Novel & Cerita Captain Rex Battlefront 2

*Jaedon’s POV* “You’re saying war?” My best friend and Beta, Peter Normandy raised his eyebrows at me. Peter and I had met when we were children. Our pack, Snow Creek, had taken over his own pack Everforest. Now, the remaining joined us and pledged their loyalty. It hasn’t been a terrible thing for them though. We didn’t have to kill anyone. Their Alpha had been sick and the sickness was spreading. He asked us to take over the healthy of their pack so it wouldn’t have to die off. Our Alpha at the time obliged.

Rexy held onto the Merciless Flame-Aqua Gun and launched the Army Devourer. Bullets from the gun came spreading in all directions, frantically. Army Devourer, wherever it went, would leave that particular place in a bloody stream. Those red ants were unable to defend against such an attack and were all caught in flames. The Rank 3 huge red ant went pale. There was only one mindset in it, which was to escape for its life. However, after Lucas commanded Rexy, it was practically impossible for the Rank 3 huge red ant to escape. Just when the Rank 3 huge red ant was about to flee, Rexy shot it with his Merciless Flame-Aqua Gun.

Raised by wolves and trained into a killing machine, Rex was Serwyn's most formidable weapon. "Why not have them all come at me?" Alexander suggested, intrigued by Rex but feeling no real threat. Despite Rex's raw strength being impressive, Alexander perceived it as insufficient. "Hehe, defeat Rex first," Serwyn said confidently, whispering instructions to Rex as he removed the collar. He obviously treated Rex like a pet, not a human. Rex, now unleashed, lunged at Alexander with animalistic speed and power. Alexander's fist collided with Rex's palms, sending a wave of force rippling through the room. To Alexander's surprise, Rex wielded paramount semi-Empyrean power. Though remarkable, it wa

His eyes spots movement around him and behind James. He glanced carefully at his side and around noticing team A, B, C and D nearing the coast. Rex thought he already had enough of James threats to kill Cherry but he had to be careful not to take sudden steps to endanger her life. “You speak so evilly about me but what about yourself? We are no different-” “We are not the same!.” Rex cuts in sharply. About ninety-nine percent of his patience has ran out and he thinks Bale needs to open the shot. “Deny it rich boy but you cannot save her from me.”

I wouldn’t blame them; I was a young teenage boy demanding their attention. “My name is Landon Larkin, and I’m the leader of our werewolf pack, Dark Night. I’m here to warn you that no one is going to be leaving this town from now on, if you want to leave the town, you have until the end of the day to do so. If by tomorrow morning you are still here I will take that as a sign that you have chosen to stay here.” I paused as I looked at everyone murmuring among themselves, “after tomorrow morning, anyone who tries to leave will be killed.”

"So, Brandur the Destroyer, did you see any wolves last night while the boy was snoring?" Brand motioned around the small space. "I could hardly have missed one had it entered my hut. And I am guarded every evening." He shrugged in indifference. "It would have made my night more interesting had there been one, that is for sure." The captain took a step toward Brand and towered over him. Brand stifled an indignant growl from his wolf at the clear challenge. The man didn't say much but Brand and the other warriors could understand him plainly. He met Brand's eyes with a piercing look. "There is something strange about you, man. I don't know what it is, but I will find out eventually."

"Alpha Kael. Welcome. My pack is honored beyond—" "Your Majesty." One of Darius's men stepped forward — his captain, a thick-necked man with a voice built for flattery. He dropped to one knee and bowed so low his forehead nearly touched the cobblestones. "The Holt Pack has long admired your strength. We consider this visit the greatest—" The captain's head hit the ground before his sentence did. It rolled twice, mouth still open around the shape of his next word. The body stayed upright for one horrible second, then folded.

It is the only way to request a job be done by me since there is no way to reach me, a precaution I took to avoid being assassinated or discovered myself. No one knows what I look like and no one knows where I live. The name given to me at birth, Tessa, was buried that day ten years ago when I began running. Instead, I use many different aliases for the purchase of my many safehouses scattered around the Underworld. I’ve developed my costume over time, and I’d like to think I look pretty badass. I wear a skintight, full body, black outfit. A mask always covers the sharp features of my face, only revealing my piercing emerald-green eyes which are cast in the shadow of a black hood I wear. I h

he said smiling at Athen. "Are you two going to attack me or should I attack you" asked Hugo calmly as he moved towards Axel and Bolan. Axel and Bolan could feel the difference between them and Hugo, it wasn't difficult to sense his aura, it was way superior than their combined. "Go attack him Axel" said Bolan, "You go for it Bolan" said Axel, "Both of you come at me together" said Hugo raising his sword.

No sound at all. Every so often, she would glance down at her bandaged right hand, then lift her eyes back to the door. Deep night. The bonfire in the estate's rear courtyard was blazing. Rex crouched beside the flames. He wasn't wearing his battle armor. Just a fitted black tank top. The firelight fell across his back, and from shoulder blade to lumbar spine, the layered, jagged scars looked like an ancient chronicle of war, carved in flesh and sealed in blood.