Legend Of The Supreme Soldier Novels & Stories

He looked at his men. "Search him," Dominic commanded. "No!" I cried, stepping between them. "Dominic, stop. You don't want to do this. If Silas goes to the feds with what he knows—" "He won't be going anywhere," Dominic interrupted. He pulled a suppressed handgun from his coat and pointed it directly at Silas’s chest. "My father warned me that Silas was a 'wild card.' He told me that if the Ice King started to melt, I should break him. Give me the book, Silas. Now."

Big Ken was also a little surprised and whispered, "When did Gerald change bodyguards?" "That man must have received strict training, right?" Alex said in a daze, "Your eyes are very sharp." "Not bad, not bad. Young master, your abilities have improved again. Generally speaking, people who have received long-term professional training, such as soldiers, are different from ordinary people. A person with a unique vision can be distinguished by the other party's small movements. And the strong man's eyes, between resolute and resolute, also have a trace of coldness. If I'm not wrong, he has not only received training, but also received the baptism of actual combat tasks. In my opinion, he is si

That was why I was strong. Maybe the Goddess had skipped me. Maybe she decided I didn’t need one. I’d learned to live with that. Or at least, I thought I had. We rounded a bend, and Lucas suddenly sat upright. “Hold up.” I slowed, headlights flashing over something sprawled across the roadside mud. At first glance, it looked like roadkill. Small, broken, unmoving. My men pulled over behind us, and I could hear doors slam as weapons were drawn. Lucas cursed under his breath. “Could be a rogue spy. Or worse, a wild soul left here as bait. Let me end it. I don’t have time to waste.” He reached for his gun.

Fatso jabbed a finger at Elio and embellished the story, eagerly waiting for his boss to destroy Elio. However, his reinforcement’s eyes widened in shock when he saw Elio. Why was the devil here again? Who would dare to go against him? It was not like Bryson had a death wish! Yes, the reinforcement was none other than Tiger's right-hand man, Bryson. He was known to be a cutthroat character around Southshire! The onlookers fell silent out of fear when they saw him. They thought that Elio was doomed. Bryson was ruthless, after all. He would probably maim him!

“I can’t contact with the main army! Nor can I contact with the supreme will!” “Any of you can feel the Supreme will?” Said the humanoid with a solemn tone. “Negative!” “Negative, sir!” “Negative!” “Me neither commander…” All of them answered the same. Silence reigned in the room, and distress started to ferment in the soldiers present, “Fuck…” Thought the commander, he thought only he lost the ability to feel the commands of the supreme will.

Once he landed, he immediately fell to one knee. "Bless me, oh great one." He said reverently. His father smiled. "Hence forth, you are in charge of the supreme army. You are to be my sword, carrying out my vengeance on those who defy me." To be placed in charge of the supreme army was the highest honor in the whole realm. Whoever had that position was just one level below the supreme lord. As far as everyone was concerned, Luther's word was synonymous with the Supreme lord's decree. The somber mood became worse, and the lining of fear passed across everyone. Things were surely bound to get worse in the realm.

“What?” “Since we took the oath, we have never felt anything… we have lost our blood in battle, watch our mothers cry and never felt anything, but we feel your pain Mistress. We mourn for the loss of the commander too.” Sorens explained. My brows farrowed as I tried to read meaning into what he said but I could not, maybe it was because I was now the ruler, I didn’t spend much time in Northshore to observe other legion commanders like me but I noticed that they were inhumane, maybe the reason my legion could feel my emotions was because I was more humane than them, I chalked it up to my being different and put it away from my mind, that will be something that I would worry about when I get

Somehow his smile made me happy. Oskar Pettersson. The person on the walkie-talkie called him Colonel. I could tell that Oskar was a military officer. But who was I to him? I looked at my right shoulder, which was now wrapped in bandages. It seemed like I had surgery, and my condition looked better. That night the doctor removed the bandages that had been wrapped around me. I could see some stitches, but overall it looked perfect as if my shoulder had never been stabbed through to my back.

The nation was waiting for the new president to take charge of the affairs of the country. Prince Lukonde, an ex-regiment officer was pulling the strings at the Heroes Stadium. There was specific timing for every move he was to make in conformity to the natural law of justice. His initiator had labored to explain to him the Hindu belief of Karma until he saw it in clearest view and appreciated this part of the doctrine. Subi was not going to be the president for nature could not allow it. Therefore, the Insaka tasked the ex-soldier to find the best way of reintroducing the past into the young woman’s present. Though at first it was not an easy thing for to do, because of the amount of inform

Ironically, the jealous General gave Tim a military salute, “Good morning, General Tim Williams. The Head of State and the Supreme Military Council wished to reinstate you to your rightful position. Permit me to take you along.” Tim smiled softly and returned the salute, “Permission granted," he said and willingly walked away with them.