All Chapters of How to kill an immortal wolf : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

The sky broke open.What had once been thin fractures across the heavens now widened into enormous glowing wounds. Silver light poured through them like liquid moonfire, illuminating the ruined valley below.And from those woundsThey came.Seraphine felt the power first.Cold.Ancient.Wrong.It slammed into her senses like a tidal wave, forcing the air from her lungs.“Gods…” she whispered.Beside her, the immortal stared up at the descending figures with an expression that was far too calm.“There are more than I expected,” he said.“More?” Seraphine snapped. “There are hundreds.”They fell from the sky like living comets.Tall figures wrapped in armor made of living light. Their bodies were not entirely solid shifting between matter and energy like beings only half anchored to reality.The Ancients.Not the hunters they had fought before.These were the real ones.The rulers of the forgotten immortal age.Seraphine felt the guardian power inside her stir violently.Her magic recog

The scream shook the sky.It wasn’t human.It wasn’t wolf.It was something far older a sound torn from the throat of a being that had existed before kingdoms, before packs, before the moon ever ruled the night.The immortal’s body burned with stolen power.Guardian energy raged through him like a collapsing star.Silver lightning erupted across his skin.His arms were still wrapped around Seraphine, holding her against his chest as the storm of magic tore through them both.Below them the battlefield had vanished.The valley was now a crater of glowing fractures, reality bending and rippling like water disturbed by a stone.Seraphine gasped as consciousness returned.Her power… was gone.Not completely.But the overwhelming surge that had nearly destroyed the moon had vanished from her body.Because he had taken it.“Let… go…” she whispered weakly.The immortal didn’t answer.His head was bowed.His entire body trembled.Guardian power and his ancient immortal energy were colliding

The sky above the battlefield tore open.Not like before.Not the jagged fractures the Ancients had created.This was different.A column of pure silver light erupted from the Veil like a star being born, blasting through the storm clouds and ripping the heavens apart.Every Ancient froze.The Celestial Executor paused mid-attack.Even the immortal stopped fighting.His silver eyes lifted slowly toward the blazing tear in reality.“…You didn’t,” he muttered.But he already knew.Of course she did.The column of light widened.Energy poured through it like liquid moonfire.And then—Seraphine stepped out of the storm.She descended slowly through the air, surrounded by swirling guardian energy. Silver symbols glowed across her skin, ancient runes forming living armor along her arms and shoulders.Her power was no longer unstable.It was focused.Controlled.Terrifying.The Ancients recoiled.One of them spoke in its hollow cosmic voice.“Guardian protocol violation detected.”Seraphine

The sky burned.The Celestial Executor’s attack fell like a second sun, tearing through the clouds as it descended toward the battlefield.The sheer force of it bent reality around the valley.Mountains in the distance cracked.The sealed ring of cosmic energy trembled under the pressure.Seraphine lifted both hands toward the falling sphere of destruction.Silver light erupted from her body, spiraling upward like a pillar of moonfire.Beside her, the immortal exhaled slowly.“Well,” he said.“That looks unpleasant.”“You think?” she snapped.The massive sphere was almost upon them now.Its surface churned with collapsing stars and violent cosmic currents.One impact.That was all it would take.And the battlefield possibly the entire continent would vanish.Seraphine braced herself.“Ready?”The immortal stepped forward.His body ignited with the unstable power he had stolen from her earlier.Silver lightning crawled across his skin.“Not even slightly,” he admitted.Then they moved.

The battlefield was silent… but not in the way of peace. It was a heavy, trembling silence, charged with power and inevitability.The fractured moon hovered above them, its cracks glowing faintly but slowly knitting together under the ritual’s influence. Silver light washed the valley, but it did little to hide the destruction: jagged mountains, shattered forests, rivers boiling from surges of uncontrolled energy.Seraphine hovered above the ground, her hands still glowing from the guardian ritual. Her chest heaved. Exhaustion weighed on her like stone, but her eyes were fixed on him.The immortal stood beside the central node, his body alight with the combined power of her guardian energy and his own immortal essence. White-hot streaks of energy ran across his skin, surging violently as he contained the ritual’s force.“Stop,” she said sharply. “You’re pushing too hard!”“I can’t,” he replied quietly, his voice strained but steady. “Not yet.”“You’ll die!”He shook his head. “Not if