I Am Overlord Novels & Stories

But he won't lose anything, if he waited. Then the next one is the bonus skill. When Edward focuses his gaze on the skill, a row of information suddenly appears beside the skill. Ruler Command: a skill that must possess by rulers; people under the jurisdiction of the owner will follow his command unconditionally. The people that are also under the possessor of skill will also be 100 % loyal to the possessor.

It collided with Gideon's handprint, both exploding into nothingness. Alberto, narrowly escaping death, was overjoyed. He turned his gaze forward and saw the ocean split apart. A white-haired elder slowly walked out. Seeing him, Alberto clung to hope like a drowning man clutching a lifeline. "Overlord! Overlord, you're here! The heavens haven't abandoned me after all! Overlord, save me!" Alberto screamed hysterically. The white-haired elder, known as Overlord, snorted coldly and barked, "You disgraceful fool! Apologize!"

"Kid, you may be good at fighting, but I work under Fifteenth Overlord! Do you want to die?" Despite being left at Felix's mercy, Trevor still spoke arrogantly. "If you weren't Fifteenth Overlord's pawn, I wouldn't have come here. Come on. Take me to him." Felix grinned. There was a flash of confusion in Trevor's eyes. He thought he had heard Felix wrongly. Did Felix really dare provoke Fifteenth Overlord? No one in the whole of Monaire dared do this, yet Felix… As they were heading to Fifteenth Overlord, Felix turned to Trevor with a grin. "So… Does Fifteenth Overlord have many connections, or is he just powerful?"

Harold said with a dark expression as he finally regained his composure. "Um," George, Iris, and the others' smiles froze on their faces when they heard this. They knew that Harold was right—apart from Harold, he still had Walter, Denzel, and Melvin with him, who were all warriors of the Overlord State as well. Not only that, but he had a dozen or so martial artists who attained the Semi Overlord State and plenty of others who were members of the realm of Supreme Masters! Leon's side, however, had only George and Leon himself running the show, and the rest were mediocre fighters. They were overpowered in both number and power, by a significant margin!

IF THIS IS A DEAD END, I AM GOING TO BUST RIGHT THROUGH IT! A scorching, unprecedented power detonated in the back of my mind. "Hey!" I screamed, ignoring Hudson's panicked shout to stay put, stepping entirely out of cover and exposing myself to the entire battlefield. Hearing my voice, every single raider instinctively turned to look at me. Instantly, the chaotic, deafening battlefield was violently paused. Every charging raider, every grinning killer, froze mid-step. The bloodlust drained from their eyes, instantly replaced by a glazed, fanatical obsession. They couldn't look away.

she hollered. “Geez, calm your voice pipes down. You really do know how to make other’s ears bleed without even trying,” Zeke hissed while protecting his ears from his sister’s shrill voice pipes. “Shut up, Zeke ! Tell me what is going on here ? Why are you here ?” Amanda demanded. “The Dark Overlord,” he tersely replied. “That is what happened,” he laid back on the couch.

I asked again, softer this time, trying to reach her through whatever wall she had been forced to build. The man stepped forward. “I said she’s fine. Jeez. Mind your goddamn business.” His tone was gritted steel. A warning. He wore a crisp dark green uniform, polished boots, and medals glinting across his chest. Not a bodyguard. A high-ranking officer. My eyes flicked to the name tag sewn above his heart. General Enzo Kross. The name etched itself into my memory. I said nothing more. I just stared at him long enough to let him know I had seen what he was trying to hide.

“Because we are stronger than you.” Naomi’s nose flared up as her lips twitched. She was quite shocked by their confident response even though this small lord has declared her stance. “Why do you think so?” Both the assistant and the vampire lord shifted their eyes to the snoozed Overlord. “Because… The Overlord loves a strong individual. If I can kill you here and present your body to her, we can get an equal chance the same as you.” “What makes you think that?” Naomi was astonished to see his positive thinking.

I said, voice cold and clear, “and I have killed every man who dared to speak my name with venom in his mouth.” No one spoke. They dared not. They could see it. I was different. I didn't follow rules anymore. “I have buried the Vipers. Burned the Alessandros end their allies. Taken Pablo’s head from his shoulders. If any man here still believes I’m not worthy to rule, then stand. Speak.” Silence. Even the wind dared not move. I nodded once. “Then from this day forward, I claim the title none of you could hold. I am the Overlord. The chain ends here. The war ends here. There will be peace, my peace. And any man who threatens it will be erased. Family or not.”

And I know I made this decision without consulting him. Drawing in a slow breath, I speak, my gaze unwavering. "When I was appointed Battle Chief by the Overlord..." I hold the general's gaze. "I was given the authority to make whatever decisions I believe would uphold the Overlord's reputation. Only the Overlord's decision supersedes my authority." My voice hardens. The generals exchange uneasy glances. "And because I know this decision will cause our Overlord to be seen not only as a symbol of strength," I continue, my voice carrying across the room, "but also as a man of compassion…A man who considers everyone within his realm."