Karlach Infernal Engine Romane & Geschichten

A golden divine inferno shot out, scorching, and blazing as it hurtled towards Karl. Karl let out a cry, activating all of his spiritual energy. An icy armor appeared around his body at once, and he swung the sword out in a fierce blow against the divine inferno. An explosive sound rang through the air. The golden inferno crushed Karl's blow at once, striking his body. Karl's icy armor shattered, and he fell to the ground as blood sprayed from his mouth. Cameron and the others were shocked. Was this guy really so powerful that a peak Sanctuary level cultivator was defeated with just one attack?

“As you say.” Lucy’s heart thudded. Karl trusted her… with his life. With everyone’s. “Let’s go,” Karl said, pulling her into the keep. They sprinted through torch-lit corridors, stone walls trembling with distant impacts. Somewhere above, claws scraped stone. Wolves roared. The smell of blood already tainted the air. The chamber doors loomed ahead—massive obsidian reinforced with spells that shimmered faint blue. Karl stopped just inside. His breathing hitched—the curse gnawing at him already.

He muttered, pouring himself a glass of wine. No, his wolf snarled. You've found something. Karl's hand froze midair. Images flickered at the edge of his mind, flashes of silver hair, a woman scream, fire, the helpless look on her face. He gritted his teeth and slammed the glass down, smashing it in the process, the liquid spilling across the floor. “Not again,” he whispered hoarsely with his hand gripping his hair tightly. “Uriel…” He hasn't forgotten that name. His mind is plagued with images of her being burnt alive.