Novel & Cerita Honkai Impact Herrscher

I continued to follow Kenan, and as we got closer to the hut, I could hear Clarisa's voice very clearly. "That's Clarisa's voice!" My scream made Kenan's friends run faster because they were relieved that it was a human voice and not a demon. They looked for a way to get inside, but it seemed the old hut had been locked from the outside. "Break it!" Kenan's orders. "Do you think I'm that strong?" Protest the guy in the black hoodie. "Move!" Exclaimed one of them with bald hair. The bald guy was carrying a very large piece of wood.

Eric said almost to himself *** At the same time in a small room were six people all seated around a rectangular table, two sat on one side, two sat on the other side while two sat at the edges, all six of them had the appearance of middle aged men but they were all Hunters who have lived for over two hundred years, they all had the aura of otherworldly experts but one of them was even more magnificent than the rest as he had the airs of a ruler even though he wasn’t clad in his royal garb the aura he was exuding wasn’t something that could be disguised or hidden by causal wears, he was the Ruler of the Hunter Race commonly known as Hunter King while the other five were the Utmost Exalted El

When his hands went to my waist I knew that the universe would soon perish. "So." Alexander whispered. Right when I opened my mouth a clearing of a throat had me looking over and going stiff. "I was praying that the warnings that went off were nothing but it seems like I underestimated you." Hector The God of absolute light power's chuckled in a not so friendly way. 4 of Mazayas closest allies were standing by the door way. Hector in the middle with Autumn the Goddess of peaceful manipulation and control on his left and Christopher The God of good fortune on his right. Klaus was off to the side just staring at me.

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 name Hazelstone was clue enough. I'd been sold to the Hazel Coast's Beast of the West, Alpha Connor Herrick.

After all, that's how people are. "Then, we will really be able to have mana and use aura as well your highness?" "Of course, as long as you train hard" I said and smiled meaningfully at Carsilion "By the way, who will be our teacher?" "It's the ex commander of the knights division, Martin Herrires" I answered again with a smile but opposite of my lovely smile, they all gave me a shocked and frightened expression.

“But there are levels to this game, Henrique.” I took a step forward. “Return the shipment you hijacked. Or be ready to be torn alive.” Henrique spat on the ground near my boot. He laughed, taunting me. “Go on. I dare you. Do your worst.” I tilted my head. “As you wish.” I didn’t even have to signal. The clearing erupted into a total disorder. Bodies collided; the sound of fists hitting the enemy’s flesh; the snarls of wolves filling the air.

Tristan hasn’t interrupted me for once; he just stares, studying and calculating, then finally says, “Third possibility.” I slide the report toward him. “Someone wants you angry.” His eyes narrow slightly. “I already am.” I grin, flashing my teeth in an annoying way. “I know. They’re counting on that.” I stand and walk toward the map hanging on the wall. “Let’s pretend I’m the enemy—I need Russia and Italy to kill each other, I need Tristan Kozlov to invade Italy, I need Matteo De Luca to prepare for war, so…” I point at Lorenzo’s name. “I resurrect a dead man,” I point at Pavel’s confession. “I leak information,” I point at the transfer, “and I leave Matteo’s fingerprint all over it.”

“Hi, Natasha. My name is Harold. I believe I can answer your questions.” I narrowed my eyes on him as I shook his hand. I crossed my arms over my chest. “Well, go on.” Timothy stepped in between us. “There is a pack of rogue wolves running in our woods. They are after you. The wolf that attacked you was one of them. We have put traps in the woods to keep them out.” “And how do you know this?” “Harold is one of them. He has been helping us and giving us valuable information.” “If you don’t want to tell me the truth, just say that. You don’t have to lie to me.”

I heard Tim whisper softly as he stood next to me. I looked up at him with a look of shock before Tim chuckled and said loudly, "Alright, alright! Let's not tease the poor kid." Everyone shushed each other before Tim continued by saying, "He may be our newest recruit but he is definitely turning out to be a true contender!" Everyone then stands up as they clapped before Tim grabbed a drink from the table that was placed by the waitress and said, "Let's hear it for Jake!"