Novel & Cerita Hunger Games 50th Quarter Quell

'Five points down, 27 remains,' he thought. At this moment, he opened his eyes. He felt the beckoning of his trait. The mission screen appeared in front of his eyes. [Objective: Scam customers. Rewards: 5 Heaven Dou Gold Coins, 30 gram Deep Silver Tungsten. Five gold coins and a fist-sized crude rock were formed in front of him which Chen pocketed without much thought. He knew that the odd rock wasn't simple but he also didn't know its use so Chen silently put his things away.

I shout at him, seeing that Damian isn't close enough. "5... 4... 3... 2..." Hunter counts down into the headset. "1..." Hunter calls out. "EVERYONE NOW!" I scream out as I push the button to disarm all of the bombs. I hear a massive eruption take place in the city. I stand up from my chair and run to the window that looks over towards Stone Enterprises. My heart falters as I see the building fall, sending a massive plummet of debris throughout the surrounding blocks. I freeze in place.

"Actually, you won't. Today will be your last day. I challenge you for your faction. Choose a champion if you don't think you can handle it, but at the end of the day, you will die." "And if I win?" "You won't win." Liam and Granite growled behind me. I lifted my hand to quiet them. "Then it's not a challenge; it's an execution. Tell me what I win if you die at the end of the day. What does the Great Lord Quillion have that I want? Do you wager your faction? Your firstborn? Your left arm?" The sneer he gave made his handsome face ugly. "All of it." I shook my head. "I don't want all of it. I don't want your people as part of my faction. They are bigots and entitled elites. They will only tre

"My lord. You can't be serious." "Take her to the camp," I told him. "Give her food and water. A tent. Whatever she needs." "Xior." Kade rarely used my name. "We came here for the healer. He's our only chance to break the curse. To let you sleep again. And you spent fifty gold pieces on a human instead?" I finally pulled back my hood. Let the moonlight show my face. The girl gasped softly. I didn't look at her. Couldn't.

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Caliana could hear her brothers chatting in the main room of the house, excited. The Hunters yearly search for an apprentice had begun a few weeks ago, but so far no one had been chosen. They heard the King and Queen of Asteria had chosen to pass on having one of their children enter the Hunters Competition, so the Hunters had skipped going through their kingdom, and was instead heading north, towards their village.

BOOOOOOOOM! Dark-red light exploded across the mountains. The Fifth Crown had chosen. The Fifth Heir had finally completed his trial. Then a fifth mark appeared. Glowing on Valen's hand. Then the Keeper smiled. Satisfied. Then: "At last." The giant began crumbling. Slowly. Its purpose fulfilled. Then Aurelius stepped beside Thomas. Then: "We have five." Silence. Then Thomas nodded. Five Crowns. Five Heirs. Yet somehow— they still felt far behind.

Charlie handed the two wooden boxes over to Graham under Graham’s watchful gaze. After that, he said, “Mr. Quinton, these two pills inside these two wooden boxes are a small token from me. The one on the right is slightly larger and darker in color. That is the Healing Pill that I gave to all of you before this. As for the slightly smaller and brighter pill on the left, it is the Rejuvenating Pill that I have just refined this time.”

Qusai laughed and said, “Well, in that case, leave the Multicolored Flame Python to me.” Lucifer shrugged and said, “Then I’ll deal with Yorick.” James smiled faintly and said, “You guys picked them all, so I’m left with only one option.” James’ gaze rested on Qhuv. At this moment, in the arena, a fierce battle had already erupted. Many prominent figures had begun fighting ferociously. Damage from the battle continued to appear in the arena and was constantly repaired. Qhuv’s fixed his gaze on James. He gripped the Lethal Blade in his hand, his face dark and menacing. He said, enunciating each word, “James, in a one-to-one fight, you don’t have any hope of winning.”

He spun around, his lantern swaying wildly and casting chaotic shadows on the barn’s walls. Soon the light in his lantern slowly dies, his sight blurs, and everything turns dark. The only thing he could feel was sharp fangs pressing into his neck and, as it sunk deeper in his flesh, a sense of numbness and intoxication flooded him. MEANWHILE, in Citadel Manor. Quillion continued to reveal his secrets to his son. Alpha Qillalon is still caught up in the truth of his mother’s death when Quillion opens another topic that will make Alpha’s jaw drop to the floor.