27 Dead Apostle Ancestors Novels & Stories

Accidental Alpha’s Bride Chapter Seventeen Angel’s POV The preacher finished the funeral rites and in an hour Grandpa was laid to rest in a grave filled with flowers, his favorite stuff he liked, a baseball and a multitude of written letters in small stamps at his graveside. After that we went back into church to complete the rights with the rest of the family members seated in the large cathedral dressed in black. Black shoes, stylish suits, and expensive black glasses and with an air and flair of authority- the mighty Vinci-Souzas.

The other three Apostles glared daggers at Leon upon witnessing the Grand Apostle's death. Though the Grand Apostle was not their family by blood, the Four Apostles all worked for the Southern Boss for years and they all considered one another siblings, so they were instantly overwhelmed by rage upon seeing how Leon killed the Grand Apostle. "Die!" Without hesitation, the three Apostles each launched a powerful attack and darted toward Leon from three different directions. "Know your place!" Leon scoffed in contempt. The Four Apostles failed to defeat him even with the Four Beasts Formation earlier; with only three Apostles left and their leader dead, Leon knew that he had nothing to fear fr

"Let's call it a day! Junior Brother Ethan Cline, since someone has proved it, it must be a misunderstanding. Many disciples of The Boundless Academy have indeed died in the underground world. Maybe Zephyr Khan was only affected by the aura of the Hand of Qing Ming!" Brother Albert came over to smooth things over.

could be heard, followed by the mixed exclamations of: “Oh, yeah, I remember now.” “Right, right, I’ve heard of that one.” “That’s the one from the last week’s memo, right?” Noah’s eyes lit up in expectation, “So he does exist?” Voices collectively fell silent again. Soon enough, Black was once again pushed out as a representative, “Yeah…no. That one got written into the scripture later on by some dude calling himself an apostle...” Noah’s smile stiffened, “How… how about other gods?”

Stella said. Anthony stood up and said to the people present, "After investigating this matter thoroughly, it was found that the arsonist was someone who had been declared dead not long ago, Brendan Cooper." "According to what Brendan had told me, everyone in Christian's secret organization is the same kind of people. I have a list of 32 'dead' people. I believe that there are more in Christian's secret organization. Brendan said that he was sentenced to death with unwarranted charges, but he was eventually rescued by Christian. Christian even transferred his family members away.

"I have none, Zera. I'm okay. How's Aunt and Uncle? Are they okay too?" "Yes. Many personnel protected them. And besides, it looked like Aíresi isn't the target. Pápa has already ordered someone to investigate that. Though I think the target is Azul, since all those men who got killed are from that sect. " "H-How many died?" "Six persons died. I'm sorry. If I only knew there would be trouble, I wouldn't have forced you to come. Did Uncle scold you?" "He did. He was very mad... but we're okay now, don't worry."

“Start moving them back to the transport vehicles. Keep the ones that got out in a safe place until we can get them home. How many are there?” “We have seven, sir,” Zeke tells me. “Six guys and a fiery young woman who reminds me a lot of your little friend.” I smile for a second thinking about that. I like to think of her as my little friend, too, though I have a feeling that’s about to change. “How many are at the church?” I ask him. “I believe it’s eight, sir. Six in the crypt if I counted heartbeats correctly. One outside in the stone area, and the one under the altar.”

She reached out and covered her face. "Our apologies," a bushy-browed Elder said in a strong Spanish accent. "Thank you, Alejandro," Alexis said. Alejandro's eyes narrowed at me, but his voice remained polite. "We were informed that the entire Barcelona Council had met their final deaths, along with our brother Elder. We also have not been able to account for the whereabouts of their Council Rectors." "Yes," I said. "Alexis told me about that."

Unexpectedly, one of the disciples, an old man in the Fourth-grade ultimate god level, struggled to catch his breath before replying, “No, pavilion master and elders. I have something to report. We noticed something was off, so we ran out!” “And what’s that?” The First Elder frowned, sweeping his gaze across the disciples. Only then did the old man say, “We… We discovered that many of our people died after fighting them. It’s beyond our expectations to see three disciples in the Third-grade ultimate god level dead in one of our battlegrounds. There were also several disciples in the First and Second-grade ultimate god level who died. Several hundreds of our other disciples have also died, bu

Everyone looked at him. Antonio stared at the screen. Horrified. "No." Dante's voice hardened. "Who is Gabriel?" Antonio swallowed. For the first time since arriving— He looked terrified. Not worried. Not nervous. Terrified. And when he finally answered— His voice barely worked. "Gabriel..." A pause. "...was the eighth founder." The world stopped. Seven founders. That was the story. Seven founders. Always seven. But suddenly— There had been eight. An entire founder erased from history.