King Of Destruction Mga Nobela at Kwento

Death and Destruction shall prevail, with humanity's sacrifice if it were not for humanity to turn the tide. “This one is similar,” I gesture to another scripture, “Un faux dieu fera tomber les royaumes, éradiquant ceux qui s'opposent à une règle. Une arme doit être créée pour détruire ou sauver. Car la destruction de tout sera une renaissance de la mort, de l'assujettissement et de l'avidité. Bien que l'humanité tombe, le sacrifice de l'humanité inversera la tendance. Pour un seul, peut être l'un et l'autre, l'autre à l'exception des Gémeaux et des parents qui mettront le pendule sur sa trajectoire.” A false god shall make kingdoms fall, eradicating those who oppose one rule. A weapon shall

Alfredo stared at the ceiling while his mind wandered aimlessly. In Omni, the king and the prince were having a discussion on this topic as well. “Are you suggesting that I accept the man that destroyed my city as a Dragon Emperor AND someone that we can trust?” It was more like an argument for Kronos. “Father, his ancestor is literally called the Destroyer and was still crowned as a Dragon Emperor. Besides, all the Emperors started gaining fame by destroying something too. Half a small city is not even comparable to the feats that the older Dragon Emperors did.” Elderia said.

Tanaka was using his shield, Achilles the great. No2x, you don't need to know who am I because you are going to die! No, I mean all of you are going to die, AAAA! DESTRUCTION PUNCH TIMES 0.1% Then taso accidentally destroys the earth and the sun than all the planets too because the sun was starting to make a supernova then the sun explode making it into a black hole then taso was stuck, and he can't get out of it the black hole, he was saying.

The ground beneath him cracked slightly as his control snapped. His eyes burned brighter. His presence— overwhelming. Terrifying. Lethal. The attackers hesitated. Just for a second. And that was enough. Kieran moved. This time— he didn’t hold back. There was no strategy. No restraint. Only one thing in his mind— Destroy them. Every movement was faster. Stronger. Deadlier. He didn’t just fight. He tore through them. One by one. Without mercy. Without pause. Because Eli— Eli wasn’t moving.

Only darkness survived, only hatred and destruction. Azrathiel remembered only one thing, he had to destroy the world, he had to slaughter every living creature and he had to burn the earth until nothing remained. Because the world that had stolen Syrn from him did not deserve to exist, the earth that had taken away his wife deserved only ashes. And so... The cosmic being who once loved humanity became the king of destruction. He no longer remembered that Syrn Ashvale had left descendants behind. He no longer remembered that his children had survived.

"The failsafe. If the imprisoned aspects corrupt, Destruction unmakes them before they can abuse power." "You want me to potentially kill myself?" "We want you to prevent us from becoming what we fight." Destruction tilted its head—my head—considering. "I would be executioner of my own aspects?" "You would be guardian of reality's freedom. The final check against our corruption." "And if I corrupt? Who destroys Destruction?" "You can't corrupt," the goddess said with terrible certainty. "You have no ambition, no desire, no hunger for power. You exist only to unmake what shouldn't be. That's why the split created you—reality's antibody against singular divinity."

“I’ll let you get your rest. Please try to get some sleep, Alpha Kendra.” “Get out,” Kendra rolled her eyes in an equally playful manner. “I’ll see you soon,” he said before he left. Once again, Kendra was alone. The adrenaline from having Derek there, and everything that followed, was wearing off. The reality of her situation was settling in again, causing panic to rise up. She had no idea what she was going to do, especially with the King coming in just a few short hours. She had heard of the Lycan King, a wolf who’s bloodline had been granted wolves by the Goddess herself, not through the lycanthropy virus, was a fair ruler, though cold. However, he was not one to be messed with, and he h

He could not, and would not, leave a single flank exposed. Because right now, the King was bleeding. His navy suit was gone, replaced by a dark tactical shirt. His steel-blue eyes were dead, devoid of any humanity, staring at the phone in his hand like a man waiting for his own execution. He was ready to burn the entire city to the ground, to wage a war that would drag every syndicate into the abyss, just to find the woman who had stolen his cold, ruthless heart. Suddenly, the encrypted military tablet held by Cain in the front seat let out a violent, high-pitched ping.

player 6 declared. "This is bad." Audella whispered. "Let's get down to business and kill them!!" player 5 declared and immediately attacked them. Audella managed to kick the guy's hand. Eleonna immediately picked up his swiss knife. Player 6 was approaching her way so she threw the sharp glass in her pocket to his feet. She did it with full force that the glass was badly buried in his leg that made him fall, but Eleonna didn't see player 3 coming from behind her. Player 3 managed strike her head that caused her to fall as well.