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The three killers knew that it was hopeless to try and win her over, so they clenched their teeth and charged forward! The fact of the matter was, they were all professionally trained killers, and they were really good at fighting. However, even if they lost, it was simply because they were too unlucky to have met Sienna! They could only be beaten up in front of the Goddess of War who used to have great military exploits! After a couple of moves, the three of them screamed and were kicked off the road. The roadside was full of gravel, and there were three more killers who had fainted on the ground.

As it passed, I drove the silver-infused tactical knife upward with all the force in my shoulder, aiming for the cluster of glowing energy where its throat should be. The silver blade sliced through the shadow-matter like a hot scalpel through butter. The thrall shrieked a wail of agony as the silver violently disrupted the dark magic holding its body together. It crashed heavily onto the floor behind me, with its form dissolving into a puddle of thick sludge that hissed against the concrete, eating into the stone. "Calista! Watch your right!" Kael roared from across the room. I scrambled to my feet, but I was too slow. The third thrall hit me from the side, it was heavy slamming into my rib

“Then you’ve chosen death.” The command lashed through the alley like a whip. “Kill him.” The thugs obeyed instantly. Two lunged for Travian, another for Soren. The three reinforcements lurking in the shadows surged forward, closing the circle tight. The stranger cursed low, sharp under his breath, gun flashing in the rain—BANG! The bullet screamed, ripping through the storm, embedding itself in the leg of one thug. The man collapsed with a guttural howl, clutching at his bleeding thigh.

That palace of corpses was hit by the light of destruction, and directly collapsed and shattered, turning into countless fine powders scattered by the wind. Consecutively destroying Tadhg Walter, Divine General, Egbert Leon, the attack of the three Infinity Asuras, the light of destruction that became much darker, but it turned into a streak of light, towards Crocodile Swamp deep in the starry sky fly away. After using the Ten Thousand Worlds to destroy this secret method, The Invincible Guardian is almost dead and lifeless, and will be lost directly. However, as long as he is not lost in Tadhg Walter and Cadell Brian, there is a possibility of resurrection in the future.

The joint shattered backward with a sickening, wet snap. ​As Thorne buckled, losing his leverage, Vesh didn't hesitate for a microsecond. Her obsidian blade flashed in a brilliant violet arc, slicing cleanly through the air and decapitating the Vanguard Commander in one fluid motion. ​Thorne’s headless body slumped heavily to the floor, finally releasing my throat. I staggered backward, gasping desperately for air, clutching my bruised neck as the black ash of the dead thrall began to scatter across the stone floor.

“He’s invincible now, a force no one can touch. And even if you kill me, it won’t change anything. You’ll only enrage him further.” Sabrina’s eyes narrowed, her voice ice-cold. “He’s your mate, isn’t he?” Thalora’s smirk faltered briefly, a flicker of something darker passing over her face before she recovered. “Yes. Killing me would weaken him, but only by a fraction. My mate is already invincible because he’s a hybrid and immortal. And with the power he wields now, the pain of my death would feel like a mere pinch. Do you think that’s enough to stop him? Especially after what you did to Andres—his beloved godfather?” Her laugh rang out, sharp and bitter. “Oh, Killian will destroy you all.

He had curled into a ball, waiting for the final blow, when the kicking suddenly stopped. He had looked up through a swollen eye to see a young Travis Thorne. Even then, Travis had that cold, unwavering stare. He hadn't said a word, he had simply stepped between Storm and the bullies. When one of them tried to lunge, Travis had floored him with a single, brutal punch. "Get up," Travis had said, reaching out a hand. "In Silverstone, we don't stay down." Storm’s hand, now bloodied and mangled, twitched against the van floor. Travis had saved him that day. He had brought him back into the estate, and trained him until Storm became the deadliest blade in the Alpha’s arsenal.

She was holding her own, but blood already stained her side. He tried to reach her. A massive Ravencrest warrior, easily twice his size slammed into him from the side. The impact sent Thorne crashing to the ground. Pain exploded in his ribs. Before he could rise, a boot kicked his sword away. Panic, raw and primal, flooded his veins. Around him, his people were dying. Garrick went down with a sword through his chest, eyes wide with shock as he looked at Thorne one last time. A young warrior Thorne had trained personally screamed as two soldiers hacked at him. Lira fell to her knees, clutching her throat as blood poured between her fingers.

Thorne barked. The Hammer moved like a force of nature, unthinking, unstoppable. He charged at Thorne’s lead man with terrifying speed, ignoring weapons. The mercenaries responded with precision. Coordinated volleys of non-lethal, high-velocity rounds struck The Hammer simultaneously, knocking him off balance. He crumpled to the floor, stunned but still conscious—a living monument to brute strength contained by tactical skill. Thorne didn’t pause. Ignoring the fallen enforcer, he lunged at Luca, grabbing him by the collar and slamming him against the wall.

The difference in the present attack and the previous attack was that they were all giving it their all their effort in the attack Michel the ‘Thunder Claw’ slashed forward rapidly with each strike powered by lightly blasting out creating thunder clashing sounds, splitting open the ground and leaving chasm as an after-effect It was as if the god of thunder descended on Earth, no doubts the outcome of receiving such attack would be devastating While Michel was attacking, the rest didn’t remain ideal ’Crazy Beach Alpha’ Stella vanished from her spot not by speed but by becoming invincible Her invincibility power granted her advantage in making a perfect ambush Lancelot, John, Fred, Ramos all t