlight danced across its massive form. Its eyes—yellow and predatory—locked onto Naruto. For a brief moment, he caught the slitted pupil narrowing, a flicker of cold intelligence.
Let’s see how smart you really are.
Naruto raised the massive blade high over his shoulder, aiming for the wyvern’s eye. He saw it clearly now—a yellow orb ringed with thin veins, full of malice and raw power.
The blade came down, a perfect downward cut, but the wyvern reared its head up with startling speed. The sudden movement created a powerful gust of wind that blasted Naruto back a step. He skidded to a halt, boots scraping against the stone as he steadied himself.
Fast…
The wyvern’s head snapped to the side like a striking snake, its jaws wide open and aiming for Naruto.
“Watch out!” Solaire’s voice rang out just as Naruto’s body flickered away, reappearing several feet back.
The wyvern’s head collided with Solaire’s shield, the sound of metal meeting flesh reverberating across the bridge. The knight dug his heels in, bracing against the sheer force of the blow. His shield trembled under the impact, but Solaire held firm, pushing back with the strength of a seasoned warrior.
Naruto didn’t let the impressive display slow him down. While the wyvern’s head was occupied with Solaire, he flashed forward in a blur of motion, angling his Zweihander for a thrust at the creature’s unguarded neck.
But before he could connect, the wyvern’s wings snapped open. The sudden movement was like a thunderclap, and the force of the flapping wings sent a blast of wind roaring across the bridge. Naruto staggered, planting his sword into the ground to keep from being thrown off balance.
The Hellkite Wyvern launched itself into the air, its massive body casting a shadow over the bridge. Its jaws opened wide, and Naruto’s stomach dropped as he saw the telltale glow of fire building within its throat.
“Run!” Solaire yelled, already moving.
But Naruto didn’t budge. Instead, there was a puff of smoke as six clones materialized around him in a semicircle.
The wyvern unleashed a torrent of fire, a veritable waterfall of flames that cascaded down onto the bridge. The heat was immediate and suffocating, warping the air around them.
“Now!” Naruto shouted.
The clones clenched their Talisman’s in unison, white energy crackling around their hands.
A dome of compressed shockwaves erupted around them as the Force miracles activated simultaneously. The barrier pushed outward, shielding them from the worst of the flames. Again and again, the clones repeated the miracle, each blast of Force holding the fire at bay for a few precious seconds.
Inside the dome, Naruto winced. “Eighteen charges down. Three left.”
Solaire glanced at him, impressed. “Young squire, are you… are you part of the Way of White covenant?”
Naruto snorted, even as sweat dripped down his brow. “Nope. Got tricked into joining them. But hey, free miracle, right?”
Solaire let out a booming laugh, the sound almost absurd given the situation. “Indeed! A most fortunate deception, it seems.”
As the fire finally began to die down, the two warriors exchanged a look.
“This is our chance,” Solaire said, gripping his talisman. “A wyvern’s guard drops after a prolonged attack. And remember: lightning is a dragon’s weakness.”
Naruto smirked. “Too bad I don’t have a lightning chakra nature, huh? But I’ve got the next best thing.”
Reaching into his inventory, he pulled out some Gold Pine Resin and applied it to his Zweihander. The blade crackled with electricity, arcs of golden lightning running along its length.
“A fine choice, young squire.” Solaire held up his talisman, a glowing lightning spear forming in his hand. “But I dare say mine is better.”
“Wanna bet?”
Instead of replying, Solaire hurled the spear upward with a fluid motion. It shot through the air like a thunderbolt, slamming into the wyvern’s chest. The creature roared, its massive body twisting in pain as it landed on the far side of the bridge with a thunderous crash.
Naruto squinted, his eyes narrowing as he took in the wyvern’s battered form. A jagged, nasty scar now stretched across its chest, blackish-gray blood oozing from the wound like tar.
Naruto flickered forward, his sword poised for a strike. The wyvern reared back, its mouth opening to unleash another stream of fire. But before the flames could erupt, its wings flared out, creating a wall of searing heat.
Naruto jumped back just in time, sweat pouring down his face inside his armor. Damn thing’s got a lot of tricks..
The Hellkite Wyvern suddenly hovered, its massive wings keeping it aloft as it flew toward him. Its claws raked the air, its mouth glowing with fire once more.
Naruto’s mind raced. He had seconds to react.
Just as the fire began to ignite, Naruto body flickered to the side, launching himself off the bridge. In midair, he whipped a kunai with an explosive tag attached, hurling it directly into the wyvern’s open mouth.
The explosion was immediate, the force of it sending the wyvern reeling backward. Solaire seized the moment, his straight sword finding its mark as he drove it through the wyvern’s eye.
The creature thrashed violently, its massive body twisting and writhing as Solaire clung to his sword.
Naruto’s eyes widened as he saw it—the scar on the wyvern’s chest was knitting itself back together. The black blood slowed, then stopped entirely.
Gripping another kunai tightly, Naruto infused it with wind chakra, watching as the blade shimmered faintly with energy as he hurled it into the stone of the bridge above, the blade embedding itself with a sharp thunk. The kunai quivered as the attached ninja wire unraveled, stretching taut as Naruto grabbed hold.
The wire held fast, and for a moment, Naruto swung freely beneath the structure, the wind roaring in his ears. The world seemed to slow as he soared in a wide arc when he found out that beneath the main bridge was another bridge. It wasn’t as wide or as solid, but it stretched along the same path, its moss-covered stone shimmering faintly in the light.
Naruto’s sharp eyes picked out details as he swung downward. The platform below wasn’t just a random ledge—it had thick stone wall like pillars supporting the upper bridge, wrapped in moss and vines.
To the side of the platform, partially hidden, was a stone doorway leading into darkness. Why was it here, beneath the bridge?
The wyvern’s roar snapped him back to reality. Quickly forming a hand seal, he summoned a shadow clone on the lower platform.
Using the momentum of the swing, Naruto shot upward in a smooth arc, landing back on the far side of the bridge. The Hellkite’s flames roared in the distance as he drew his Zweihander.
“Solaire!” he yelled. “It’s healing!”
The knight didn’t look back, his grip tightening on the sword lodged in the wyvern’s eye.
The wyvern thrashed wildly, dislodging Solaire from its side and launching him back onto the bridge with a heavy crash. Naruto’s eyes darted toward the wyvern, which suddenly beat its massive wings and soared into the sky, fire licking at its maw.
“Did we… scare it off?” Naruto asked, a flicker of hope in his voice as the creature disappeared into the clouds.
“No,” Solaire said grimly, his hand shielding his visor as he looked upward. “It’s coming back.”
And then they saw it.
High above, the wyvern unleashed a torrent of flames, the fiery breath enveloping its entire form as it soared into the inferno. The blaze clung to its scales, transforming the creature into a blazing comet of destruction. As it plummeted through the air, its entire body wreathed in roaring fire, the wyvern became something beyond a mere predator—it was a living calamity, a force of annihilation hurtling toward the earth with relentless fury. The very sky seemed to burn in its wake, the heat and intensity searing through the atmosphere as it aimed to obliterate everything in its path.
Solaire instinctively took a step toward the castle. “We need to retreat—“
Naruto grabbed his arm. “I have a better idea.”
Solaire hesitated, then nodded. “What is the plan?”
Naruto pulled a smoke bomb from his pouch and threw it to the ground, the area around them instantly shrouded in thick gray fog. In the cover of the smoke, he created two shadow clones. One of them immediately transformed into Solaire, striking a dramatic pose with his hands on his hips.
“Aren’t I dashing?” the fake Solaire said, his voice mimicking the knight perfectly.
“Quite the impressive imitation, young squire, but what are your clones supposed to do?”
Naruto smirked, pulling a grappling hook from his pouch. “Simple—they’ll run to the center of the bridge to make sure the wyvern doesn’t land anywhere near us. Distraction is key.”
Solaire watched the clones sprint up to the bridge’s center with reckless abandon.
Naruto threw the grappling hook toward the battlement near the castle gate, ensuring it lodged firmly into the stone. Wrapping one arm tightly around Solaire. “Hang on, Sunbro.”
The timing couldn’t have been better—or worse.
As Naruto and Solaire jumped off the side of the bridge, the Hellkite Wyvern descended like a burning apocalypse. Wreathed in flames, it crashed into the center of the bridge with catastrophic force. The sheer power of the impact sent shockwaves tearing through the air, the sound of shattering stone and roaring fire echoing across Lordran like a thunderclap.
The center of the bridge buckled under the wyvern’s weight and momentum. Massive cracks spiderwebbed across the structure as its claws dug deep into the stone, anchoring it in place. For a moment, it seemed the bridge might hold—but then the entire section crumbled with a deafening roar. Chunks of stone, now glowing red-hot from the heat, rained down in an avalanche as the central portion of the bridge collapsed.
The wyvern roared in fury as its perch gave way beneath it, the flames clinging to its body casting wild, flickering shadows against the castle walls. It thrashed its massive wings, trying to lift off, but the collapsing structure dragged it down. The once-proud bridge split in two, the destroyed section plunging into the abyss below in a hailstorm of fire and stone.
Naruto and Solaire dangled precariously from the grappling hook, swinging wildly as the shockwave from the collapse hit them. Heat and ash billowed up from below, the air around them thick with the choking smell of sulfur and scorched stone.
Naruto whistled, gripping the wire tightly as they swayed in the open air. “Yeah… that would’ve been certain death.”
Solaire chuckled softly. “Well, my young friend, I must admit—your timing is impeccable.”
“Eh, just another day for me,” Naruto quipped, though his knuckles were white as he held onto the wire. He glanced up at the smoldering remains of the bridge. “I really hope that thing stays down this time.”
As if answering his hopes, the Hellkite Wyvern let out another enraged roar, its massive wings beating furiously as it managed to rise into the air once more. Dust and ash swirled around it as it hovered menacingly over the ruined bridge.
Naruto groaned. “Of course. It’s still alive. Why wouldn’t it be?”
Solaire adjusted his grip on Naruto’s shoulder. “Fear not, young squire. Where there is life, there is hope.”
“Yeah, but I was kind of hoping it didn’t have this much life,” Naruto replied as he adjusted their swing. “We just need to figure out how to kill that thing before it turns us into barbecue.”
Naruto released the hook, landing them both on the lower platform. They pressed themselves against one of the stone pillars for cover as the wyvern circled back to the remains of the upper bridge.
“We need to sever its tail.”
Naruto blinked. “Uh… why?”
Solaire pointed up. “Draconic beings like the wyvern have multiple hearts. One of these hearts is magical in nature—a trait inherited from their ancestors, the Everlasting Dragons. For true dragons, this magical heart is the source of their immortality, hidden beneath their invulnerable scales. Lesser draconic creatures, like this wyvern, also have a magical heart, though it serves a different purpose—it fuels their regenerative abilities. Severing the tail will disrupt the flow of this energy.”
Solaire stepped out slightly on the platform as he saw that the wyvern had perched itself on the castle side again, its massive tail flicking back and forth like a serpent waiting to strike. “We’ll need to act quickly while it thinks we are dead.”
“I got this,” Naruto said confidently. “I’ll hit the tail with a bunch of clones and take it out in one swoop. Plus, I’ve got lightning!” He brandished his Zweihander, only for it to sputter and lose its spark.
Naruto groaned. “Oh, come on! Gold Pine Resin stops working that fast? Fine, I’ve got more—and if not, I’ll just use wind chakra.”
“I have no idea what that means, but it sounds promising.”
Naruto grinned. “Don’t worry, Sunbro. I’ve got this.”
Solaire nodded, grabbing Naruto’s ninja wire. “And I’ll attack when it’s vulnerable.”
Naruto watched in amusement as Solaire swung back and forth with the wire, building momentum. The knight seemed to be enjoying himself, his armor clanking slightly as he moved.
“Man, this guy is way too jolly for a deathmatch,” Naruto muttered under his breath, before turning to scout the area.
As he moved toward the edge of the platform, Naruto spotted a hollow hiding behind one of the pillars. Its empty eyes stared at him, blade trembling as it prepared to attack.
Naruto didn’t even hesitate—he kicked the hollow square in the chest, sending it plummeting off the platform with a fading shriek.
Naruto channeled chakra into his feet, his body sticking effortlessly to the stone wall of the castle as he scaled it. His sharp blue eyes locked onto the wyvern’s massive tail. It swayed back and forth like a battering ram, cutting through the air with a menacing whoosh that promised devastation to anything foolish enough to get too close. Naruto paused just far enough to avoid being struck and quickly formulated a plan.
With a puff of smoke, two clones appeared beside him, each wielding Zweihanders imbued with wind chakra. The massive blades hummed ominously, the air around them shimmering with a faint, almost razor-sharp distortion. Naruto reached into his inventory and pulled out some gold pine resin. Smearing the resin across his own Zweihander, he watched as arcs of golden lightning began crackling along the blade’s surface. Two more clones materialized next to him, their weapons also sparking with electrified energy.
In perfect unison, the clones surged forward with Naruto, their blades slicing through the air as they closed in on the target.
SCHLICK!
The sound of steel severing flesh echoed through the air as the wyvern’s tail was severed completely, the sheer force of the combined attacks leaving nothing but a ragged, bloody stump. A fountain of blackened blood sprayed into the sky as the massive appendage crashed to the ground.
The wyvern’s reaction was instant. It let out an ear-piercing roar that shook the castle walls, the sound reverberating through Naruto’s chest. But before the severed tail could fully fall down below, something horrifying happened. The jagged end of the tail writhed violently, muscles and sinew peeling back like grotesque petals unfurling to reveal a mass of bloody; pulsating tendrils which sprang to life, snapping out like vipers toward Naruto and his clones. They slithered through the air with terrifying precision, lashing out as if driven by a singular purpose. The coiling appendages writhed violently, their target clear—the broken Astora Straight Swordnstrapped to Naruto’s hip.
“What the hell?!” Naruto shouted, stumbling back as the tendrils closed in. They weren’t just alive—they were hungry. He drew his blade, slashing wildly at the writhing mass, but the tendrils only recoiled for a moment before regenerating, growing back stronger and faster.
His clones darted into action, their blades carving through the tendrils in synchronized strikes. Yet, it was like cutting through water; the writhing tendrils simply regrouped, their focus never wavering from the Astora Straight Sword.
One tendril finally broke through the defensive strikes, slamming into the broken blade with a sickening crack. The force sent Naruto staggering backward, his heart lurching as the sword was torn free from his hip.
“No!” Naruto shouted, diving forward, reaching out in desperation. His master’s blade—the last remnant of Sir Oscar—was pulled into the chaotic mass of the wyvern’s severed tail. The tendrils coiled tightly around the broken sword, drawing it into the pulsating, sinewy flesh as if claiming it for themselves.
Naruto froze, his mind blanking. His clones froze too, their expressions mirroring his devastation.
They could feel their heartbeats pounding in their ears. The Astora Straight Sword was gone. Just gone.
And then, it happened.
[ You have acquired the Drake Sword. ]
Naruto immediately took out the sword from his inventory.
Naruto held the Drake Sword, its weight dense and commanding. The blade was wide and sharp, its surface textured like dragon scales, with faint ember-like veins pulsing along its length. The crossguard had twisted into curved draconic horns, giving it an ominous, predatory look. The hilt was thick, wrapped in scaled leather that felt foreign yet solid in his grip.
[ Item: Drake Sword ]
[ Type: Magic ]
[ Description: This sword, one of the rare dragon weapons, is formed by combining a Wyvern’s heart with the Astora Straight Sword. Drakes are seen as undeveloped imitators of the dragons, but they are likely their distant kin. The sword is imbued with a mystical power waiting to be released. ]
A sudden, thunderous thud snapped Naruto back to the present. Wasting no time, he bolted up the wall, his chakra-infused steps carrying him effortlessly to the top of the castle walls. As he reached the summit, his breath caught at the sight before him.
Solaire stood in the center of the broken bridge. The Hellkite Wyvern was circling above, its massive wings tearing through the air like storm gales, its remaining eye locked on the lone knight with murderous intent. Solaire, undeterred, banged his sword against his shield, the clang echoing like a challenge across the shattered remnants of the bridge.
“Come, beast! Let’s see if you burn brighter than the sun itself!”
The wyvern answered the challenge, roaring so loudly the very air seemed to vibrate. It launched itself forward with terrifying speed, its fiery body a streak of red and black against the gray skies. The ground quaked beneath its impact as its claws scraped across the ruined bridge. The beast’s mouth opened wide, flames pooling within, ready to engulf the knight in a fiery death.
But Solaire didn’t falter. Instead, he charged forward with insane determination, leaping directly into the beast’s path. Flames consumed him, wrapping around his armor like a second skin, but the madman didn’t stop. With a shout of pure defiance, he plunged his sword directly into the wyvern’s remaining eye, the blade sinking deep into the creature’s skull. The wyvern shrieked in agony, rearing back as blood spurted from the wound, its flames sputtering chaotically.
High above on the battlement, Naruto couldn’t help but laugh despite the chaos. “That guy’s completely insane,” he muttered. “Guess I better match him.”
Without hesitation, Naruto leapt forward, pushing off the wall with explosive force. His body sailed through the air, his Zweihander crackling with golden lightning in one hand and the newly acquired Drake Sword pulsing with wind chakra in the other. The energy radiating from the Drake Sword was fierce and hungry, draining his reserves far faster than expected, but he didn’t care. He poured everything into the blade, forcing the wind chakra to spiral and condense until the weapon practically hummed with destructive potential.
Naruto roared, twisting his body mid-air for a devastating plunge attack.
Time seemed to slow as he descended. The wind howled around him, whipped into a frenzy by the Drake Sword’s power, while the lightning coursing through the Zweihander cast flickering shadows over the battlefield. The wyvern reared back in pain and rage, its maw opening wide to release another blast of fire—but Naruto was already above it, too fast to stop.
The impact was cataclysmic.
The Zweihander slammed into the wyvern’s neck, the electrified blade carving through scales and flesh with a sickening crackle. At the same time, the Drake Sword connected with the wyvern’s spine, releasing a shockwave of pure, condensed wind chakra. The blast detonated outward like a hurricane, tearing through the wyvern’s massive form and splitting the air with a deafening boom.
For a split second, the world seemed to hold its breath.
Then the wyvern’s body began to split. From the point of impact, a jagged, gaping wound carved its way through the creature’s entire length. Scales, muscle, and bone were ripped apart, the sheer force of the wind chakra slicing the wyvern clean in half. The two halves of the beast’s corpse tumbled to the sides, its lifeblood—thick, black, and smoking—pouring out in steaming torrents that stained the crumbling bridge.
Naruto landed hard on the ruined stone, the adrenaline coursing through him making him feel weightless. He turned just in time to see the wyvern’s massive halves slide toward the edge of the bridge.
For a moment, Naruto stood frozen, his breath heaving, his mind trying to process what had just happened. His hands trembled slightly, still gripping his swords, their energy now fading. His heart pounded against his ribs, his body slick with sweat beneath his armor.
“Did I just… do that?”
The world answered him.
A massive soul orb materialized in the air where the wyvern had fallen, its deep crimson glow radiating power and heat. It was larger than anything Naruto had seen before—far bigger than the Taurus Demon’s, rivaling the size of the soul left by the Asylum Demon. The light of the soul seemed to pulse, almost alive, casting eerie shadows over the ruined battlefield.
Naruto stared at it, mesmerized, until a familiar voice snapped him back to reality.
“Impressive power,” Solaire said. “I see you’ve managed to forge quite the monstrous weapon.”
Naruto held the blade aloft, turning it slowly as he studied its jagged, scaled surface. “Yeah, but it came at a cost… my master’s sword, Oscar’s Astora Straight Sword.”
His voice was quiet, almost pained.
“Ah, but young squire, your master’s sword hasn’t been lost. It has simply been transformed.”
“Transformed?”
“Yes.” Solaire nodded, his tone encouraging yet solemn. “The essence of the wyvern’s heart has fused with your blade, amplifying its power. The Astora Straight Sword isn’t gone—it has conquered the heart of the wyvern, bending it to your will. And now, that strength is yours to wield.”
Naruto blinked, the weight in his chest easing slightly. “So… it’s still part of Oscar’s sword, just… different?”
“Precisely. Your master’s legacy remains with you, young squire, stronger than ever,” Solaire said, clapping Naruto on the shoulder. “And, I dare say, Oscar would be proud to see his blade turned into something capable of striking down a wyvern.”
Naruto’s lips twitched into a small smile as he gripped the hilt tighter. The idea of fighting with this weapon made him feel like Oscar’s strength was still beside him, guiding his hand. “Thanks, man. That… that actually makes me feel a lot better.”
“Good. It should. Such power comes not from loss, but from perseverance. And if I may add, from a touch of madness. Yours, of course.”
Naruto barked out a laugh, shaking his head. “Yeah, yeah, I get it. I’m a crazy idiot.” He glanced down at the blade, then back at Solaire. “But seriously, how did this happen?”
“A dragon—or even a wyvern, in this case—is a creature bound by its essence. Their very nature resists death. Their hearts, especially those imbued with magic, act as the core of their existence. Even in defeat, a draconic heart will seek to preserve itself, latching onto anything that can sustain it. The remnants of your sword provided the perfect vessel.”
Naruto tilted his head. “So… you’re saying the wyvern’s heart latched onto Oscar’s sword because it didn’t want to die?”
“Exactly,” Solaire replied. “Draconic beings cling to life as fiercely as they fight to defend it. They are beings of immense willpower, refusing to fade quietly into the abyss. And now, that unyielding spirit resides in your hands.”
Naruto grinned faintly. “Guess I can say Oscar’s sword tamed that dragon’s heart and made it its… uh, servant.”
Solaire chuckled. “Quite the way of putting it, my friend. But yes, that is the nature of Lordran. Even in death, something can be forged anew, given a second purpose.”
“You’re really good at this whole ‘cheer people up’ thing, you know that?”
“It is a skill I’ve honed in my travels,” Solaire said. “Now, speaking of rewards, I believe you have earned that soul.”
Naruto’s brow furrowed. “You sure? I mean, I couldn’t have done this without you. You stabbed that thing in the eye. Pretty sure you’re the MVP here.”
Solaire shook his head firmly, raising a hand. “No, young squire. The soul is yours. You were the one who severed the wyvern’s tail. You wielded the final blow with both courage and cunning. You’ve earned this triumph, not I.”
Naruto scratched the back of his head, unsure. “Man, you make it sound like I’m some kind of hero or something.”
“Perhaps you are,” Solaire replied, his voice softening. “Bravery comes in many forms. Today, yours shone brighter than the fiercest flames. And besides,” he added, his tone playful again, “I don’t need a soul to remind me of this day. I have the memory of fighting alongside a warrior like you.”
Naruto smiled, feeling a warmth in his chest that had nothing to do with the soul still floating before them. “Thanks, Sunbro. You’re not so bad yourself, you know.”
“Not so bad?” Solaire said. “I’ll have you know, young squire, I am exceedingly good.”
Naruto chuckled, turning back to the glowing orb. The crimson light pulsed faintly, as though calling to him. Reaching out, he brushed his fingers against its surface.
[ You have defeated the Hellkite Wyvern ]
[ You have acquired 10,000 Souls ]
Comments
Muhammad Hasnain
Gameplay-wise, yeah, the Drake Sword is useless compared to the other weapons, but what I have planned for the Drake Sword is going to be something very different compared to the games, as it is going to tie Naruto towards the gods. No spoilers, but don’t worry, I have already planned it out—now I just need to write it lol.
Aiden Steinman
The story is incredible so far, even from someone who has never played Dark Souls before, though from what a friend told me, I'm confused on if Naruto's going to continue to use the drake sword in the endgame, as he tells me it's a pretty useless weapon in the late game.
Dafu
Nothing like an incandescent ray of hope to help against the greatest enemies, I hope naruto learns from his sunbro and contemplates the beauty of the sun in the ninja world
