Battle Of The Goldroad Novels & Stories

They said in unison. “I want the musky scent,” Gold called a dib. “The gasoline scent, that’s it.” Orange played along. Gold looked at the bull beast, dog beast, and lizard beast that were clearly low in rank. It pained them to fight small flies like them. He pointed his hand toward the enemies. “Make a path for me.” Orange kicked the camel beast. “Hiya!” He rushed toward the enemy. Gold breathed. “Ho!” Electrified! The charge of electricity intensified and rushed toward the enemies.

Using Bloodline Force would make that Golden won the battles too easily, and thus Golden wouldn't gain any experience from them. Furthermore, the Bloodline Force effects would be too shocking, and even if Golden already gathered a lot of attention, he didn't want to attract even more by showing a 2-star Mortal peak strength in a mere week since turning ten. The class finished, and the defeated big guy ran away. Golden had hurt the big guy's pride by winning against him without sweating at all. The next class was the Rod Battle Class. More than half of the members from the Fist Battle Class left, and new students arrived.

Chapter 81 The Werewolf Realm. The Battlefield The smell of blood and the stench of rotten flesh could be perceived on the battlefield. The Goldren fought beautifully. On the battlefield, their gold and red bodies moved elegantly. Queen Erin was not fighting. She was not on the battlefield, but nevertheless the races joined hands together to fight against the demons. In the middle of the battle, a Goldren could be seen slashing a demon’s wing. The Goldren said, “And I thought you were strong. I sincerely hoped I would find some thrill. Weak—that’s what you are.”

“And how the Hell do you not know your own name? Amnesia? “ Leonardo asks, only to receive a shrug as a response from the other. He huffs and turns away. It became clear to him that Goldie only knows a few words, and is possibly suffering from memory loss. A proper conversation between them wouldn’t last long. They continue to venture throughout the empty roads, making sure to dodge cars or any other vehicle. By the time the sky has started to lighten up, the two approach the gates of a subdivision. one of the guards immediately notices Leonardo and made a bit of a ruckus. Alerted by their reaction, Goldie’s eyes slowly glowed yellow. Before he could approach the guards, an arm stretches ou

“Many of my warriors would also love to test themselves against our local folk hero. And now that the war with the blood suckers is over, we may never see him again.” “I must admit that this news disappoints me,” Ben laughed, shrugging his shoulders. “Perhaps, at some point over the next few weeks while I’m living here, I might get an audience with Elder Lord Roland. From the rumors I’ve picked up so far, he was the first one to fight alongside the Silver Myst.”

I was panting being a tired and not being used to fighting let alone fighting three rouges at once, I looked up to see that they had started to surround me ready to make their final move and just as they took a step forward there was a massive roar coming from the edge of the clearing, I could see it was Ryder but he looked hurt and badly. My anger finally got the better of me seeing Ryder so hurt and it was going to be because of me, it was then I felt strange feeling surrounding me causing the rouges to open their eyes wider with shock before backing away pretty quickly, I stood up and howled realising a wave of flames all over the meadow killing two of the rouges but the other ran into a

Gerald scoffed and Martin groaned as they began pulling the bags back in again. A moment later Jake's engine roared to life before he finally drove away.

“Don...that’s drunk driving!” “Drunk driving?” he hissed, eyes blazing with bloodshot fury. “Fuck the rules. I only want Aria.” The engine howled. He pushed the car past its limits, racing through empty roads until the world blurred into nothing. At the edge of the wilderness, he finally braked. And his shoulders shook. And the Don...the man who could raze empires...broke down and cried.

But the way people moved aside for him, the way even the other alphas stepped back, told me everything I needed to know. This was someone powerful. "Ten gold from the hooded bidder," the trader said, his voice suddenly nervous. Garrett's scarred face went dark. "Twelve." "Twenty." The hooded man didn't hesitate. Gasps ran through the crowd. Twenty gold pieces could buy a house. A farm. A whole herd of cattle. Garrett looked like he wanted to rip someone's throat out. His hand went to the knife at his belt. "Twenty-five." "Fifty."

“Dead. Killed by Juan Yates himself, she can't be alive.” “Oh.” Golda didn't say another word after that. He waved his hand behind him, gesturing towards Rockmight, who instantly came up like a cheetah towards Dhrishit and Devastation. As if he had taken a great interest in Rockmight, Devastation limped towards him. “He’s mine.” “Ok,” responded Dhrishit, dragging the samurai sword in his hand as he walked towards Golda. While the battle was on the verge of beginning, Matthew and Troy were standing at the door, ogling the scene through their cell phone cameras.