Romans & histoires 5th Great Ninja War

The crack began to spread and grow bigger. "No, this is impossible!" The fifth elder gasped. His face was ashen, and he could not believe what he was seeing. His technique was supposed to be stronger than Severin's, yet it was still unable to withstand Severin's attack. "Darn it! The fifth elder is a level five warrior king, and the technique he’s using is a medium-rank Sky-grade technique! How could he still fail against his opponent?” On the Nashes' end, some of those whose attainment was lower than the fifth elder were beginning to worry.

The Witch King did not dare to look up at him. The fake emperor’s eyes were narrowed into slits with a glint of coldness flashing within. “Relay my decree! Central Warzone Master Baron Von Doom, Northern Warzone Master Caestus Rembrandt, Eastern Warzone Master Gaia Amatsu, and the Third, Fourth, Fifth, Sixth, and Seventh War Gods are to leave five million troops to confront the Lycantroops marching from the west! “In this battle, victory is the only option!” The imperial guards immediately sent out the orders.

This wasn't the Goddess's plan for us. We hated the curse. Bastian was devastated that his bride killed herself. It was twenty-five years before Laryn's turn. This time we decided who was next with a game of poker. Loser had to take the next claiming. We hadn't been back to the village in twenty-five years. Terror, death, and an ultimate bride were again the outcome. The screams of the burning humans stayed with us. It was Sarn who decided he would bargain with the villagers before his claiming.

“I hope so.” Gunter said with a smile, “If you can kill the God of War, the five strongest nations will label you a hero. Kill the God of War? The thought had crossed Gunter’s mind before. Nevertheless, he had to put that thought aside after the war between the five strongest nations and Arcadia. Those who never experienced the war would never comprehend the terrifying power of that man. A rattled bustle, coupled with whimpers and cries, echoed from outside the lounge.