Novel & Cerita Heatran A Legendary

Elena's POV Dante Romano's gaze faltered slightly as he looked at the die on my desk. He recognized it immediately, having personally ordered its creation years ago. He had placed a weighted core in it, meticulously engineered to ensure that regardless of how it was thrown, it would always land on the exact same side—one. He raised his hand to rub his temples, letting out an exasperated sigh. "Please quit playing around, Elena. You ought to know how troublesome this case is. If the Romano Famiglia loses its business in Vallenzia, the entire Famiglia's foundation will be shaken.

“Stop being an idiot. You’ve already broken tradition by being the first trainee without any kind of spirit magic. I’ve never seen anyone dodge fire and blades like you. Remember me; any rhea should be honored to make you its rider.” If it weren’t for Mimbi, Scarlett would have just accepted her fate. Mimbi was the High Elder’s daughter and heiress, and she had convinced the Grand Karaina to let Scarlett train with them despite her lack of magic. Then it had been up to Scarlett to learn how to fight, and she had done it graciously. What she lacked in magic she compensated with speed. Her body bore the traces of many confrontations where the trainee’s fires had gotten the best of her, but she

"I've handed everything over, Mr. Alex. Also, a high payment to Mr. Brandon, but unfortunately, that mechanic has been buried for a while." Alef's body grew even more tense. "And one more thing." This time, Sebastian moved. He approached the girl who was under tight security. She looked down, visibly trembling in his hands. Sebastian felt like he wanted to hug her tightly to alleviate the fear she held. "The main heir of Group Azure."

All I know is he's screwed today, and I'm going to make a fortune! "Thanks, Ashton, for putting me on the path to riches!" Soon, all who'd realized the situation were whipped into a frenzy, placing even more bets. The betting pool soon hit 90 billion, coming close to hitting 100 billion at any minute now. The gamblers were ecstatic, but alas, it would soon become their apocalypse. The host's voice echoed through the arena. "I hereby announce that the duel to the death between Ashton Gray and Clay Jernigan begins now! "If Ashton wins, the Legion will receive a spirit ore mine worth 10 billion, 10 billion in herbs, and 10 billion in cash. Ms. Leona Lavigne will also join the Legion for one yea

I want this token to be remembered for all eternity. 'Are you sure about this, Greko? I heard that he pampered his luna to the moon.' 'Do not tell me that you are getting scared of that whore? The behemoth lost because she summoned the Phoniex from the elven continent. But summoning a supernatural beast like that one needs offering and great strength. I am damn sure that the whore is recuperating right now behind that bastard.'

Theria giggled and trotted off to say high to the crew. As they entered the training area a man wearing a stag skull helmet greeted him. He smelled like pine and the forest, and he looked like a huntsman from the middle ages. Slung across his back a Dragonuv sniper rifle and modern compound bow complete with arrows. “So the whelp finally arrives. The name is Herne the Hunter.” “Warren Vandal, a descendant of Troy,” He held out his hand and hoped the sniper would take it. A smile appeared through the thick beard, “The queen didn't tell us who you were. She just said you would be joining the team,” His voice remained friendly and even. “How is the eidolon?”

"The territory channels were predicting our absolute collapse by the morning skate! How did you convince the High Alpha to bypass the Crowne dominion freeze?" "Hank values ancestral armor metrics more than he fears Tristan's shadow squads," I told him, keeping my eyes fixed on the moving transport fleets down the avenue. "But we have a severe material deficit. The center-plate for the championship jersey requires a flawless Cardilla Pink Fire-Stone to anchor the defensive runes against an alpha-level impact. The local black markets are completely dry."

Tahr She'll return soon. She is mine and will not be able to stay away. Plus she has nowhere to go. I will give her this time of adjustment because I need time to think too. I'm still in shock that she transcended. Even more so that she's yellow. It makes no sense. She should be silver like me-majestic silver to represent the royal silver dragons. Bastian's mate is red and Laryn's is blue-end of story. Or it should be. My mate is yellow.

I said, "Lord Lhan, you have the wealthiest kingdom out of all of them combined, we will need your gold to fund the armor and weapons for the warriors." Lhan scoffed, "What's in it for me? Our family has earned that wealth for generations by trade and accounts, if I fund this war of yours; I will need some assurance that I won't be betting to the losing team." "Very well. What do you want?" "Regain the Silvercrest; it once belonged to our family, but it was taken over by the Legion under Cadmus' commands. The Silvercrest is a mining haven, home to many rare minerals. Regain it and name me Lord of the Silvercrest, and I will gladly join your allegiance." Lhan said cunningly.

Small probability of upgrading Epic equipment to Legendary-grade. "It's actually a Purple Star!" Although the Purple Star emitted no heat, it felt hot in Victor's hands. Why? Because with it, he had a chance to possess Legendary equipment. If he used the Purple Star to upgrade the Thermal Greatsword, he could potentially obtain a Legendary Thermal Greatsword. Legendary and Epic were worlds apart. However, the words "small probability" forced Victor to remain calm.