La Guerrera Capitulo 67 Novels & Stories

Caught off guard, he used his true vitality to resist, but it was soon pierced through. A bloody hole appeared on his chest, continuously gushing blood. “Pfft...” Sherman spat out a mouthful of blood and was blasted far away by the immense force. Then, he was struck by a realization and pointed at Andrius. “Y-You’re not the Sixth Guardian...” Andrius smirked, and his face began to change, returning to normal. These actions did not affect him at all. The moment Sherman was attacked by Yvie, he channeled his overwhelming true vitality and attacked.

the Ghost remarked, dispatching another enemy with swift precision. Luciana and Tomiwa didn’t hesitate. Grabbing the opportunity, they opened fire, covering Capello as he reversed the car , smashing violently into one of the SUVs. The battle turned into a bloodbath as the Ghost weaved through the battlefield like an angel of death, eliminating enemies before they could react. Sergio roared in frustration. "Kill them! Kill them all!" Dino sprinted toward Sergio, dodging gunfire, before landing a devastating punch to his jaw. Sergio stumbled, wiping blood from his lip. "You think you can stop me? Sanchez will—"

Nay Aurelia was cut off when Guia jumped hahaha. "Yes, yes, this is it." Shocked by Guia's promise, he sat down. But because of his sudden sitting, he didn't realize that there was a sharp stone on his seat, so he got stabbed in the butt hahaha. When I looked at it, Guia started crying and looked at me with anger mixed in. hahaha. "SALAVATION: HEALING TOUCH!" Guia shouted as he called on his power that heals injuries. He touched her ass and then it straightened up and started to close its eyes.

Luna said coldly, "Mr. Vazquez, what do you think you're doing? You should know your time is up. Right now, instead of being here, you should be figuring out how to escape from Chetvine." Guillermo wore a bizarre suit of black battle armor that clanked heavily with every step. He sneered, his gaze locked entirely on Andrew. "Escape from Chetvine? Yes, originally I was indeed planning my escape. But heaven has given me another chance, an opportunity to turn the tables."

As one my fighters voices soared with mine, our courage indomitable beneath the ancient sentinels. River gasping against a redwood bole, axe leveled at this throat. Jeremy snarls "Ready to surrender, mangy cur?" Rivero smiles cruelly even as blood bubbles on his lips. "Why Captain, this is but the opening gambit. By sundown all you hold dear will be ash on the wind!" Jeremy recoils eyes wide with dawning horror. Chaos erupted as a hulking Rogue warrior burst from the underbrush, barreling straight towards me with a guttural bellow. I pivoted at the last instant, his claws cleaving only air as I spun beyond reach.

It makes me want to puke in their faces because they squandered their degrees and diplomas, only to turn out to be vile murderers. A pale lady on the front porch smiled at me. She extended a mug toward me, as if inviting me to join her for a drink. But a tear slid down my cheek upon seeing her in her state. What did Santi do to Julius' mother to drive her insane? "Is this enough?" When I heard the tall cop speak, panting and sweating as he leaned the shovel under his chin, I blinked several times. Captain Guevarra is his name, according to the metal plate on his shirt.

The words landed hard. Because she already knew they were true. Now that she had seen Guerero fight with her own eyes, she could no longer lie to herself. Then suddenly, Guerero saw Genaro. And something inside him snapped. His eyes turned wild instantly. No strategy. No caution. Just rage. He charged straight at Genaro. Danika barely had time to react. Guerero slammed into her shoulder as he rushed forward, throwing her violently aside. She crashed hard against the ground.

Instead of satisfaction, his anger and irritation surged. “FUCK!!” He stormed out of the main security office, slamming the door behind him. Kaizer casually flicked the cockroaches off his body. The war between them had begun, unrelenting, and neither would ever surrender. The Guerrero mansion itself would tremble under the chaos of a young master and a bodyguard who refused to yield.

She was as intriguing as the starlit heavens he’d often wanted to explore, but never had. A warrior’s time was never his own. Once he became one of the elite Shadowmen and served as a Blood Hunter, his life belonged to the Guardian Forces. Even now that he was too weak to fight, time still wasn’t his. Not with Herrera threatening to destroy her. He couldn’t resist taking a moment more, though. He went to brush his finger along her cheek just to feel the realness of her, but saw her stiffen and an expression of pain settle upon her features. She’d been through so much. Instead of touching her face, he brushed the bloodstained front of her dress that Herrera had cut. A thin red line marked the

“Shoot them! Don’t stop until they die!” But when I howled, the wolves Guerrero had kept inside the room had found hope and courage. With the remaining strength they had left, they howled back and tried to break the door which distracted the goons. Luther and I used that to our advantage. He, Isaac, and Tristan shot them while I lunged at Guerrero. I lifted him with one hand until his feet dangled while my other hand crushed his hand, the one which held the gun. The weapon slipped from his hand when his fingers broke.