Floor Guardians Overlord Novels & Stories

In fact, when gathered together, their pressure surpassed his, and he did not dare to let his guard down. To conserve his true energy, he took out his Linebreaker Overlord. With this extraordinary weapon, he could not only restore his true energy during battle but also cause maximum damage at minimal cost. “Overlord’s Return!” Layers of spear intent enveloped the beasts. Andrius followed up spear strike after spear strike. Fifteen minutes later, he had killed them all. In one-on-one combat, even the late Nascent Soul stage beasts only posed a slight challenge to Andrius. After enduring for about a dozen rounds, Andrius’ exquisite spear technique killed them all.

"Don't you dare!" The other Geoffreys sobered and leaped toward Leon. "Know your places!" Leon scoffed and sent two waves of energy from his hands in two directions at the dozen martial artists hurrying toward him. The Geoffreys were in a hurry to rob Leon of his treasure and Daniel only took two Semi-Overlords and dozens of martial artists in the Realm of Supreme Master with him. The other Overlord and Semi-Overlords of the family were left to guard the Geoffrey Mansion.

They didn't even make it halfway across the room. "Shield wall!" Marcus roared. The massive Beta slammed his golden shield into the lunar floor. A shockwave of pure kinetic force erupted outward, hitting the charging guards like a freight train. The impact shattered their armor and sent them flying backward, crashing through the reinforced glass of the command consoles.

He bellowed orders, and his guards surged forward, swords flashing. Alpha Borin and his Stonefurriers met the charge with a disciplined defensive formation. Paws scrabbled on stone, and the metallic clang of steel against claw echoed through the pass. The Stonefurriers, though outnumbered, fought with the ferocity of those defending not just their lives, but a principle. The Greyclaws continued their disruptive tactics, harrying the flanks of the Royal Guard, making it difficult for them to gain a decisive edge.

But it was definitely warmer inside, Aefstine thought with a sigh. The hall was a beautiful, marble floor with a red carpet leading to an empty throne. There was a soft murmur of Maudian guards and servants around. The fortress was way bigger than his family's mansion and Gytha’s very own castle but it also was badly lit, a little too dark for Aefstine's taste, making it look gloomy. He didn't had the time to appreciate the beauty of the entrance hall though, because a strong and heavy sound of footsteps descending the stairs made Aefstine look up.

Right after breakfast the preparations began and there was much to do, this was a little different from Penelope’s daily routine so she was excited to plan out every single detail. By noon most of the preparations were done but then the head alpha received news that his nephew's arrival would be delayed so he ordered that all preparations should be stopped and the feast would have to be held the next day and just like that the rest of the day remained uneventful, having nothing else to do Penelope returned to her chambers where she spent the rest of her day. When evening came Penelope found herself wandering into the palace garden she had come to realize no one ever went into the gardens in

Odell who is one to be easily tempered, which the humans describe to have the quick temper of a human remains the God of war, as when it comes to fighting of demons, Odell is at the front line. Layland on the other hand is the God of illusions and compel, while Barak is the God of the four elements, and Darius, being the God of the underworld. Aside all that, it is known for each of the Gods to be blessed with strength, speed, and hyper senses. "And who says this is a joke, less at all useless?" Alec replies them. "Now if any of you can't answer the question, I will," Alec stares at them all.

Even Lucian’s golden aura flared slightly. “What now?” Raven demanded. A shadow moved across the jagged walls, faster than the eye could follow. And then—he emerged. The Overlord. But this time, he was different. His crimson armor was damaged, his energy flickering, but there was something new in his eyes: recognition, almost respect, but with an undercurrent of anger. “You’ve grown stronger,” he said, voice echoing ominously through the half-collapsed hangar. “Stronger than I anticipated. But strength without understanding… is meaningless.”

ME. That bastard! I slapped him hard in the face. He suddenly stopped laughing and looked at me with cold eyes. That was when I started to feel scared of him. Once again he looked at me and said with a voice full of authority, " I am your master, earthling, bow down before me," I gaped at him. What a narcissistic jerk! "Are you kidding me? You can't make me do that," I mocked at him. "But you just did," he said nonchalantly.

Quickly making my way down the stairs. I heard Warlord shift out of the chamber to watch me from the doorway. I could physically feel his apprehension. Be careful. I could literally feel him willing me. *** I went down to the foyer and spotted the beautiful blue carpeting with gold tassels that indicated the route up to the second floor. Clutching the railing in a white knuckled grip. I stayed far right on the stairs as I saw other maids doing while they scurried up and down. Their arms laden with bedding or chamber pots or boxes.