Dynasty Warriors Sima Yi Novels & Stories

These were the imperial sirens of the emperor… Yileyna’s family. There were over a thousand, for sure. Their armour was a shimmery metallic blue silver. At the front were two men and Deliana. The three held tridents, whilst the rest behind them wielded swords or whips. The Naga tensed, and no one spoke as the man that was beside Deliana looked at me intensely. The imperials were watching the Nagas, but neither species said anything. "I come to assist my granddaughter, the heart of Kaeladia. She has proven herself efficient. Tell me, as the queen’s mate and champion, will you ride into battle with the pain that you hide?"

It was an open war. Inside Red Claw’s main war room, Alpha Darius stared down at the report. His breath was heavy and angry. Beside him stood Lord Simeon, Red Claw’s top commander. Simeon was a huge, powerful warrior built like a stone wall. He had spent his life serving the pack, but deep down, he always envied true Alpha bloodlines like Kaelen's. “They wiped out the whole garrison in less than two hours,” Simeon said, his voice deep and rough. “Silver Night scouts blocked the paths while Kaelen broke into the keep.”

Plumes of smoke billowed over several areas of the Caihong Nobility. One of the worst was in the Second Class Noble territory where in the region there were at least five more government buildings that were burned down by mad soldiers. Those mad warriors were victims of Yang Zi's Xuanshu-Moya power. Xuanshu-Moya Yang Zi's strength had apparently increased quite rapidly after she had trained for months in the heirloom realm of the Silver Dragon Diadem.

"The apocalypse survival game begins now. From this point on, I'll be watching your every move. Everything you do will be visible to me. Everyone must follow the rules of the safe house. "The first rule is that everything in this safe house will be distributed on a set schedule in fixed amounts. No one is allowed to take anything on their own. Second, once the game starts, there's no stopping or backing out. Third—" Before I could finish speaking, a voice from below cut me off. "Screw you. Who do you think you are, giving us orders?" The speaker was one of Tristan's men. I nodded to the burly men beside me, who stood nearly seven feet tall, signaling for them to go down and teach him a lesso

He exploded. His balled fists went high as the warriors tried to force him to his knees, landing on the torso of one of them. The second Lycan warrior didn’t have enough time to react because Simon’s fist launched like a hammer, catching the guard square in the jaw. That was the ego of a warrior, but also the stupidity of one who was digging his own grave. “Enough!” King Damon shouted, and the low vibration of his voice rattled the very foundation of the guesthouse.

“She looked absolutely ravishing even in that state!” The gray-haired elderly cultivator chuckled slowly. “Let me have my way with her first once we subdue her, Dorvus. I’ve never seen another lady who is as captivating as Yehria and the Yin governor like her.” Dorvus grinned. “I’m afraid I can’t do that, Salim. I want the gorgeous lady as much as you do.” Salim Withal, the Supreme War Saint, furrowed his brows and said, “I’ll let you have Maria instead! I’m sure you’ll enjoy having a Double Cultivation with her.”

“Seems like you’re still alive. I must admit, I expected you to be crushed beneath my heel by now.” I gritted my teeth, my fingers tightening around the communicator. Liam’s taunting words ignited a fierce anger within me, but I refused to let him see my vulnerability. “The battle is far from over, Liam,” I retorted, my voice dripping with defiance. “Do not underestimate our strength, nor our resolve.” Liam’s laughter echoed through the line, a chilling sound that echoed in the depths of my being. “Oh, Simon,” he replied, his voice dripping with malice. “You think this is merely a battle? No, my dear prince. This is a war, and I will not stop until I have your head on my staff and sit upon t

In effect though, that Yama boy, Overlord of the Yellow Springs and ruler of the underworld, would no doubt rampage for receiving millions of souls all at once. After all, Little Yin was not human to begin with. Murder was something she’s never shy to do. Back in her heyday, she was a great battle general under the Hun Clan who fought day in and day out against enemies of Chaos from the outside. She’s only being careful and thoughtful now, acting like a conscientious person from the Righteous Path, to repay the karma created by the life-saving grace her host body received from Ye Mo and his family.

Each of them held a silver sword and rushed like a phantom. Wang Simin hurriedly drew out her two swords and quickly fought with a dozen men in black. Although she was a woman, she had been unwilling to admit that women were inferior to men since she was a child. She had been cultivating hard. Facing more than a dozen men in black, although she kept retreating, at least she was able to withstand them. "Simin, come to Uncle Ye's place. That good-for-nothing Qin is simply a traitor. Blade and sword have no eyes. Uncle Ye doesn't want to hurt you!" Ye Gu Cheng coldly shouted.

The other party hurriedly said, “My name is Sayid.” Charlie hummed and said, “Sayid, you should already be able to see everything that happened just now clearly. Zayne Carter has already taken the initiative to attack you and try to kill you. He is one of the Four War Kings in Ten Thousand Armies, and the fact that he actually dares to kill you proves that the senior management in Ten Thousand Armies had already long reached a consensus that they would make a move against you sooner or later.” “So, your top priority right now is to hurry up and get rid of Ten Thousand Armies, which is a threat, and save your homeland. If you can handle this matter perfectly, you will end up becoming a nation