Apocalypse Four Horsemen X Men นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I have a job I need them to do" maestro said In the mildest of tones, still not raising up his head. Zeke stared down more closely, paying attention to the contact information Maestro just handed over to him. His eyes bulged out in astonishment Nas he read out the name "sir? The four horsemen?!" Chuckling behind his mask, maestro nodded his head in affirmation as he replied " yes boy. The bitch is finally going down for good this time".

"I checked the boxes. All the food and drinks in there are gone!" "You b*stard!" All of the women lost their minds as they tied Howard up and flung him to the middle of the field. Since the heatwave started, nighttime had become shorter and shorter. The sun shone high up in the sky, and it was not even six in the morning yet. The earth was like a gigantic steamer. I watched Howard begging from the surveillance cameras, but his skin soon cracked, and he dried up like a human jerky. It took less than half a day for him to finally breathe his last, exactly like how I ended up in my past lifetime.

Every nightmare. Apophis, god of chaos. Lilith, the original she-demon. The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. Whiro, god of darkness. Lamashtu, child-devouring Mesopotamian terror. Gods. Demons. Monsters. Twisted relics of faith. The sheer evil in this room chokes the air, and if we had lungs, I doubt we could breathe. Loviatar hasn’t told us why we’re here. Just that this “meeting” will help restore our strength. She promised vengeance. I believed her.

"What do you mean?" "Just what I said. I heard Dagon myself, all of his brothers are after her, and once he discovers her, so will their father." A silence settled over the group. It was broken by Holly. "I really hate being talked about like I don't exist. Can you please explain what's going on? The Four Horsemen herald the end of the world, don't they? Why would they want anything to do with me?" "Your soul," Lachesis answered. "Holly, you're you, but your soul has lived many lifetimes now. It makes you a target to those that devour souls."

He gently caressed her cheek with his palm and she swatted him away like an annoying fly still glaring waiting for his answer. "A demon Ally and next to Lucifer you’re THE demon. Your fate is to be the queen of darkness here on this plain, as is it mine to be your King." Drake had never felt so proud and the more she resisted him the more he wanted her. " Queen. Apocalypse. Yours. I don’t think so. Why would I want to help bring about the apocalypse? My father might be a demon, but my mother was human. Part of me is still human. So don't sit there and start with this fate crap because I make my own fate. I refuse to believe that this is the only way." She said it with full hearted conv

Severin felt that there would be hardly anyone who could be strong enough to save him in his current predicament. All of a sudden, four figures exuding a terrifying half-immortal aura tore through the fabric of space and materialized before them. Led by a gray-haired old man who exuded an aura of age and experience, they hovered over the battlefield and glanced grimly at the devastation wrought upon the Menzies. The old man's murderous intent surged forth as he shot Xavier a hostile stare. "Laskin!" The old man clenched his teeth in anger as his gaze lingered on the remnants of Laskin's self-destruction.

Melanie thought in horror. "He is dead to me the moment he decided to become a spy. And now, you are dead too. Nobody questions me" the Lord billowed and pierced the figure bowing down on the ground with his sharp tail-like thing. Unknown to anyone present in that hall, it resembled the exact picture, that was shown to the Lords by Lord agamanan predicting the arrival of Apocalypse. It was showing the lord piercing his subject with his sharp tail and a shadow being a witness to it all.

that was kept secret from most people and that he should never reveal it to anyone he didn't already know. He shuddered when he heard of the Four Forces of Chaos, the greatest Evil, who were constantly striving to destroy the realm of mankind. There was a god of blood, Khorne, the master of slaughter, whose followers laughed in battle and filled themselves with an endless thirst for carnage. It was the great mutant Centch who transformed his worshipers and taught them the darkest secrets of magic. Nurgle was a plague whose followers spread fire and disease to the farthest reaches of the universe. Slaanesh was a fallen god of unspeakable pleasures. He now knew enough of some of their worship