Novel & Cerita Legend Of The Phoenix

The witch was engaging one of the goddesses, when she noticed, they all had left her and face the standing Shadow fighters, they killed one and magically transformed him to powder, and each of them took little from the powder and blow air from their mouths on it, ground began to shake, and dusts covered the earth, the witch asked " what type of magic is this? And then all had been buried under the great dust and sands, there was a great silence for a long time, the dust went to every corner of the earth, and there was no place it did not reach. And it was like everything had been buried, suddenly rain began to fell, and washed it all away, and the deaths began to resurrect, the queen knew ab

So in her conclusion, she just feels the world is just too low-levelled. Mainly, the levels are divided into low-level, amateur level, advanced-level, intermediate level, high-level, god-level and the legendary S Level mission. But all of these levels are also divided in 5 classes, the least being the F class, then E class, D class, C class, B class and the A class. The levels are completely different from each other, sometimes because of the difficulty of the task, or maybe the environment or the targets of the mission are all big bosses.

The old man speaks. Lucien's mind goes blank, he didn't know how to respond. What Kohl was expecting was genuineness and a guilt-free reason to grow stronger. Lucien's reason was nothing but a guilty and spiteful plan to grow stronger than someone who was already leagues above his strength. A Phoenix is a god-like creature. And Lucien was a person who would definitely clash with a God. "You don't have to know anything expect for two things, master." Lucien steps forward, quite literally riding up his master's face as he speaks.

Is he crying? “I love you, my love.” I close my eyes when he says it again—it’s real, and I want to say it back so bad. I wake up in the same position, but it feels cold and light. I sit up straight in my bed. I’m alone. Only a light coming from the lamp illuminates the room. I remember Phoenix admitted his feelings, and it wasn’t a dream, but now he’s not here anymore. Did he regret it after that? I frown, take the duvet, and cover myself.

They had fear but only one had determination and zeal. He would find their true heir and bring him back to ascent the throne. He would help the helpless Phoenix whom had been reincarnated after a whole five hundred years. The cause of her death remains a legend. A legend that no one wants to ever forget. It was believed that this legendary bird will bring back the true heir. And there was one who not only respect this legend but was ever willing to keep it true in people's heart for the rest of their lives. The Guard with the blonde hair.

He finished sounding so lost and hopeless. "Hey," I held his hand, " no one will take me away from you okay? We are a pack and we will fight together. Plus are you forgetting the fact that I'm the legendary Phoenix with powers and strength equal to a hundred wolves? They can come and we will be ready for them." "But they've only given me three months."

"Sometimes, they're not quick enough. By then it's beyond our control to do anything. Subsequently, we end up losing that person." "I'm taking this has happened before?" I knew I wouldn't like the answer but nevertheless, I carried on, if it was regarding my life and wellbeing I had the right to hear all the gruesome details. He nodded. "Unfortunately, yes." "These tests, how do they work?" "They strap you up to this piece of machinery called the Phoenix. You relive through every aspect of your life, all your memories from the start of your life to currently. I've been told everything going by in a flash but for you, all the memories weigh down on you, and the pressure from the machine, that

With every step that Jocelyn and her goons took towards Claire, Colin’s growl grew louder and louder. It rumbled the ground as Jocelyn opened the door to the cell, but it didn’t faze them. They could see his fangs drop, his eyes turn amber, and hear his bones crack as he tried to shift. But the enchanted silver cuffs around him did their job of protecting them. There wasn’t enough to hurt him the way the silver room in the packhouse did, but it was enough to bring him to his knees as he helplessly watched them pick her up.

But tonight, it was ours alone. Inside, the air was still, carrying the faint scent of fresh wood and promise. I closed the door behind us, shutting out the world. My cut hung heavy on my shoulders, but when I looked at her, it was like the weight lifted. “Kat,” I said, my voice rough, the name tasting like home. “Tonight, it’s just you and me. Before the boys, before the noise. I want this night with my Phoenix.” Her smile was soft, but her eyes blazed, and I knew she understood. This wasn’t about escape—it was about claiming the quiet, the fire, the bond we’d sworn before gods and family alike.

"Just think that I'll fight for you no matter what happens, I'll fight for our love." Luna averted her eyes and looked at her book shelves with old and thick books. "I've read something in one of my books. There are so many civilians who died, because of the love between two people. It was taken from real life, but they changed the name of the place and the people." "Are you referring to the Legend of the Moon?" Arayan asked. "Legend? You mean it's not true?" "How can you say it's not true? You are the proof," Arayan replied with a smile.