Elden Ring Lord Of Chaos Mga Nobela at Kwento

ariel:- it my fault now tell what about this ring, it looks Magnificent, this is quite powerful. loriana:- this ring contains the shadow of god itself, it is impossible to break this ring, this artwork on the dragon head. ariel:- what is a dragon, he looks like an animal or he is a god. loriana:- he is one of the pets or rides a god, he is one of the weakest ones, but he is very kind and generous, that why this ring is one of the weakest jewellery in 20, you are quite lucky that you can witness it.

I looked stupid in front of all of them lot. I have no idea how come he didn’t wage war against me because he is known to have a temper and as a revengeful motherfucker. I did hear that he visited Wengarthria a couple of times after this whole mess, so I just wanted to ensure that I have some leverage if he tries anything stupid. Apart from being beaten by the voice of a vengeful deity with temper tantrum issues, he is also known as a god who is not your sharpest tool in the shed. So he may get some stupid ideas. And, just as a matter of precaution, I am making a pact with this wild card, Chaister. As the god of Chaos, he's the only one who can somewhat rein in Lertellan. That's how I ended

It waited there, silent and claimless, an ancient burden cast aside. The Crown of Eldoria. Forged in the heart of dragonfire. Set with moonstone mined from the sacred caverns of the Frostpine Wilds. Passed from one ruler to another, generation after generation. Kings and queens had worn it, yes, but not as a symbol of glory. The Crown of Eldoria was a chain. A heavy, unyielding chain that demanded sacrifice and blood and obedience. Elara reached out, her fingers hovering above the twisted metal. She felt it hum faintly, an ancient pulse of power, a whisper demanding order, calling for submission.

I heard Draco’s voice in head. I immediately turned in his direction but he was busy fighting Saltus “NOW… JASMINE… NOW…..” Draco voice screamed in my head and speedily ordered my summoned ghost to bring me King Jamerian Borg “KING…. BRING BE GREEN JEWEL RING FORM THAT PERSON FINGER” is said Hearing my command real soul of King Erlenduris immediately flew towards King Jamerian Borg and ruthlessly hit him on his hand which allowed some green jewel ring from his hand to fell straight it blood stained water.

After suppressing his presence, Landon pulled out a jewel necklace and clasped it around Sam's neck. Aria was confused as to what he was doing. Landon smiled. "Homer gave me this. It was kept on Mount Dracotigris until now. It can suppress Chaos' murderous intent." Aria knew that wasn't true. The jewels didn't look like anything from the Dracotigris Order, especially with the emerald carved into a skull—completely unlike their style.

"Take care of my girl Seth," "I'll do my best sir." "Good, I have a few arrangements to make for the airship. Excuse me," Lord Borden said before turning to leave the room. "Wait," Seth called after him. "One thing is bothering me. Why would Lord Delmar give gold to a dragon he's trying to kill? It just doesn't make any sense." A dark shadow crossed over Lord Borden's face as he answered. "Lord Delmar does not give gifts to enemies; he gives snares, traps. Dragons have a peculiar reaction to gold as you well know."

He grabbed the heavy silver chains that hung from the ceiling: ancient relics of the first coronation: and wrapped them around his forearms. "I am the ground, Elara!" he roared, his muscles bulging, the silver branding on his skin glowing with a white-hot intensity. "Hit the reset! Now!" I didn't have a defibrillator. I had my hands and my shared bloodline. I stepped into the center of the children’s triangle, placing my palms directly onto the growing black spark between the statues.

Draco joined me. Together, we attacked. He dropped. Alexia fell to the ground, unconscious but alive. I dropped beside her, shouting her name. And then. A shadow. It slithered from the broken pieces of the Legion leader—something old, icier. It loomed over me, then dispersed with a hiss that vibrated in my soul. Chaos took the battlefield. Lilith was calling my name. Turtela. Lynn. Marissa. But the world was already growing dark.

The other one who had an overgrown mustache like he was from London was still gazing at me with lots of curiosity, and it was starting to get disturbing. " Can we skip to the part where you test my blood? I have to watch a movie" I said agitated. I was already feeling mutant-y and a bonding session with two doctors wasn't exactly on top of my list at the moment. " I apologize for that, he's always that way" my dad jumped in and apologized respectfully. Mustache man who didn't appear annoyed by my demeanor waved his arm dismissively. " We won't take much if your time" he said whilst taking out a syringe and a small-sized glass tube, the kind we use in science labs. He also took out a glass bo