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Goldie continues to advance further. “Hey, hey, hey!” Leonardo calls out to him, running to the doorway as well. He quickly jogs up the stairs of the basement, keeping a close eye on the young man ahead of him. As Goldie reached the top, he sees a group of armed men pointing their guns at him. Bullets started to rain, the sound of the firing squad was all he could hear. To defend himself, he holds his hands up. He has seen this before, and he does not intend to get shot or hurt again today. At this moment, his vision became clearer than before. The trajectory of each bullet becomes easier to spot. They all slowly come to a halt, remaining suspended in the air. The metal projectiles shake sli

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.

The desperate strike of Achilles had amazed him enough, and he almost could not take it. Little Apple had defeated Achilles. This God of War in the west finally lost in the battlefield of Heaven's Gate. In the end, he even had to rely on the First Elder of the Yalans to escape. Otherwise, he would have been killed by Justin. It’s been only half a year, but Justin was once again world-renowned. In many people's eyes, Little Apple was just a powerful rising star, but now, he was already at the top level of the world.

I was speechless at the moment, confused about his actions. Caius separated our hands and told Amaris in his face, “I can protect her on my own. Your concern seems to be out of place. Know your boundaries.” We headed towards the open door. Gili stood there and bid us goodbye. When I looked down the cliff, I saw a white pegasus ascending in our direction. It went inside the threshold, so we stepped back to give it space to land. I only realized it was the white horse we found in the forest.

Genevieve tried saying but her voice trailed off “Sighs… you really didn’t notice, the Hunter god actually gave you three gifts but it seems you all were ignorant.” Sword-saint Predator said with a sigh “Really???” Marcus asked in excitement and stars seemed to appear in his eyes “Yes, first he gave you the legendary twelve rune talent, with such talent becoming the most powerful Hunter is not impossible, then he gave you the gift of life, without it you would have died already as several people were already envious of your talents and would have killed you instantly if you were given any other gift and lastly you have me as your grandpa.” Sword-saint Predator said in a profound manner and b

The beds are equipped with advanced biometric sensors, monitoring our vital signs and adjusting the firmness and temperature to ensure optimal rest. Access is given through our eyes or biometric screening which is done before formal entry into the barracks. The walls of our room are lined with holographic displays, providing real-time updates on our mission objectives, tactical briefings, and personal communications. We also have access to Vortex's personalized AI assistant, EVE, who helps us manage our schedules, training, and equipment.

Nero was known to be unpredictable, especially when he was angry. Nero didn’t even glance at the body. He turned to the rest, waving the smoking gun, his smile gone, replaced by an expression cold enough to freeze bone. “Anyone else want to swear their loyalty?” The guards shook their heads quickly, eyes wide, terrified. Nico leaned against the wall, his voice level but with undercurrents of caution and confusion. “I think someone got in.” “Oh, gee! He finally figured out the difficult puzzle,” Nero said flatly. He turned to Nico pointing the gun at him. “You deserve a bullet. I don’t reward incompetence with patience.”

There were plenty of dual-income families in our neighborhood, and with their kids in their senior year, most parents simply didn't have time to supervise them. So I cleared out my living room and turned it into a completely free evening study room. Every night from seven to ten, I helped the students with every subject and even provided them with a late-night snack. The parents in our group chat praised me constantly, calling me a saint. Then Kendra Hodge, a notoriously difficult mom, moved into Willow Creek. She showed up at my door and demanded that I clear everyone else out so I could tutor her son, Zeke, who hated studying, one-on-one. I politely refused. Her attitude changed on th