Kurtzpel Bringer Of Chaos นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“My talisman. Do you think it can be retrieved?” I shrug, “I don’t know. I’m not sure how that works. You traded it and Lysel’s to create the hunters. It now belongs to the god of chaos. It is the main one that creates.” “Have you ever met this god of chaos?” I shake my head, “No. I’m a dragon, I’m a young dragon, but I’m just as mortal as you in their eyes. The spirits are immortal until someone willingly takes their place.”

Torin spat, shaking the blood off his hands, a smirk playing on his lips despite the chaos around them. “Or maybe you’re finally proving useful,” Kaelan replied, his voice laced with tension. There was no time for banter; the battlefield was shifting. Cultists wielding dark magic formed a protective circle around the Elder Wolf fragment, their arms raised high, summoning tendrils of darkness that lashed out unpredictably like living serpents hungry for blood.

“I always wondered where it was hidden. Unlike the other weapons, I had no idea who had stolen it or how, for none other than me, you, and your brothers, can handle its power. To think the Universe Will had been the thief. I get it now. Since it is technically not a living thing, Chaos Bringer did not reject its touch.” Cronos mumbled quietly. Chaos Bringer was his companion, just like the two other weapons he possessed; but unlike the two, Chaos Bringer was bound to his bloodline. Apart from Zeus, Hades, and Poseidon, no one else could use it. Reus and the others born to Zeus would not be able to use it either. They were not Cronos’ direct descendants. Mane was not Cronos’ direct descendant

Nio stood still, waiting for the attack, when several goblin archers on the barricades shouted: "Sunbringer, that's the Sunbringer." The shout spread among the crowd and while some called him by his new nickname, others shouted: "King slayer!" The shamans at the barricades hesitated. That hesitation gave Shieena just enough time to yell: “I am bringing home your brothers and sisters, all of them former prisoners from Canestor. I bring with me the Sunbringer, killer of the dwarf king. You will not use force against us. If you do, he will destroy you with his terrible black magic. He will rain terror and death upon you!”

Her alter ego in the human realm is Lilith—Incarnate of malice, mother of all demons. “Darling alpha Erzelus. Didn’t you find these battles overly easy to win? Thank you!!! Thank you for bringing up the disorder in Wengarthria!!! We have been waiting for this moment for eternity!!! Whatever you touch turns into mayhem, misery and ashes. It had been foretold that your birth would bring the chaos in the world we know. It was foretold you will be the chaos bringer. The one who will shatter the order of the realms, but you and your human counterpart overdid yourself. We never thought that you would exceed our expectations! Magnificent!

The peaceful garden had become a scene from hell itself. “You cannot escape the fate that has already been written for you,” the entity hissed, using Aunt Gellie’s mouth. “It is imprinted in your blood, in your personality, and in your cursed ability to see creatures that do not belong to the world of the living. When this ends… you will be mine.”

She continued “When you growled it was a moment of truth—when your spirit surged —you finally broke the hold she had on me.” Laura’s fist clenched “Why would she do this to me?” “Because she knows you are her end.” The wind howled through the trees,scattering leaves. The full moon shimmered above. Elara stopped, her voice dropped low“ You must be prepared Laura. You will soon meet her.” Laura looked at her sharply “ Who?” “Your dark self.” Elara said firmly “The version of the curse created. Twisted. Hungry. A being formed in the shadow of your pain and anger. She is the final remnant of Melody’s spell. You must face her….or be consumed.”

The ruler at that time was Draco Vahemir - the strongest Vahemir there is to exist. Each and every member of the Infernal bloodbath pack is born with a special ability, their teeth contains poison strong enough to kill a person within seconds. They are not like every regular werewolf out there. They are stronger, faster than the usual werewolf. I flip through the pages and stop at a prophesy. It is a drawing. A stake in a lady's chest, she is in the arms of a man, his head buried on her chest. I flip to the next page, there is another drawing. The woman is in his arms, his head is backwards, his mouth is widened- he should be screaming. There is no caption in either of the picture. The drawi

Caiathus called out to me, breaking me from the loop of thoughts that were threatening to suffocate me. I looked at him and saw the fury in his eyes even if the rest of him was composed. “I need to talk to you,” he said softly. He looked around first before coming closer until we were right in front of each other. Dante joined us as well. “I cannot be certain just yet, but it is possible that Bandore might have enlisted the aid of a Plythir which is a creature known for causing discord. Think of it like the opposite of a Leprechaun.”

With that, Alex slowly lowered the hand symbol. A terrified expression appeared on Colton’s face. He wasn’t satisfied with this outcome. He was only one step away from the Immortalization stage, and now, he was actually going to be killed by an ant. “Blood Curse. I know about the Blood Curse. There’s a Blood Witch in the Japan division. She knows all spells related to curses. I can take you to her,” Colton said. The Ksitigarbha’s hand symbol Alex summoned halted in the air.