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He raised his greatsword once more, channeling his energy and bringing it crashing down with full force. At the same time, Chase unleashed the final strike of the Five Emperors Divine Fist. "Amber Emperor's Earth Fist!" The ground cracked following a loud boom, and the mountains shook. The Pope managed to slice through the Metal Fist, but the Earth Fist slammed down even harder, heavier than anything before. The sheer force of the blow shattered the Pope's greatsword of light. Even the Zeus' Aegis couldn't hold as it exploded into fragments with a thunderous blast. Pope of Light staggered back dozens of feet, his expression turning grim. But Chase had no intention of stopping. A new wave of

“Yes, sir. I do understand.” Shaw stood and offered his hand to Ben. “Thorin may be comfortable accepting this thing, but I intend to fight it until there’s no more breath in my body like I promised her folks. Don’t you give up on her, Ben. Don’t you ever give up on her. You keep fighting no matter how hard it gets or how long it takes.” “I will, Shaw. I won’t ever stop fighting for Imara, I promise you. You can count on me. We’ll beat whatever this thing is if I have to spend the next hundred years doing it.”

That is to prove himself as a Dragon Emperor. . . . Volume 6: Invading Insects is now finished with this chapter. Thanks for all the support and please continue watching for the next volume shall be a climax of this story. Volume 7: Rise of A Dragon Emperor.

He returned, standing up from his large chair and making his way to stand in front of her. She glanced up at him knowing full well he wouldn’t let her go. Her insisting would be futile and she would end up doing what he wanted. Because he was the Emperor… ‘Ha, fuck that shit. I’m going even if it kills me!’ Her thoughts were visible on her face and Alastair chuckled at the sight of them. His laugh sounded extremely ominous and Alexis felt a shiver of apprehension of what was coming. “It seems you enjoy being locked up behind bars, my little fairy”.

Fun has ended, it was time to go back to my shattered world where I was not cinderella and the man staring at me with deep gray eyes right before me could not be my prince charming. He pulled me back, his fingers sending sparks through me. “If you ever change your mind, call me.” His voice was barely a whisper. I inhaled breaths to steady my lungs as I slipped the card into my purse then strode out without looking back at him because I knew I would break. Perry stood at the bottom of the stairs with a bottle of whiskey in his hand, breathing raggedy. He looked like a man because he was sweating and his hair stick to his forehead and his eyes bulged out.

Mink’s P.O.V I clenched my fists, my nails biting into my palms as I faced the guards blocking her path. My voice was steady, though every word felt like a blade slicing through me. “Let her in.” I didn’t look at her, couldn’t look at her, as the guards hesitated. “Did you not hear me? I said let her in.” The steel in my tone left no room for argument. They stepped aside, and she didn’t waste a second in stepping into the room.

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED FIVE AURORA'S POV Chapter 105 opened with a sense of anticipation and excitement as our pack continued to navigate the intricate web of supernatural politics and forge ahead on our path toward unity. It was a chapter that brought both triumph and heartache, as we confronted new challenges and faced the consequences of our actions. The Supernatural Unity Initiative had gained significant momentum, and our efforts to bridge the gaps between different supernatural communities were beginning to yield results. The once-distant factions now found themselves engaging in open dialogue, seeking common ground, and working together to address shared concerns.

“I’ll do everything that I can to catch whoever poisoned you. I’ll make their lives a living hell. And all their families will also suffer from it. Everything.” It’s been nearly my second month as the boss, and I can feel that they were just waiting for me to make a mistake for them to barge into the main house. My gaze went to Kierro as he suddenly went inside my office. He is my half-brother, only that we shared the same mother. That’s the reason why, even though he was a year older than me, he wasn’t fit to be the successor to my father. They didn’t share the same blood.

“Remember, our bottom line is a seventy-percent cut. Not a penny less.” Lucy clutched the files, her laughter echoing. “Don’t you worry, Godfather. I’m not a coward like some people. I’ll make them sign on the dotted line.” She gave me one last triumphant look and eagerly slid the ring, the symbol of her new power, onto her finger.

"I have already died once. I think I can manage a second time." I turned and climbed. The staircase was brutal, steep, and endless. My lungs burned. My legs screamed. But I kept moving, my hand gripping the cold stone, my eyes fixed on the light above. Behind me, the golden wall held. The prisoners climbed. And the core of the Council's fortress pulsed, waiting for the blow that would end it. END OF CHAPTER 32