Hero King Novels & Stories

He mumbled, "Perhaps his father and mother planned to kill the Youkai King long ago. God of Thunder Rey de Los Lobos and God of Metal Dragón de Hierro are nonetheless two gods at the top of the heavens, although they do not use their strength to fight every day, their strength is still unlike that of ordinary people. The Youkai King is not strong enough to be their opponent. He used all his strength to block a single blow from the two gods, but his body was seriously injured.

Serena asked as she raised her hand to his head and took the crown off. “No.” Axl shook his head disapprovingly. He raised a hand towards the audience and his voice boomed across hell, “None of you will join this. For today, this will be the very eventful day the hell must remember. This fight must be remembered and passed on from generation to generation on how King Axl defeated his younger brother. Royal blood against royal blood, power against power, and brother against brother… We fight until you die.” Unwanted chills run down Emily’s spine as she heard Axl’s words. She prayed that Lucius would win. She sensed Olivia walking up to her side as they both, together with the audience, watche

The crowd fell silent, anticipating his next words. "You all witnessed this warrior's competence with your own eyes. His splendid prowess must have roused your curiosity. I am certain you all are eager to know who he is, where did he come from and what is his origin. What if I tell you he is one of us. What if I tell you he is our light, our hope for a better future. What if I tell you he is the son of our beloved late King Kyda," commotion ensued among the crowd the moment Herones spoke the last words. Herones continued to speak through the chaos.

His voice echoed with a hint of admiration, as if the mere mention of Samarth's name commanded respect. The mention of the chief commander sparked a memory in King Agnil's mind, and he recalled the face of his loyal servant, Kenaz. As he gazed at Samarth, he noticed the striking resemblance to his father. The young warrior's rugged features seemed chiseled from the very stone of battle, exuding raw power and danger. His meadow-green eyes, sharp as a hawk's, gleamed with a fierce intensity that commanded attention.

Alex asked his wife. Anna nodded. Anna and Alex walked toward Oswald’s video screen. “My respects to His Majesty the Dragon King,” Noah Hillary greeted him. “Yes... It has been a very long time since we last met, Grand Duke Hillary. You haven’t aged at all,” Alex replied with a hint of small talk. “Of course. The genes of the Sea Serpent royal family are quite exceptional,” Noah replied, returning the small talk. “Looking at my wife, I can’t exactly argue with you, Grand Duke,” Alex said as he gently held Anna’s hand.

Nobody present knew how much of that terrifying shift was permanent. A herald’s horn blared, echoing off the stone arches. "Presenting His Sovereign Majesty, King Arthur of Asterra! Accompanied by Regent Malakor!" The heavy oak doors swung wide, and the chamber fell into an absolute, breathless hush. Arthur stepped into the hall, looking every inch the legendary monarch. He was dressed in a tailored tunic of deep royal blue, embroidered with intricate gold thread that caught the candlelight, a sapphire-studded crown resting gracefully atop his golden hair. A calm, approachable smile rested on his lips. Beside him, Malakor walked in striking dark royal velvet, his broad shoulders squared, his

Vaelreth’s gaze drifted down the steps toward Adrian. For a long moment neither of them spoke. Then the king asked quietly, “Adrian.” Adrian stepped forward. “Yes, my king.” Vaelreth studied him carefully. “Do you accept?” Adrian glanced briefly at Kharvek. The demon general was larger than him by nearly a foot, his armored frame built for brutal combat. But Adrian had fought monsters before. “I do.” Kharvek smiled wider. The court moved quickly, clearing space in the center of the chamber.

king:- you what you want to do, join my military and kill thousands of people, that what you want, because even thousands of people do not die on the battlefield than millions of people have to die, I don't have any interest in living, I just want to help this nation, as long as I can. Ariel:- you are talking like a hero, maybe you are the anti-hero and I am will be anti-villain, what about it, we are the same, but be same because we are opposite, I want to live and spend my life happy but this is so much thing which is trying to kill me, and in your case, you don't want to live or spend your life in happiness but you can't kill yourself even tho you wanted. king:- so what was your intention

Hoss raised an eyebrow at Hero. "Mr. Hoss, do you know that the gap between you and Chase is like heaven and earth? Chase can kill you with a single move. You're not even enough to fill the gaps between his teeth!" Hero said proudly. Hoss' face alternated between pale and flushed. He said coldly, "Anyone can brag! You bastard, I just have to ask you one question. How much information do you actually know?" "Of course, all of it!" Hero said confidently. "I not only know Chase's identity but also where he is now!"

Three boys appeared, holding a bow. Mercies!! Her heart screamed out. The one in the middle - wearing a robe. It was the King!! Instantly, the pains from the arrow seemed to affect her so much, she lost consiousness and passed out.