Fairy Tail Warrod Novels & Stories

“B-but, how?” Mei laughed, amused at the look of bewildered shock on Jade’s face. “It’s a special skill I’ve had since… since…” Mei’s smile vanished. She seemed to be hesitating about something. “Since?” Jade prodded. “Well, you see,” Mei continued. “I’m sure you’ve heard about the beast gods. Well, I’m actually one of the seven stars of a beast god.” “WHAT? I can’t believe it! Which holy beast?”

he gritted his teeth. Terribor held in his left hand his staff, Meealduan, the heroes quickly saw what was about to happen. Terribor glared at them and the staff erupted in a purple aura of magic, Warren had been taught by the Dean of Reinhold how to repel Meealduans power but only for a short time. “The staff consumes everything, that’s what you told me master” he thought as he threw his arms forward and large blue lights began to glow like a shield from his arms.

The figure was flying towards them at a rapid pace. "W-What is that?" “Is that a person?” Second Warlord's pupils continued to dilate. What was he seeing? Was it a dragon? Or was it a human? “Prepare to fight!" First Warlord bellowed as he recollected himself. The Eight Warlords quickly spread out. Frederick, who had already transformed into a dragon, landed in the center. "Who are you?" First Warlord asked through clenched jaws, trying to suppress his fear.

Whoosh! At the command, the subordinates swiftly moved out, rushing toward the War Puppet. With their strength, they could only assist from the sidelines, harassing the War Puppet without causing any damage to it. Outnumbered, the War Puppet stood firm. The War Puppet let out a furious roar, its aura surging. Its eyes turned blood-red, showing signs of transcending into a semi-Empyrean. A War Puppet, the dream of every warlock, naturally possessed unique qualities.

Just wait because the mission is about to begin. The names Ruby held were Joe Flack of the Vampire clan, Thea the Sphinx, Gamo the Eastern Dragon, and Doki of the Goblin clan. Meanwhile, Mr. Jordan takes care of influential names such as Mora the Night Witch, Jaquelinn the Ghost, Karina of the Fairy clan, Eramus the Incubus, and Phoenix.

Only a few knew that Zenrada's king was wolfless. "Tell me…" The somewhat wrinkly creature spoke as he twitched his right, pointed ears with his frail fingers. “How are you powerful if you don’t have a wolf?” Darren remained strong on the outside, his jaws clenched as he replied, “That’s none of your business.” ”Oh, it is.” Darren’s thick brows raised as the fairy glared at him. “Yes, it's our business. Because we are going to help you find that wolf.” ”What?”

The surrounding enemies falter, their terror apparent as they catch glimpses of the unleashed blue wolf, a symbol of untamed power. Aria's grandfather, Mtungagore, the Azanian warlock, recognizes the urgency of the situation. As a guardian and ally, he understands the gravity of protecting me and Summer from further harm. With a flick of his aged hand, he deploys his expertise, creating intricate barriers that prove impenetrable to Vornt's minions.

At that point she could feel her shoulder was out of place, perhaps it was dislocated. Ladzgery looked down at the gushing wound on his forearm and smiled. Nobody knew what was going on inside that sadistic mind of his, but the results of his thoughts weren’t generally known to be good things. He walked back to the candelabra and picked up a glass of mead he was drinking earlier on and poured it over the wound. Lora was catapulted into the air and as she was floating above the room’s floor her brother collided with her. They came crashing down hard. At that point she could feel her shoulder was out of place, perhaps it was dislocated.

Maxim immediately turned and locked our eyes, again pressure, but this time anger began to appear in me, trying not to betray my feelings, she asked: “Maybe you’ll ask your question already, alpha, and won’t you press me to the ground with your strength?” he chuckled. - At first I thought you were drinking a decoction or infusion. I honestly don't know much about these things, but now...Vallia are you wearing an artifact? At these words, I was alarmed: - Why do you think so? - For a werewolf with a more sensitive sense of smell, this will be obvious. - Smell? I don't understand.

Blood Fiend Sect" to receive his apologies and a ride backbto the sect. That and a little threat of course. 'The Winford family were in actuality humans, although, these humans had encounters with different magical beasts, it's was just a minority who had such privileges to meet with magical beasts and live to tell the tale, the Winford family had an agreement with the Blood Fiend Sect, the Iona flowers which grew in their land had become quite useful as the upper echelons of the Blood Fiend Sect found these flowers beautiful. Rumour even has it that Lady Chen was known to have the most Iona flowers in the sect despite her viscious deposition'. The ride was gladly accepted by Sara since he h