Count Bodies Like Sheep Novels & Stories

They just would not respond to the call of their masters, standing rooted to where they were, trembling and shaking quietly. "Heh heh heh heh heh..." Xiao Chen let loose a snicker and leaped into the air suddenly with blood dripping from his blood-drenched arms and body into horrid spatters on the ground. With the opened chest wound still coruscating with moist blood, he could have looked very much more terrible than the army of monstrosities now standing around him. The hundreds of Blood Corpses winced with a strong shudder and their knees buckled, prostrating themselves humbly like men bowing down to their liege lord. Yet even with their backs arched and their knees bent, the Blood Corpses

His rule of tyranny was the worst ever experienced in the whole history of werewolves and its kind alike; Lycans and Faes. Abruptly, Lucan and Sophia stopped walking, and I stopped also, wondering what could have made them halt. As I took a few steps forward to join them, my heart sank at the sight that greeted me. A mountain of bodies towered beside the southern border, a gruesome heap that numbered in the thousands, if not hundreds of thousands. It was a ghastly spectacle, one that I wished I could unsee. Around the mountain of bodies was a lake of blood. An island of dead, rotten, bodies. "Seems like the blood moon pack is the dumping ground for dead bodies," Sophia remarked. Her body was

The feeling of life leaving the body beneath my cold hands. Two more dropped like sacks of meat. There was nothing like the thrill of the kill.

They were simply turning toward the nearest camera and speaking in perfect unison. "The Throne is empty. The Body must be found." The Face-Slap of the Bio-Plague "The 'Body' isn't a metaphor, is it?" Alexander asked, his voice a sharp, cold edge. He looked at Leo, who was standing at the edge of the basalt shelf, watching the bioluminescent fish scatter.

No, please don't. The males shove the helpless sheep to the ground preparing it for death as I do my best to conceal the wild tremors of my hands. The crowds laugh and ridicule the sheep for its vulnerability for this is the land where the weak are butchered. Understanding settles in and I struggle to breathe in denial. That sheep is me.

It was as if he had turned into a ferocious tiger that leaped into a flock of sheep before killing them in cold blood. No, the disparity between Zayn and these men was greater than that of a tiger and a flock of sheep. In half a minute, Zayn had massacred more than a hundred of Scott's subordinates. The ground was littered with corpses, a shocking sight to behold. On the other hand, even after killing so many, Zayn did not have a drop of blood or sweat on him. He was breathing calmly while he dusted off his hands and slowly walked over, as if he was taking a leisurely stroll.

She asked as though she had just discovered a new treasure. "No. The bodies they possess die and they move on to other bodies except if they are expelled then they go back to hell". Her eyes widened at my explanation. "It's real?". "very real baby". From the way her eyes knitted together, I knew she wanted to ask more but I'd had enough talks of Zoe. I lifted her from the ground and threw her over my shoulder, striding towards the bedroom. I was going to make her forget Zoe.

Their bodies acted as spiritual tools, relying on their physical forms for attack and defense, which contrasted with Adrian’s philosophy. Adrian believed that the body was merely a vessel. From his understanding of the laws, the soul was the core, and the body was just a carrier that could be replaced at any time. Excessive focus on physical training was seen as self-limiting, ultimately forming a constraint on one’s true potential.

I kept repeating those words in my mind as I found myself sprinting into in the middle of a battle field. The bodies of limp wolves covered the field. If I had to guess, I would have said there were around 10 lifeless bodies surrounding me, if not more. Some were still in tact with nothing more than a few bite marks along their limbs, but others had dangerously large chunks missing from their bodies. I couldn’t be sure if they had died from a broken neck or from the impact their bodies had taken. My heart dropped as I scanned the scene before me, searching for the giant, black wolf I called mine. I could hear Leia whimpering in anticipation in my mind.

Evil, excitement, and mischief glowed in her eyes. "Easy moonie, haha!" Lan chuckled, and Moon huffed, walking closer to Lan's position. "There are more people than we had predicted. Following the north, a pile of bodies had been thrown there. Most of which cannot be detected. However, fewer heads are there, and more bodies are there. He announced, and Laila scrunched her nose up. "The first group had their hearts dug out, and the second were arm and limbless; now these are headless. What are they doing there?"