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He looked down at Fulton who was a little disheveled and said with a sneer, “Lowly Eastern Battle God, do you know the gap between us now? If you don't want to die, you can choose to kneel down and submit to me. Sign a life-and-death contract with me and I’ll let you live. What do you think? This is God's mercy to you, so you should consider it carefully.” Fulton stood up straight at this moment, his body like a pine tree as he stood upright in place. He gently waved his burning right arm that was scorched by the energy beams and said with a laugh, “I’m sorry, but the East has never believed in the god you mentioned. I don’t really need your mercy.” “Arrogance! Since you’re so persistent, I

Shame and anger swallowed Thomas’s reason instantly. Then, he suddenly saw me stepping off the team bus. He froze, his chaotic eyes erupting with pure hatred, as if all misfortune had finally found a face. “Jane? It’s you… You’re watching me, laughing, right?!” He shoved the man aside and drew a rusty spring knife from his pocket, flicking out the blade. Dragging his broken legs, he charged at me in a twisted, insane rush. “I’ll kill you!” The team and security reacted immediately, easily subduing the frail, desperate man.

And then one thought came through clearly above everything else. Nobody knows I am here. Her phone was off. She had switched it off herself. There was a man the world called the War God. It wasn't just a nickname; it was a name earned through years of hard battles. His skills in a fight and his inner strength were beyond anything most people could imagine. His name was so well-known and so feared that just hearing it was often enough to end a conflict before it even started. Alexander Kane. He was thirty years old and stood six feet seven inches tall. He was built like someone who had spent his life doing things that required both great power and careful precision. He had short black hair an

"Tsu Lian is already somewhere in the airport waiting for his driver." As she was speaking, her phone rang and she picked to see who was calling. "Hi, Lin." She answered. "Alya where are you?" the person screamed from the phone. It was Alya's best friend and she did not look happy. "I'm out of the platform." She was trembling in fear as she will be eaten from the phone by a fury dragon. Lin sighed and continued conversing. "You are still there?" Alya did not respond and already knew what will happen.

Chapter 80: Then There Was Nothing --Drake-- “Fuck! Demi no!” What the hell is she doing? There’s no way Demi can fight against this son of a bitch. He’s way stronger than I anticipated. They don’t call him the God of War for no reason. I am dead tired. I’m blaming it on being out of the game for twenty years or so. I can’t let my fatigue stop me. I have to keep pushing. I can’t let anything happen to Demi.

“No, Hudson, I meant inside this room when we have church. You’re sitting in, since this plan involves you.” “Fuck yeah,” he said and headed toward them as the men headed to their meeting room and took their seats around the table. Jake shook his head as he closed the door behind him and sat down in his chair. “Hudson has provided me, with courtesy of Dominic Vittori, evidence of who pulled the trigger and killed our brothers.” “Let’s go spill blood,” Dagger said, clenching his fists. “This document shows text messages sent from their President, and I quote ‘fucking kill every last fucking Warrior’ they found that night. We’re going to war, Warriors! It’s time these Dead Dogs stay fucking de

he answered me with an arrogant tone. When I heard what he said, I suddenly pulled out the glowing arrow from his chest. The moment I pulled out the arrow, the sky blue-fire cage suddenly disappeared along with the rope tied to his body and the arrow in my hand. I was thrown away because of the strong energy that seemed to explode in front of me when that strange cage disappeared. "I'm finally free! It's time for my revenge!" Linux said with a grin on his face as he stretched out his hands. Suddenly, the nails on his fingers grew longer. He looks like a dog ready to pounce on its future victim.

The psychopathic lord wailed, blinking eccentrically as his vision slowly rose from the darkness. The lord of hell gritted his teeth as a deep and throbbing pain exploded from behind his eyes, a strange oily green splitting across his vision; along with a sickly yellow; the colours causing his gut to churn in disgust. What the fuck was this? He growled within his mind, continuing to blink at a rapid pace as he shook his head. Attempting to push away the sickly unnatural colours. Darkous gasped lightly when they began to fade, slowly soaking into the metal implants that his father had forced upon him.

Vera clutched on Dominick's shirt, pleading him not to change his mind. Dominick was already burning with rage. "Who the fuck told you that you can open your mouth in front of the king? " He growled. "You are not my king. " Andrew spat. "Well, Now I am because you are under my mercy... Look around and you will find out" He smirked. He looked around and realised that his men has already surrendered. "You will bring the Russian mafia queen in my country and think I won't find out." He said. "We can have a deal... You hate Vladimir too.."

“I’m not going to hurt you.” Peering into his eyes told her a few things. His pupils were unusually large and he seemed a little confused. Jacob had obviously drugged him pretty strongly but she had no idea what he’d used. The powerful guy sprawled on the floor probably couldn’t move. He’d have fought otherwise when Jacob had assaulted him. He lay meekly next to her but his eyes were lively and another growl tore from his slightly parted lips. She tried not to shiver from the sight of his sharp fangs.