Novel & Cerita Combat Continent

In the past few hundred years, the long era of peace seemed to have finally come to an end. In the world of the Heaven Path, conflicts between major forces and clans continued to take place, and the flames of war continued to escalate. Although the major sects such as the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect had tried their best to stop the outbreak of large-scale wars, small-scale conflicts had taken place one after another and were difficult to suppress. The rebel forces on the Heaven Path continent seemed to have figured out the tempers of the major human forces. They constantly stirred up all kinds of small conflicts, making it impossible for those major forces to interfere.

All hell broke loose. We sit in our little haven, watching as one country declares war on another. Bombs and bullets fly, air strikes cripple them. The innocent humans hunker down wherever they can find shelter or safety. And for the moment, we are spared. The war wages on. Thousands, millions die, in the conflict I’ve created. Humans and supernatural alike flee from the chaos. The whole world is on fire. Without a human authority to regulate us, I started claiming vast amounts of land - land that in the past belonged to my family anyway - and started to build, expand, silently creating the biggest, most dangerous mixed pack the world has ever seen.

"I'm going to revert to control. I'm going to make decisions without you. I'm probably going to drive you crazy multiple times in the next year." "Probably," Eli said. "And you're going to stay?" I asked. "If you keep trying," Eli said. "If you keep coming back when you realize you've reverted. If you keep choosing partnership even when control feels easier. Yes. I'm going to stay." By the end of month six, the worst of the conflict had resolved itself. We'd established new patterns. New boundaries. New ways of navigating the space between my need for structure and his need for autonomy. We were stronger after the conflict than we were before it.

Asked Victor who saw Liem as if daydreaming. "Sorry it's nothing. Please continue the story again I heard it" Liem replied. "That is why the Jabus inhabitants of the East Continent always lose to the Mabus of the inhabitants of the West Continent because they are always trying to practice their tools in the East Continent belonging to Jabus who have become many victims of their technology tests and make the two people not get along and always disagree." Said Victor. “Why don't they want to attack us this Northern Zeon Continent.” Liem asked with a very serious face to Victor asked.

“I’m not going anywhere. You’re crazy, Tunde’s reckless… someone’s gotta make sure you two don’t die.” She smirked, but it didn’t reach her eyes. The sky remained eerily still. Distant sounds echoed, the grind of loaders, the occasional cry of a baby from one of the shelters below. Life in the Ruins kept breathing, unaware that tonight, three nobodies had picked a fight with giants. Abigail’s mind was racing. Not just with the plan, but with what came after. If this worked, if the Citadel cracked down on the Brass Fangs , , they’d lose a powerful enemy, but they’d also put a spotlight on themselves. That kind of light could burn.

"Unless you become pregnant soon. Pregnant women can choose to do their duties or just be pregnant." Her eyes were wide as saucers when Alpha Khan mentions becoming pregnant. War could imagine Pomelia's belly full with their young...he could imagine what it would take to get her pregnant. He personally thanks the goddess in his mind that he was going to be able to mate with such a beautiful woman. His eyes slid over to Pomelia and her eyes were as wide as saucers...a look of utter fear on her face. War understood that he was well...a large male but she shouldn't be so afraid of him and thinking about their future. The only thing War worried about would be is that his children not turn out li

He said in a low voice, that made her grin like an idiot. "So bad." And he told, everything, holding nothing back, and she prayed it would be like this. Him and her, forever, come what may. °°°° ~After a fortnight~ "Men and women of Kingdom Brone! We are under siege! The Athànatoi are upon us! dark days draw near! Strong men of Kingdom Brone come forward and show your might, and fight for yours and mine, for all that was and will be, fight for Brone! May the creator Help us all!"

He said and I looked at him with a raised eye brow. "There's 60 seats on a large continent, there's other kingdom's outside our continent and although we use Seats here, they use normal kingdom names. They want to start a war against one of the seats so we had to take care of some things." He explained and my lips formed an 'o' as I nodded slowly. There are a lot of things I have to learn before I become believable as his queen. And how our emotions are heading, we might be in the contract more than intended.

There is no stopping that war. ******************************************

The world was at peace, but the elemental heart of the continent was now splitting into a fundamental conflict, Light/Earth versus Ice. I was watching her daughter, the immense power in the small child a mirror for the continent's new, fragile balance. The Elder Elemental Clans and their Tundra Wall were the next great threat a slow, elemental siege that demanded a new form of diplomacy, one that might require Aelia's unstable, profound gift.