Novel & Cerita Legend Of The Fallen Warrior

Crimson's POV “At this very moment, I would like you all to remember, that without you, this Legion will fall. No king succeeds without a kingdom to protect. No kingdom will remain standing without knights who protects. I will fall, without my allies. Tonight happened because you made it happen. It has been a pleasure, serving with you, my fellow warriors.” Masiglang sigaw ng Director. Nagsitanguan naman ang mga tao sa paligid namin habang may iilan na palakpak at hiyaw mula sa mga manonood.

Nobody had expected Strider, the newly appointed tenth battle warrior of Wyvern Peak, to arrive with an invincible demeanor. Not one of the Eight Hollows would have dared to invade them if they had known of Strider. "Strider!" "Strider!" Endless cheers echoed as the thrilling moment unfolded. The news anchor excitedly said, "Battle Warrior Strider appeared the moment War Legate Dominus fell! He's going to fight in the war legate's stead. "Take a look, everyone! This is how powerful Wyvern Peak is, and how powerful Novemton's soldiers are. Battle Warrior Strider will defend our honor in War Legate Dominus' place.

The faded warrior vanished completely in fr ...(truncated)...

"The white is lonely. It just wanted a home." The Shadow Claws fell to their knees, gasping for air. The silver fire retracted into their skin, leaving behind a fine, iridescent sheen of starlight. They weren't "Purified," and they weren't "Shadowed." They were something new. They were the first warriors of the "Genesis Legion." Lyra fell to her knees beside her son, her hands trembling as she pulled him into her chest. She felt the warmth of his skin, but it was different now. It was a warmth that carried the weight of the entire world.

“You wouldn’t have heard of it. It’s strictly between heaven, hell and the fallen.” “What’s a fallen?” “It’s someone who used to be an angel in a past life. When they’re resurrected, they’re identified by a specific birth mark. You, my dear, are one of the fallen. You should have a birth mark that’s shaped like a star. It’s in different places for different individuals but your parents found yours on your hipbone.” What the hell. This is way too much information that I wasn’t expecting. I’m essentially in the middle of a holy war, if what she’s saying is the truth.

"Although I still have a lot to speak, we are not here to have this discussion here. What we need to concentrate on is our enemy. But before that, let me put forth a warning. From now on, if I hear one wrong word against women from any of you, then you will be answerable to my sword." As soon as these words left her mouth, audible gasps reverberated in the room. Everybody knew that Raelynn was the most formidable warrior in the kingdom of Volar and winning against her in a one on one battle was impossible, even for the other three Commanders. She was just the best.

Timothy immediately did as he was told, “People, you’re looking at the legend of our team, Xena, warrior of Greece, wife of Scarface” All knees fell immediately to the ground.

Lucifer only smirked. “You and Simahel will both have the final death once I have won this holy war. Send my regards to your Almighty.” He spat attacking them both. Ezekiel and Gabriel both dodged his attacks, wings now used as shields as Lucifer used his own wings as weapons aiming straight for their jugulars. The brothers worked together grabbing each other’s forearm and kicking Lucifer off the balcony, with a golden lit leg. Lucifer only flew up and away wounded as he didn’t come to fight them.

she said with a pout, making him chuckle. “Between what is Mr?” he asked. “Similar to My Lord in my place,” she said. “Between, I am hoping for an exciting fight now,” she said. “Looks like you hate the Crown Prince,” Azazel said. “How dare me to think like that? I heard he is a great fighter! He even defeated my husband who killed the last chimera. And killing a vampire shouldn’t be a big deal. And this is my first time seeing a fight in this world. Of course, I am excited!” Abigail.

Standing on the cracked stone where the beast had just been was a towering, heavily built warrior dressed in ancient, battle-worn silver armor. His striking golden eyes opened slowly, blinking against the harsh light. He looked down at his human hands, completely confused. Then, a thousand years of memories rushed back into his mind. He fell heavily to one knee, bowing his head toward the temple ruins. "Alpha..." the warrior whispered, his voice thick with ancient grief. "I failed you. I let the dark take me." Leo, having emerged briefly from the stairwell to check the perimeter, smiled through a sudden rush of tears. "No, General. You survived. You're finally free."